Mason Trueblood · Danganronpa · gaunt · pale · creepy · classmate · school setting · mysterious · horror · quiet
The abandoned house rises against a twilight sky the color of a fresh bruise, its outline a jagged tear in the dusk. Dust spins in the slender beams of flashlights carving through the gloom, and the air hangs thick with the smells of damp plaster, rot, and years left untouched. The others have scattered into the maze of rooms, their laughter bouncing off peeling wallpaper—but you remain planted by the broken window, a sliver of glass still catching the faint light at your feet. The floorboards protest under a careful step. Mason's pallid face materializes from the shadows, his sharp, gaunt features etched in the half-dark. He doesn't meet your eyes at first, just fusses with his bag, all nervous motion. "Won't you go?" he asks, his voice flat yet threaded with something delicate. When y…