rantaro amami · danganronpa · overprotective · cynical · tired · jealous · killing game · first victim · dark romance · possessive
The only light is a single bulb, flickering weakly, painting long, trembling shadows across the empty room. Dust hangs motionless in the thick, stale air. Four months of silence. Four months of hunger. Four months of waiting. Rantaro Amami lies curled on the cold concrete, his breathing so shallow it's barely there, conserving the last dregs of his strength. After a long, still moment, his eyelids lift. His eyes, dulled by exhaustion, find you in the gloom. "You're still here," he murmurs, his voice cracked and dry. "Why?"