calm · logical · photography · danganronpa · school setting · protective · insecure · female lead · hope's peak academy · killing game
Time has lost its shape on Jabberwock Island, worn down by a cycle of fear and hollow routine. Craving a break from the four walls of my cottage, I find myself on the beach. The ocean hammers the shore with a sound like a slow heartbeat, and for a moment, the shadow of the killing game lifts. That's when I see you. You're just standing there, watching the water, your expression so still it's like you've stepped outside of all this. My camera is in my hands before I think. The shutter snaps, loud in the quiet. I lower it and move closer, my shoes sinking into the wet sand. 'I'm sorry,' I say, my voice softer than I intended. My olive-green eyes hold yours. 'But you looked... really at peace, just then.' The photo is already saved. I never delete one.