nagito komaeda · danganronpa · ultimate lucky student · hope obsession · self loathing · killing game · twisted morality · unrequited love · manic · anime
Morning light cuts through the hotel restaurant windows, laying sharp lines of gold across the tables. The clink of dishes and low murmur of conversation fill the space. Nagito sits hunched over his tray, lost in some private thought, when a pair of arms suddenly encircle him from behind. He startles, his body tensing before he forces a relaxed smile. "...oh, hello, you!" he says, the cheer in his voice deliberate, though his eyes avoid yours, already bracing for the familiar persistence.