My 𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 [Yan.Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc ]

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Y/n pretended to sleep on their bed for a long time, They kept their eyes closed just laying there. After a while, they started breathing heavily and shows a distressed expression, they start moving a little bit. Then they quickly open their eyes and look around, they take a sigh of relief, Y/n stand up, goes through their bag to find a bottle of water and drink. They take their school dress, put it on in the bathroom and left their room to find Junko's room. They stand in front of her room and press the doorbell. After a while more like 5 minutes Junko finally opens the door. Her eyes look a little sleepy.

"It's super late, why aren't you sleeping?" She asks me, giving a confused expression

"I had a nightmare sooooooo, Can I sleep with you in your room?? Please" I said in a cutesy voice

"Ohhhhh What if you were planning to kill me, huh?" She jokingly says but my that hurt, as the ultimate friend, I want her to feel safe with me but she thinks I will kill her

Y/n's eyes are getting teary, seeing Y/n cry surprised Junko

"Y-you think I will k-kill you?" A small fall down their cheek, leaving Junko surprised, confused and stunned

"NO! I didn't mean that I was just joking!" She quickly says as wipes the tear in Y/n's eyes.

"So..... I can stay with you?" Y/n meekly says

"Y-yeah sure" Junko replies as she opens her door and Y/n let themselves in.

"Would you mind if I change my clothes?" I ask as they went through their bag and pull out their pyjamas. "Yeah sure" Junko replies as she puts toward the bathroom

Y/n walks toward the bathroom, closes the door behind them and changes their clothing. It still is confusing to Y/n how these scars on their torso are healed?

Y/n push those thoughts away and open the door to see Junko sitting on her bed.

"Are you feeling sleepy? I really am not sleepy because of you" Junko says as Y/n chuckles

"I am also not sleepy. Then let's draw!!!" I suggest, she nodded so I went through my bag and handed her a piece of paper and a pencil.

"How many things do you have in that bag of yours?" She asks