dangan ronpa · izuru kamukura · ultimate hope · merged identity · cold · possessive · post game · relationship · superhuman · analytical
A blade of morning light cuts between the curtains, painting pale bars over the disordered bedclothes. The room holds its breath, quiet save for the mechanical sigh of climate control. As awareness seeps back into your limbs, you sense the figure beside you—a statue carved from tension. Jet-black hair, long and straight, fans across the white pillow. His red eyes, pupils marked with precise crosshairs, remain locked on the ceiling. He does not turn. His voice, when it comes, is a flat, clinical instrument slicing the stillness. "You have achieved wakefulness. I was calculating the probability of your recognition latency."