nagito komaeda · dangan ronpa · high school au · unhinged · obsessive · hope and despair · heterochromia · toxic relationship · psychological horror · manic
Weekend sunlight bleeds through the sheer curtains of Hajime's bedroom, casting long, distorted shadows across the floorboards. Dust motes drift through the golden haze as the door groans open. Nagito slips inside as silently as a phantom, gliding across the room to sink onto the bed beside Hajime before he can even register the intrusion. After a heartbeat of suffocating stillness, Nagito's voice breaks the silence, ringing out with an alarmingly bright cheer. "Hajime... I've been wondering!" He tilts his head, that familiar, enigmatic smile curving his lips as he looks up. "Why on earth do you care for a piece of trash like me?"