Thank you for waiting! I know it's only been a day, but I'm just excited to write my first fanfic! Hopefully you will all enjoy this. 💖
Also, this is GontOuma fluff (Starts after chapter 2's execution.) ————————————————————————
Everyone was quiet as Kirumi harshly plummeted to her death. Sudden sobs could be heard from the students. Everyone had either broken down or held onto someone. All except one.. Kokichi Oma.
Kokichi's Pov I stared at Kirumi's now dead body. Everyone had broken down in front of me. Though I myself wanted to cry my eyes out, people would've seen and probably tease me about it. I'm not one for being seen as weak or easily affected.. but as my face was completely dull, my feelings were overwhelming. I let a couple of silent tears fall. I was behind everyone and surely they wouldn't notice me. Besides, they wouldn't even care if I was crying. It's not like anyone cares.. Kirumi was a mother figure for me. Though we're in the same age group, she always took care of me and comforted me when I had a breakdown or an anxiety attack. She always knew how to cheer me up. Whenever one of the other students would yell at me or tease me, Kirumi would bring me into the kitchen. She knew I enjoyed cooking, but didn't have very good culinary skills (cooking skills). She taught me how to make a couple of dishes. Kirumi was always there for me since the killing game began. She was someone I could open up to.. not like the others. So I considered her my mom. But here I am.. staring at her corpse.
I walked back to my dorm before everyone. I couldn't stand seeing her like that. It was too much. This was all too much.. the killing game.. the deaths.. the executions.. HER execution.. Damn that monokuma. If only he didn't release that motive.. she wouldn't have left me. She would have been here right now.. hugging me.. whispering sweet nothings as she rubbed my back.
But..
She's gone.
....
'Why did it have to be her..'
'W-why..?'
'WHY?'
Everything was moving around me. Before I could even say anything, my feet collapsed.
. . . . . .
"Mph.." I grumbled as I opened my eyes. I wasn't on the ground.. but I was on something? Huh? "Oh! Friend Kokichi woke up." "Hmm..?" "Gonta?" I asked sleepily. "Gonta was walking to his dorm when he saw friend Kokichi pass out!" "Gonta didn't think it was safe to leave Kokichi on the floor, so he carried you here!" I lifted my head to examine my surroundings. We were outside..? "Ah, but we're almost there. Gonta thought that friend Kokichi needed a place to calm down, so Gonta found a tree away from the school!" Gonta said happily. 'Gonta.. he's always been nice to me, even in cases where he definitely shouldn't have been.' I was too tired to tease him, so I just answered with a small "hm." When he stopped walking, I suppose it was the place Gonta was talking about. I got off of him and viewed the large tree in front of me. I sat down in front of the tree and looked up at the sky. It was as peaceful as Gonta made it sound. "Gonta thinks that friend Kokichi would like this place. Gonta comes here very often to find bugs!" He said with a cheeky smile. 'Adorable.. he's like a little puppy.' "Gonta, do you want to look at the stars with me? I don't really feel like going back to my dorm tonight." I asked softly. I never really talked to Gonta as much before. Although he was oblivious and sorta dumb, he was comforting and listened to me without complaints like others would usually make. "Sure! Gonta like the stars. Does friend Kokichi want to read bug encyclopedia with Gonta too?" "Sure.. that doesn't sound too boring." I replied. Gonta walked towards me and sat down on the grass. Then he said something I didn't expect.. "Gonta know that Kokichi was crying after Kirumi's execution.. Gonta knows how close Kirumi was to Friend Kokichi." Suddenly, I felt arms around me. "Gonta not a smart boy.. but he knows Kokichi needs a friend. Everyone treats Kokichi wrongly. Gonta doesn't like that." At this point I had tears forming in my eyes. "Friend Kokichi can always come to Gonta for help! Gonta sees how Kokichi doesn't show his true feelings." '...' "Thank you Gonta.." I hugged Gonta tightly and sobbed into his shoulder. After a while, I stopped crying. He started to read the book while I viewed the night sky. Gonta let me sit comfortably in between his legs in front of him. After a while, I felt myself drift off to a peaceful sleep.
It was nice knowing I had someone who cared about me.
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