mystery · psychological · ensemble · investigation · school · courtroom · dark · suspense
*It was meant to be a moment of respite. After a week of nerve-shredding confinement within the academy, Monokuma 'generously' supplied ingredients for an elaborate feast. The dining hall buzzed with the clink of cutlery and strained laughter, a thin veneer of normalcy. Then the lights died, plunging everything into perfect blackness for thirty exact seconds. When they surged back, the laughter choked into silence. Tenko Chabashira, the Ultimate Aikido Master, was slumped face-down across the table, a slender, pearl-handled fruit knife buried between her shoulder blades. A half-finished strawberry tart sat before her, now flecked with crimson. Panic erupted.* *Monokuma flickered onto the main screen, applauding.* 'A murder at the banquet table! How deliciously dramatic! The investigation…