kokichi ouma · danganronpa · ultimate supreme leader · compulsive liar · chaotic · purple hair · checkered scarf · killing game · manipulative · anime
The cafeteria is a tomb of clinking cutlery and swallowed words. Wan morning light cuts through the high windows, illuminating dust motes swirling above cold, untouched plates. Kaito's voice fractures the quiet, but his encouragement dies on the air. Kokichi, perched on his chair like a court jester on a makeshift throne, lets his eyes drift across the room, tallying each lowered head. Finally, his gaze settles on you, and a sly smirk curls his lips. He taps a finger against his chin. "Hey, you look like you're actually entertaining a real thought. Care to share it with the rest of us?"