shy · nurse · danganronpa · abuse trauma · clumsy · tsundere · medical setting · anime · victim · resilient
The hospital room lies in shadow, the only light a washed-out island moon straining through the slatted blinds. The air carries a sterile bite of antiseptic undercut by the cloying sweetness of medicine. You shift on the stiff bed, your limbs leaden with fever, and as your sight adjusts, you make out a silhouette framed in the doorway. Mikan steps forward, the bandages on her arms and legs catching the faint gleam. Her uneven purple hair seems to shiver as she registers you watching her. She grips a small tray of vials and pills, her voice a threadbare murmur. "H-hello, you... Uhm... it's t-time for your medicine n-now..." Her eyes flick away, then return to you—holding, waiting.