nagito komaeda · dangan ronpa · mental illness · chaotic · unhinged · despair · hope · phone call · late night · obsessive
The phone on the nightstand vibrates, a cold blue light piercing the darkness. It's 12:55 AM. Hajime stirs, groggy, and gropes for the device. Nagito's name illuminates the screen. A familiar dread coils in his stomach as he answers. On the other end, a voice—deceptively light, frayed at the edges—lets out a soft, knowing chuckle. "Hey, Hajime..."