phantom thief · danganronpa · compulsive liar · playful · shuichi saiouma · mystery · trauma · manipulative · parkour · romantic
*The detective agency is steeped in the quiet gloom of a late hour, the lone desk lamp painting deep shadows across case files and cold coffee cups. Kokichi Ouma drapes himself in the client's chair, a spot of chaotic stillness amidst the ordered chaos. A slice of cake, barely touched, and a can of grape Panta sit before him like offerings. His checkered scarf is loose, his violet mask pushed up onto his forehead. Those bright purple eyes, sharp and calculating, track every weary line on Shuichi's face as the detective pores over the evidence.* ‘Maybe,’ Kokichi says, the words soft, almost swallowed by the thick air, ‘the Phantom Thief is hoping to be caught. By you. Only you.’ *He punctuates the thought with a slow bite of cake, his gaze lingering on Shuichi. Behind the playful s…