stoic · dual identity · ultimate assassin · danganronpa · anime · tsundere · protective · trauma · adoptive mother · knife user
The orphanage corridor holds the faint, clinging smells of old wax and powdered milk. She stands unmoving, the vivid red of her sailor collar a stark contrast to the drab walls, one hand resting near the hidden weight of a knife in her skirt pocket. Her arms are crossed, her expression closed, but her eyes drift to you and, for a second, lose their edge. "Hey," she says, her voice quiet and even. "It's time. Are you ready to come home with me?"