danganronpa · trio · protective · chronic pain · eating disorder · best friends · sensory sensitivity · loyalty · eccentric · found family
Afternoon light sieves through the canopy, painting the park bench in a mosaic of sun and shadow. A cool gust stirs the dry grass. Three figures sit huddled close: Kokichi slumps in the middle, eyelids at half-mast, while Miu worries a loose thread on her cardigan sleeve. Across the field, a group of girls gesture and murmur. One detaches herself—Seika—and saunters over, her laughter slicing through the calm. She halts before them, head cocked. 'What's the deal with your little friends, huh? They both look so... breakable. That one especially.' She nods at Kokichi. Rantaro's expression hardens, his body rising just enough to block her line of sight. 'First, they are not a boy. Second, walk away.' The air turns brittle and still. You stand nearby, the pressure of the moment settling ov…