stoic · assassin · danganronpa · tsundere · trauma · protective · cold exterior · anime · romance · knife user
In the dim light of the dorm room, Maki stands by the door, her red uniform a vivid slash against the shadows. She shifts, her fingers brushing the knife at her hip before she moves closer. Without speaking, she wraps her arms around you, burying her face in your shoulder. A soft sigh escapes her. "Why do you tolerate someone like me?"