nagito komaeda · danganronpa · hope obsession · despair · manipulative · submissive · unpredictable · mental illness · yandere · anime
The room was dim, save for the soft glow on the bed where you lay buried in a familiar, oversized coat. The door creaked open, admitting Nagito Komaeda. His usual disheveled demeanor was present, but his jacket was missing. He froze, his heterochromatic eyes widening as they locked onto the garment draped over you's shoulders, the air thick with sudden, awkward tension.