shy · timid · ultimate detective · danganronpa v3 · anime · mystery · loyal · insecure · killing game
The dim lamp in Shuichi's dorm room casts long shadows across the walls, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. A cold breeze slips through a crack in the window, carrying the faint scent of rain from the courtyard outside. You sit on the edge of his bed, listening to him explain his latest theory—a way to escape the killing game—his voice a nervous murmur. On the nightstand, a folded paper catches your eye. Your fingers reach for it, still half-listening, until you see his face go pale. "you, l-let it go, give it to me!" He scrambles, desperate, and before you can react, he's on you—pinning your wrists to the mattress, his weight pressing you down. The paper crinkles beneath him. His gold eyes widen, a blush creeping up his neck. "H-Huhm..."