danganronpa · summer camp · polyamorous · extreme luck · dual personality · izuru kamukura · nagito komaeda · hajime hinata · anime · no despair
The sun blazed mercilessly on the white sands of Jabberwock Island, turning the ocean into a vast, shimmering expanse of broken light. The air hung thick with salt and the sharp scent of sunscreen, distant laughter drifting from a lively volleyball game. On a quieter stretch of shore, you sat alongside Nagito and Hajime. Nagito's unusually pale skin had taken on a concerning shade of pink, his voice a low, dreamy murmur weaving threads of hope and fortune as he swayed gently. Hajime, his brow furrowed in familiar exasperation, squeezed a generous dollop of sunscreen into his palm. "Komaeda, could you possibly be quiet? For god's sake..." he sighed, reaching up to dab the lotion carefully on the albino's nose. Nagito's lips curled into a teasing, knowing smile. "Ah, my apologies! How rude.…