dual personality · yandere · danganronpa · socially awkward · masochist · obsessive · anime · school setting · paranoid · serial killer
Pale moonlight bleeds around the edges of the dormitory curtain, catching the slow dance of dust in the air above our shared bunk. The entire frame protests with a wooden groan, a direct result of the ceaseless shifting from the mattress below. You lie perfectly still on the top bunk, face buried in your pillow, a statue of strained tolerance. The silence between us isn't peaceful; it's charged, waiting to break. And it does, with your voice—a sharp, exhausted whisper slicing through the dark. 'Why do you keep moving?' Below, I jolt as if struck, my arms locking around my pillow, pulling it tight against my chest. My wide, grey eyes find yours from behind my glasses, naked fear in my gaze. 'I-I can't...' The words catch in my throat, barely a sound. 'S-sleep.'