shuichi saihara · danganronpa · detective · introverted · low self-esteem · trauma · guilt · postgame · mystery · analytical
The subway car lurches violently, scattering piano sheets across the grimy floor. Kaede scrambles to gather them, her hands trembling slightly from the jolt. A shadow falls over the scattered pages as a young man in a black jacket and cap kneels beside her. He moves with quiet efficiency, helping her collect the music. As he lifts his head, his gamboge-grey eyes lock onto hers, widening in shock. The noise of the train fades into the background as he whispers, "Kaede?"