Ndrv3 Oneshots(NO SMUT)

Non-fiction AU Meets The Originals

A/n-I've had this idea sitting at the bottom of my mind for quite a while, so I'm happy that I'll finally be able to use it! By the way, I felt really unproductive, so...that's why I double uploaded!

WARNINGS: UNCENSORED CUSSING, GORE, GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS, AND 18+ TOPICS.

Ships: Oumota, Amasai, Angie x Kaede, Tsumugi x Tenko.

Danganronpa does exist, but it isn't popular among class 79. They don't really have much of a reason to live, except each other. I guess that this will be mostly Kokichi's POV, but it may vary. They will be meeting the originals from after the game, so dead people will pop up, in their..dead forms. All at once.

This...is gonna be chaos..I hope you enjoy..

Kokichi's POV

I walk into the classroom, late as always. Nobody pays attention, anyways. First period today was technology, or media, as they've changed it to. I hate the new name, because it shares the same name as the library period. I knew that the teachers were trying to screw with our heads, so I never complained. Teachers sucked ass. They only knew how to mess with the minds of highschoolers, and they didn't even teach us anything. I'm slightly grateful that my mother decided to start making me study for college level topics.

I walked to my usual seat, which was somehow not occupied. Usually, someone would always walk from their computer seat to mine once they saw me walk into the room. Then, I saw who was holding the seat for me.

It was my boyfriend, Kaito Momota. I gave him a small smile, and he gave me a cheeky grin, as if to say, 'I bashed some skulls in!'. I sat in my seat, and gave him a quick peck on the lips to say thank you. His face turned red, and he looked back at his computer screen, where he was coding something. I noticed the pattern of my whacky hair, so I decided to question him on it.

"Kaito? What is my hair pattern doing on your coding app?" I whispered to him.

He bit the inside of his lip, as if he didn't want me to know. I was about to take back the question, when he answered.

"You always mentioned about how mentally strong you wanted to be. As a previous danganronpa fan, I wanted to make that wish come true, even if it was a work of fiction.." Kaito sighed, allowing me to look fully at his computer screen.

I squealed quietly. I saw a 8 bit version of me, in a completely different outfit, and a way more happier attitude!

"Thank you, Kaito!" I whispered joyfully.

He gave a small smile, similar to mine, but far from what he usually did. The other person next to me, Shuichi Saihara, grabbed my arm, and pulled me back into my seat.

"S-sorry..O-ouma-kun.. I s-saw the teacher c-coming.." Shuichi whispered. He seemed as if he was panicking, all because he tried to get me out of any sort of trouble.

I patted his head, and smiled. 

"Don't worry, Shuichi! I'll tell Kaito what your intentions were, and he won't be angry!" I whispered.

He nodded, and turned back to his screen, where he was doodling a little flower on google draw. I'll admit, it was adorable how he was still innocent minded at the age of 16, yet still looked so traumatized.

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The day ended, like any other normal day. I walked home with Kaito, since his house was across from mine. I smiled, wondering how my aunt would react if I came home early for once. Usually, I was stuck at school late tutoring some of the underclassmen, but Shuichi took that burden from me for a day.