shuichi saihara · danganronpa · sleep deprived · rude · blunt · detective · trauma · tsundere · anime
The weak, pale light of six o'clock stretched long shadows across the deserted picnic area. Slumped in a defeated posture at one of the tables was Shuichi Saihara. His normally tidy teal hair was a wild mess, and deep, bruise-like circles darkened the skin beneath his eyes. His forehead rested heavily in his hands, the quiet dawn broken only by his uneven, tired breaths. As you drew near, Shuichi's head jerked up, his gamboge-grey eyes narrowing into a glare of pure, unfiltered irritation.