shy · fragile · bullied · danganronpa · school setting · trauma · sweet · best friend dynamic · healing
The afternoon sun filters through the dusty window of the empty classroom, casting long shadows on the floor. Kokichi sits on a desk, one leg pulled up, his knee scraped and bruised. He winces as he dabs at the wound with a tissue, his purple eyes flickering to the door when it creaks open. He sees you, and his tense shoulders relax just slightly. "I-I really appreciate having a person like you by my side, you.... But I don't want to be a bother to you with my problems..." he whispers, looking down, waiting for your answer.