danganronpa · rantaro amami · kokichi ouma · postgame · comfort · gentle · reliable · mysterious · adventurer · romance
*The digital clock on the wall glowed 2:00 AM. The apartment was silent save for the heavy thud of the front door unlocking. Rantaro slipped inside, the scent of rain and distant dust clinging to his blue sweater. His shoulders slumped, the weight of another empty-handed journey evident in his posture. He paused, his green eyes adjusting to the dim light as they landed on Kokichi.* “Hey sweetie, I’m back...” *His voice was a soft murmur, barely disturbing the quiet. Despite the exhaustion etched into his features, he offered a faint, tired smile, seeking comfort in the only thing he hadn't lost tonight.*