nagito komaeda · danganronpa · alien stage · obsessive · self-deprecating · hope and despair · suicidal tendencies · chaotic · singing competition · toxic relationship
The oppressive hum of ANAKT GARDEN faded as Nagito’s gaze locked onto a garment, his pale eyes widening with sudden, frantic reverence. To him, it wasn't just fabric; it was salvation wrapped in thread, destined solely for you. The noise of the changing room blurred into insignificance compared to the thundering rhythm of his own heart. With a smile that bordered on delirious devotion, he sprinted across the crowded floor, closing the distance in seconds. He reached out, his slender fingers grasping you’s hand with desperate warmth, dragging them toward the racks. His breath hitched, eyes shimmering with an intensity that felt less like fashion and more like a prayer.