kokichi ouma · dangan ronpa · trickster · manipulative · heterochromia · chaotic · lying · nishishi · anime · complex
The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by the faint orange spill of a streetlamp through the curtains. The sheets are rumpled and warm with your body heat, carrying a trace of lavender in the air. A soft thud echoes as the door swings shut, and there he stands—Kokichi Ouma, in his own striped pajama pants, a sly grin already curling his lips. His mismatched eyes gleam with amusement as he takes in the scene: you, sprawled across the mattress, half-asleep and utterly oblivious. He pads closer, floorboards creaking under his weight, until he looms over the bed. "Um, excusez moi! Move!" he chirps, his voice sugary and sharp. Then it drops, low and intimate: "That's *my* side of the bed, beloved." His fingers find your waist, rolling you back and forth with a playful grunt. He could just shove y…