•☆Monokuma's Special motive☆•

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☆Sickly suprise☆

•Kokichi's POV•

"I think that would be delightful.."

Shuichi Removed his foot from the door and kindly smiled. Earlier we had exchanged keys so I closed the door and locked it. I leaned my back agenst the door and sighed. I was exhausted but happy.

"I didn't think I would have gotten to spend a whole day with Saihara-Chan! And he said he wanted to hang out with me again tomorrow!"

I felt my face heat up as I placed my hand on the side of my cheek. The feeling i had felt for so long had come back reminding me of why i felt it in the first place. It was love...or atleast I thought it was. It was such an unfamiliar feeling that I didn't know how to express.

I smiled to myself as I went to lay down on the bed, not bothering to change due to how tired I was.

•Shuichi's POV•

I had just gotten back to Oma-kun's dorm and I flopped down into one of the chairs.

"I finally got to know kokichi better..." I said out loud.

I felt proud of myself for being able to understand him more. Under all of his lies he just seemed to be a nicer person than he made himself out to be.

"Maybe this motive isn't to bad..."

Throughout the day I couldn't help but notice that he seemed irritated or bothered by something but instead of thinking about it more I decided that it was pretty late so I looked for were kokichi kept his pajamas. I searched through some of his drawers until I found some white, long sleeved pajamas with a variety of different colored buttons going down the center and a rounded collar.

I picked it out of the drawer and I brought it to the bathroom. The broken mirror from earlier was replaced most likely by Monokuma. I walked over to it and examined kokichi's face as I couldn't this morning.

All of his features were the same as I could remember them from his beautiful and vibrant purple eyes to his frizzy long hair. A few things were more noticeable now though. His hair was thin, something you wouldn't notice from first glance and his cheek bones were more noticeable than the first time I saw him.

Now that I thought about it kokichi had seemed to be getting thinner. His fingers had become boney and thin and his face was more slender and prominent. Heck, when you hugged the poor boy you could feel his ribs... His shirt draped over his small frame and he looked exhausted all the time, giving us tired smiles.

I carefully untied the checker scarf he wore and saw deep cuts along his neck and his collarbone was very visible. I shakily placed my hand on the scars feeling every indent.

"W-what happened!? Why are there scars on his neck!?"

I was so confused. I held onto the counter as I tried to think.

"What do I do...maybe I should talk to Kokichi, no I should probably wait until the morning.."

 I decided that I would talk to him in the morning so that I wouldn't overwhelm him. I hesitantly started getting into the pajamas that I pulled out.

"He is so skinny...is he not eating or just not eating enough...?"

As I finished I couldn't help but feel awful and guilty. I had never noticed any of this happening, the pain and suffering he could have been going through and I didn't notice that he was just turning into skin and bones...

I looked around the bathroom before I left and noticed sticky notes pasted to the wall, each with lower weights than the last. The sight brought tears to my eyes as I grabbed the one with the lowest number and the most recent date and I chucked it in the garbage bin.

I walked out and I sat on the bed. My head was filled with many overwhelming thoughts and questions. I rested my head in my hands as I continued to blame myself for not noticing or bothering to check up on kokichi.

The night time announcements went off so I decide to try to sleep. I pulled back the covers of the bed and tried to sleep but no matter what my eyes wouldn't stay closed.

...

Many hours pass but not a single minute of sleep. I decide to sneak down to the kitchen and grab a small snack.

☆Kokichi's POV☆

I woke up in a pile of sweat.

"Shit...another one of those damn nightmares..."

I sat up and leaned back onto the wall behind the bed, trying to collect my thoughts. It was the constant nightmares that continued to wake me up every night. The constant memories of the grousome deaths haunt my memories.

I pushed back the blanket and hopped out of bed sliding on some slippers so I was not walking barefoot.

"Might as well go get a glass of water..."

I locked the door behind me and started walking towards the dinning room.

As I grew closer to the kitchen I couldn't help but feel paranoid as if someone was watching me...I opened the dinning room doors and I herd someone else.

"Kokichi?"

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