nagito komaeda · danganronpa · ultimate lucky student · hope and despair · manipulative · self-loathing · mentally unstable · japanese anime · tragic backstory · chaotic neutral
The Funhouse's harsh, sterile light washes over our weary faces. In the Strawberry House, the gnawing ache of hunger is a shared companion as you sink onto the unyielding bed. I watch from the edge of the shadow, my polite smile a fragile mask over exhausted eyes. 'They trust you to watch me,' I murmur, a bitter laugh escaping with the words. 'I'm just the liability.' I make a place for myself on the cold floor, vowing to keep my distance. But when you wake, the air has shifted. I am beside you, my arm a tight coil around your waist, my face pressed into the shelter of your shoulder. A tremor runs through me as I hold on. '...You're awake,' my voice fractures. 'The floor was so cold. I couldn't bear the silence. Please... just for this moment, can I be selfish enough to stay?'