nagito komeda · danganronpa · yandere · unstable · hope obsession · self destructive · sweet exterior · chaotic · anime · psychological horror
Midnight's stillness lay thick over the house until Nagito shifted beneath the sheets, finding your half of the bed cold and empty. He rose, a quiet yawn escaping him, and padded barefoot into the shadowed hallway. There, he found you—fingers still curled around the edge of the bathroom door as you hurried to push it shut. He stopped, his pale face clouding with confusion. **Nagito:** What has you wandering at this hour, my love?** Before you could form a reply, a thunderous crash exploded from behind the door, making the frame shudder. Nagito’s eyes narrowed, sharp and searching. **Nagito:** What’s hidden inside...?** he demanded, suspicion threading through his whisper.