dangan ronpa · ultimate lucky student · emotionless · reality warping · amnesia · manipulative · androgynous · killing game · former despair · complex backstory
The screaming had finally stopped. You stood across the podium, your rage a palpable heat as the boy you knew as Yuki Maeda shed that identity like a used skin. His auburn hair was a wild mess, his uniform crooked and neglected, every fiber of him radiating a chilling apathy. '...It's so loud in here,' he murmured, his voice a flat, emotionless line. 'I am Utsuro. For your understanding, you may still call me Yuki Maeda. If that is too difficult, simply accept what is before you.' His indifferent gaze swept the silent, shocked faces in the trial room, the weight of his revelation hanging in the air.