"GUYS, I FORGOT HOW TO COUNT!!! SO I'M GONNA WAKE YOU UP AN HOUR EARLY!!! BUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT AN HOUR IS, BECAUSE I CAN'T COUNT!!!" Ressa yelled through the monitor, before it shut off. I sighed, picking up my glasses and putting them on my face. I stared at the edge of the bed for a moment, just letting myself think. I took a deep breath. Alright, I don't have very much to do today. So I'll try and get closer to some of the others.
-Free Time-
(All free time events are important for the story. Please read everyone's. Thank you)
I quickly got changed, and headed out of the room. I walked over to the kitchen, grabbing a quick thing to eat, and then walking back into the dining room. Someone was now here, their head laying against the table. I smiled, wandering over and sitting by them. I tapped them on the shoulder. Quickly, they jerked up, frightened. They stared at me for a moment.
"O- oh... hey Hirano... just a bit tired... sorry..." Arima said, turning away.
Should I hang out with Arima Iwoa? -Yes- -No-
Arima stared at me hesitantly, before looking away. "Sure..."
We sat at the table, eating. Arima didn't speak. Even when I tried to speak with him. He seemed very distant today.
I think I grew closer to Arima?
Would you like to give Arima a present? -Yes- -No-
I gave Arima a self therapy book.
He stared at it, seemingly unimpressed. "I uh... I guess i- it's fine. A bit... I don't know... insulting? But whatever..." I stared at him, before uncomfortably shifting in my seat.
"Um, Arima?" I started. He didn't reply. "Is... something wrong?" He took a deep breath.
"W- who..." he began, taking a moment to compose himself. "Who did you kill?"
Everything froze. It felt like someone pierced my heart. A horrible stab, that gave me a horrible feeling inside. My eyes were wide, as I tried not to start thinking about what happened. But I couldn't help me. The image of Masako's lifeless body flashing in my head.
"W- what?" I stuttered, staring at Arima in fear.
"You heard me." Arima replied. I put a hand over my heart. I could hear it thumping in my ears, and it felt like my whole body was pumping with fear.
"... I- I..." I started. Arima stared at me, worried but still determined to get answers. I rested my arms on the table, trying to stop myself from shaking. After a moment, I took a deep breath. "H- her... n- name... is... M- Masako..."
"... how did you do it?" He asked. I stopped looking at him. I could feel my body go cold. Oh god, I'm gonna pass out.
"W- why... does that m- matter?" I replied. Arima stared at me for a moment.
"Hirano, I- I really want to trust you. B- but... you killed someone. I- I just... want to know if I can..." Arima said.
"... B- but... A- Arima..." I started. He stared at the table for a moment, before taking a deep breath.
"I'm just gonna go..." he responded, started getting up from the chair.
"WHY DOES IT MATTER IF I KILLED SOMEONE!? MIYAZAKI KILLED SOMEONE TOO!!! AND YOU JUST BLINDLY TRUSTED HER!!! JUST BECAUSE OF A STUPID PROMISE!?" I yelled, before covering my mouth. I had to distracted by the horrifying feeling had I had gotten, that I had just blurted it out. Arima froze, stared at the door to leave.
"D- do... you... really think that was about a STUPID PROMISE!?" Arima replied, turning around, his body violently shaking, tears rolling down his face. "I JUST DIDN'T WANT TO DIE!!!"
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Danganronpa: Melancholic Mayhem
FanfictionI thought... that this academy would help me. Help me trust others. Help me get a better hold of my future. Maybe find love. But no... now I'm stuck here... and we have to... we have to... I gagged. Thinking about it just makes me sick. My hands wer...
