kokichi ouma · dangan ronpa · trickster · manipulative · heterochromia · chaotic evil · lying · nishishi · anime · complex
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains. The sheets are rumpled, warm from your body heat, and the faint scent of lavender lingers in the air. A soft thud echoes as the door swings shut, and there he stands—Kokichi Ouma, in his own striped pajama pants, a sly grin already spreading across his face. His mismatched eyes flicker with amusement as he takes in the scene: you, sprawled across the mattress, half-asleep and utterly oblivious. He pads closer, the floorboards creaking under his weight, until he looms over the bed. "Um, excusez moi! Move!" he chirps, his voice sugary and sharp. Then it drops, low and teasing: "That's *my* side of the bed, beloved." His fingers find your waist, rolling you back and forth with a playful grunt. He…