Danganronpa: Nagito x Reader (PLZ READ DESC. AND A/N)

Chapter 1 - Worries and Work

You panicked as you paced around your room. It wasn't fair. Your little brother always gets his way, and never gets in trouble for anything. He could burn the whole house down and your mom would blame you instead of him. You finally sat down on your bed, and started to take deep breaths, after getting your drawing stuff taken away because you gave your mother an "attitude", you weren't able to calm down, and you didn't want to have to resort to your phone. But soon enough, you gave up and went on your phone, right to Snapchat, and messaged your best friend, Nagito Komaeda. About 5 seconds after you sent him a message, he video-called you, and you guys started to talk.

"Hey, what's wrong? All I saw was 'Hey' with two dots and I knew something was up. I guess I just have that luck, yknow?" he said a little jokingly, trying to get you to at least chuckle, yet you could hear the concern in his voice.

"Nothing, my brothers just ruining my life once again" You said, rolling your eyes, which were now starting to well up with tears.

"No, tell me Y/N, Im worried about you"

"Well, my brother decided to break this really pretty vase my mom had saved for something, and then blamed it on me! So now my frickin' mom took my art stuff, and it's gonna be hard to calm down because, like... You know how much that stuff means to me! I love to draw! It's my only escape from this stupid world!"

"Ya, and for you being 18, you seem better than Leonardo Da Vinci. A worthless scum like me could never do something like that, even with the Ultimate Luck as my talent!" He smirks a little after saying that.

"You're not worthless Nagito, but you gotta remember, I am the Ultimate Artist, but not gonna lie, you do kinda suck at drawing stick men, like people always say they can't, but you, oh my goodness!" You start to laugh and smile, looking into his eyes on the screen.

"Heh, yeah I do suck at it. I've never really been good at it, even when I was a child. Well, do you wanna talk until you gotta go to bed?"

"Yes please!!"

You guys started to talk about whatever came to your mind, no matter how childish, or crazy it was. This was the usual routine for you both. You guys would talk for hours on end, ignoring anyone else who even messaged you while you were on a call together. It was your favorite thing to do together. You would laugh, smile, sometimes even cry together. Everyday, Every week, for the past 5 years. Although Nagito lives very close to you, your mother doesn't really like you seeing him much because of his 'negativity', but you guys don't care, just because that fact alone doesn't mean that'll stop you guys from being best friends. You soon fall asleep on a video call together, and you wake up before Nagito in the morning. That's how it usually happens. You'll wake up, and quickly hide your phone in your pocket, then you'll get ready and while you're doing that you'll quietly wake up Nagito, since he's very quick at getting ready in the morning, and you want him to get as much sleep as he can. He does what he needs to in the morning and then you guys will walk outside and meet up so you can walk to the bus stop together and go to school.

But right now, you guys are doing some work from school from last week together that both of you forgot to do, since it's the weekend you guys wanna make sure all of your work is done. As you guys were almost done with the assignment, it was a little silent between you guys, since you both were focusing pretty hard, but all of a sudden, Nagito blurted out a question.

"Hey, do you really think I'm cool?" he said, sighing afterwards.

"Sorry, what did you say Nagito?" you said, looking at the screen to look into his eyes, and you saw his eyes starting to develop some tears.

"I've just been thinking, I don't really think I'm that cool. I'm just an average normal guy. The only reason I got accepted into this school was just because I got picked by random. By luck. And now I'm just the 'Ultimate Lucky Student'.. Do you really think I'm lucky?" he finished, looking at the screen into your eyes. You could see a couple tears running down his face.