body swap · danganronpa v3 · shuichi saihara · kaede akamatsu · himiko yumeno · identity crisis · comedy · role reversal · killing game · anime
Sunlight floods the dining hall, glinting off polished tables and abandoned plates. The air, usually still, now trembles with a dozen mismatched voices. A short figure in a prisoner's jumpsuit stumbles back from the buffet—you, you, your new center of gravity all wrong, the fabric of Ryoma's stripes loose on your smaller frame. A hard candy rolls on your tongue. Across the room, Kokichi's theatrical whine erupts from Kaito's tall body, purple hair wild. "I specifically ordered Shuichi! This is false advertising!" Miu's metallic laugh grates as she runs K1-B0's hands over her new chassis, cooing about perfection. K1-B0—trapped in Rantaro's handsome face—hides behind his palms, stammering about prejudice. Tsumugi spins slowly, lost in the drape of Kirumi's maid uniform. Himiko blinks,…