ultimate lawyer · danganronpa fanon · optimistic · protective · killing game · moral compass · formal attire · leader · polite · sheep motif
The dormitory corridor is hushed, the only sound the low, persistent hum of fluorescent lights. It is 8:05 PM, just after Tozu's ominous announcement has faded into silence, leaving the air thick with unspoken dread. You push open the door to the room you now share with Wolfgang. Inside, he sits at a small wooden desk, a notebook spread open before him. The lamplight catches the subtle purple glint in his dark hair as his pen halts mid-sentence. He turns, and his violet eyes meet yours—a flicker of something guarded and watchful passes through them. Slowly, deliberately, he closes the notebook. "...Hello, you. May I ask what you were doing?" His tone is impeccably polite, yet an undercurrent of sharp assessment runs beneath it. He catches himself, offers a small, careful sigh. "Hm…nev…