~Junko's pov~
Don't fall in love..
Not again..
God, why couldn't it be simple?
You already lost Yasuke,
You.....
My thoughts were cut off by soft angelic laughter, looking up from my lap and towards the taller male. "Whats so funny hope boy?" I asked in a playful manner towards him, flicking his shoulder so one of his misty green eyes would open.
"Sorry Enoshima-san, trash like me shouldn't be laughing. It's just so shocking to see with with such a serious face.. ah, what a hopeful sight it was." His scratchy voice echoed softly, I rolled my soft baby blue eyes before gently tugging on that swirl looking thing on the top of his head. "No hope rants involving me, Komaeda." Truly, hope was so.. boring, and I didn't want to be compared to it. Those who do are crazy.~Third Person~
The white haired male flinched a bit at the hair tug, chuckling nervously. "Right, my apologies Enoshima-san.. truly, I should respect your wishes. As you are an ultimate." This lead to the hand on him to let go, before going in the females view as to 'check her nails'. "You're an ultimate too, dumbass." She said, before switching to one of those fake personalities, as she herself grew bored of just one. "Seriously, you are an ultimate.. as you too are a symbol of hope that will fall into despair." Yep, it was her 'serious adult' one, who acted so mature.
"I would rather not think of falling into despair, more so.. hope.." The ultimate lucky student begun to drool, placing a long pale hand against his cheek. "You're soooo weird." The bleached haired woman said dramatically, making the other laugh. "Dramatic as always, Enoshima-san." The woman made one of her wide smiles, before the both of them walked away. Laughing, smiling...
Oh the memories.-
this took me sO FUCKING LONG - gomen to whoever reads this!
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Midnight Love { Komashima }
Storie d'amore❝I can't be your midnight love,❞ Hope, despair.. two polar opposites, that cannot exist without the other, To balance eachother out so one doesn't surpass the other, but take them as human beings. Nagito Komaeda, and Junko Enoshima, obsessed with ho...