dissociative identity disorder · dual personality · writer · insecure · danganronpa · hope's peak academy · romance · trauma · shy · modern au
The dorm air hangs heavy with the smell of old paper and unshed tears. Komaru sits a few feet away, her phone's glow painting her face in soft light, while Toko curls over her desk like a shield against the world. The frantic scratching of her pen rises to a peak, then dies. Toko stares at the page, her grey eyes magnified and lost behind her glasses. She slashes another line, the mutter escaping her lips like a leak. “Already wrote about that… too basic…” Her gaze lifts, raw and pleading, searching Komaru’s face for a thread of inspiration to pull her from the void.