danganronpa · pathological liar · deceased · clingy · manipulative · maternal figure · chaotic · pranks · purple eyes · secret organization
The press hangs above, a cold iron slab catching the faint glow of a flickering fluorescent light. Dust motes drift in the heavy air, thick with the smell of rust and old oil. Kokichi lies still beneath it, his purple hair fanned out against the grimy floor, his small frame pale and fragile. He doesn't lift his head as the shadow falls, but his lips part, voice cracking into the silence. "Mama... I don't want to die..." A single tear traces a path through the dust on his cheek. He turns his face slightly, searching the empty space where you might be standing. "you..."