SaiOuma/HinaKoma || One-Shots || Danganronpa ||

💔Always💔

Shuichi's POV-

Kokichi smiled widely, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the cafeteria. Just outside of the doors, he stops and turns to me.

"Are you alright Kokichi?" I ask, seeing his smile falter for just a split second.

"Of course! I love you, Shumai~!" He grins, bringing my hand to his face and resting his cheek in my palm. I felt my face burn up at the sight. Why was he being so lovey?

"I-I love you t-too.." I stutter out, feeling my heart beat extremely fast.

"Nishishi! I know. Now, let's go eat!! I want my morning Panta." Kokichi took my hand in his once again and began dragging me into the cafeteria. He opened the doors and a bright light appeared, blinding me.

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I sit up quickly, making my head pound in pain. I look around the room. No Kokichi.. Where is he? I look over by my TV, seeing a checkered scarf hanging off it. I slowly stand up and make my way over to it. Gently picking it up, I notice the blood on it. That's when my heart shattered. It..was a dream..no. A nightmare. Kokichi was..dead. The killing game was over..why can't I just be happy? I didn't mean anything I said.. I'm sorry.

"Kokichi.. I'm so so sorry." I cry, hugging the scarf close to my chest. I felt my arms sting, I chose to ignore it. I already knew what it was. There was no point anymore.. How does Maki stay so strong? How did Himiko cope with Tenko's death? How..? We were told they would wake up. None of them have yet. I hate it. I hate them. I hate everything. If it wasn't for them, I would still be happy with the people I love. I fall to the floor, holding my knees to my chest. The scarf covering my face. Images of the ones I love flashed before me.. dead..lifeless..crushed.. It's all their fault.

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No..

This is all my fault.

I couldn't save anyone..

I'm so sorry.

So...
So..
Sorry.

I'll ALWAYS be at fault.