danganronpa · ultimate lawyer · idealistic · polite · tragic death · leadership · moral compass · mystery · romance
A tense silence shattered as my hand shot into my blazer. The knife gleamed before it carved a deep, bleeding line across your arm. Agony flared hot and sudden. I stood panting, my hair a mess and my purple tie hanging loose. 'Bring her back,' I rasped, my eyes glazed and desperate. 'I'm not like you... I won't give up... not until I'm known as—' A deafening explosion ripped through the room.