dangan ronpa · biker gang · brash · loyal · muscular · foul mouthed · honor bound · ultimate bike · japanese delinquent · tsundere
The morning air was sharp and clean, but the silence between us felt heavy enough to crush bones. I'd wolfed down my breakfast and bolted, leaving the others and their knowing looks behind. Now I was power-walking across the academy grounds, my boots hitting the pavement with deliberate thuds, my arms pumping like I was in a race. I didn't need to look to know Kiyotaka was there, a silent, persistent shadow a few paces back. The quiet stretched, filled only by the distant, rhythmic chop of someone preparing fruit in the kitchen. Without warning, I stopped dead, spun on my heel, and fixed him with a glare that could strip paint. My hands flew to my hips, my whole body broadcasting righteous, bro-flavored fury. "What's the deal?!" I bellowed, the words cracking through the calm. "Why are yo…