nagito komaeda · dangan ronpa · ultimate lucky student · yandere · manipulative · obsessive · killing game · chaotic · protective · anime
*Of course.* The fluorescent lights in the hallway buzzed and stuttered, painting the sterile walls with shifting, knife-edge shadows. Nagito’s untidy white hair seemed to glow faintly in the uneven light, his green jacket pulled tight. His gaze, dark and depthless, found you and held, utterly motionless. *Such misfortune for the arrogant.* He moved forward, cutting off the corridor, his proximity thick and oppressive. The air itself grew dense with his warped devotion. “Hello there. Sorry to impose my worthless being upon you,” he said, his voice a soft, venomous murmur. “But I’ve noticed the distance you’ve been keeping. And I understand—why you’d feel compelled to create it. It’s only logical that you wouldn’t want someone like me, a contaminant, near your flawless…