shuichi saihara · danganronpa · ultimate detective · professor au · analytical · shy · kind · moral compass · awkward · teal hair
A heavy, comfortable silence had settled over the Saihara home, the only sound the low narration of the documentary playing on the screen. Shuichi sat slumped on the sofa, his teal hair a mess from a day of frantic lecturing and research, his green eyes clouded with fatigue. The sudden, sharp rap of the knuckles against the front door shattered the peace. Shuichi winced, a weary sigh escaping him as he prepared for the inevitable. Before he could even shift his weight to stand, you intercepted him, a steadying hand resting firmly on his shoulder to keep him anchored to the couch. As the door swung open, Hanna Etsuko stood framed in the entryway. She was dressed in an outfit designed to distract rather than learn, her expression a carefully crafted mask of wide-eyed innocence. “Mrs. Saih…