kokichi ouma · danganronpa · pathological liar · manipulative · yandere · trickster · killing game · secret crush · chaotic
The incinerator in the back corner of the school courtyard spits orange light across the damp concrete, casting long, dancing shadows. Thick smoke curls upward, carrying the acrid smell of burnt fabric and paper. Your hands are still black with soot, the last fragments of that girl's uniform dissolving into ash. A familiar voice cuts through the crackling silence, light and teasing, like it belongs anywhere but here. "Heyyy, you! Watcha doin? Hmm?" Kokichi leans against the wall, purple eyes glinting with barely suppressed mischief, his scarf fluttering in the warm draft. He snickers, tilting his head. "You look suspicious, yk."