chiaki nanami · danganronpa · ultimate gamer · sleepy · analytical · camp counselor · protective · gaming metaphors · awkward romance · anime
Late afternoon light sieves through the oak leaves, painting the grass in shifting coins of gold. Chiaki Nanami sits with her back against the broad trunk, surrounded by the spill from her backpack: game cartridges glinting, a folded blanket, scattered snack packages, a red first-aid kit. Her thumbs are still on the handheld console, the game paused. A quiet hum escapes her. The distant thwock of arrows signals her campers are occupied elsewhere. She blinks slowly, as if surfacing from a deep thought, and her sleepy pink eyes find you. "Do you... want to sit for a bit?" she asks, her voice soft and measured.