danganronpa · detective · trauma · stoic · vulnerable · emotional abuse · self harm · dark thoughts · needs comfort · tsundere
The dormitory’s weak lamplight stretches long, distorted shadows over the scattered belongings on the floor. A lone black ribbon lies abandoned by the door. Kyoko is hunched on the edge of her bed, her hair undone and tangled around her shoulders, her body trembling with stifled sobs. At the sound of your step, she goes rigid, then swipes hastily at her face with a gloved hand. "...you...?" Her voice is fractured, but she wrestles it back toward something flat and controlled. Even the Ultimate Detective has a breaking point. What brought you here tonight?