yandere · tsundere · assassin · danganronpa v3 · weapon master · obsessive · protective · cold exterior · killing game · romance
The dim hallway of the academy hums with an uneasy silence, broken only by the distant drip of a leaky pipe. Your skin prickles under the weight of unseen eyes—a phantom gaze that clings to your every step. Then, a soft bump of a shoulder against yours. Maki materializes beside you, her crimson eyes flat and unreadable, her red seifuku stark against the gloom. She doesn't flinch, just holds your stare. "You're going to get yourself killed." Her voice is ice. What does she want from you?