Hopeful Blacksmith (Danganronpa 1 x OC)

Chapter 31: Free Time Event #8 (Only features Toko so yeah)

(A/N: This only features Toko because the others' events will be in the Chapter 5 so for all you Toko simps/fans, here you are :3)

-TOKO FUKAWA-

I hung out with Toko in the staff room, looking at the flowers silently. Out of nowhere, Toko started muttering something to herself.

"Take r-responsibility..."

"Responsibility? Me...?"

"I've been t-trapped in here too long. There's nothing to do. The boredom's s-started killing me... So I thought maybe I could write my n-next novel... The p-pinnacle of romance literature! But I c-can't do it..."

"Why not?"

"I've got writer's b-block... My powers of delusion are i-in a complete slump...! This has never h-happened before..."

"Your... powers of delusion.... Okay, why did it happen?"

"You d-did! When you opened up all those o-old wounds!"

"Why are you blaming me!?"

"Ghh...! I can't t-take it anymore! No more writing for me! I'm r-retiring!"

"Retiring? Don't just give up now! You have so much potential...!"

"No, I'm d-done. I was never all that good i-in the first place...! And now I don't have the m-motivation or willpower anymore, e-either..."

Damn... It's like she's haunted by all those ghosts of her past...

"Listen, Toko, why did you start writing?"

"Why I started...?"

"Yeah, why you started writing at all. Reflect on that, and I'm sure it'll give you at least a little motivation."

"...It all started...w-with a single love letter."

"A love letter...? How cute!"

"When I was in e-elementary school, I...fell in l-love for the first time... He was a f-friend of mine. There weren't any feelings a-at first. He was the only boy I c-could talk to without getting h-hung up... But then he told me...h-his family was moving to Shikoku... As soon as he said that, I could f-feel my chest start to tighten... At first I d-didn't even understand what I was feeling. It was a t-total mystery... B-But I was too embarrassed to tell him h-how I felt directly. So instead...I wr-wrote him a love letter. And then..."

"And then...?"

"The next day, the d-day he left...I saw he'd hung the letter up o-on the school bulletin board..."

"Huh!?"

"I got to talk to him a-again later on... Apparently h-he hated the fact that I talked to h-him so much... All the other kids u-used to make fun of him for it... I guess that was his revenge, to sh-show the world my letter r-right before running off...!"

"That's so sad..."

"But one of the t-teachers that read the letter...said I h-had a talent for writing... And that's what s-sparked my interest in writing."

"Well, that was... interesting."

"Grrhh! And now I dug up TH-THAT terrible memory! It's all your f-fault! All this trauma...! It's all p-pointless! I'll never write another sublime love story ever ag-again!"

"Why don't you try writing something besides romance stuff?"

"...Huh?"

"What I mean is, why don't you just write about what you're actually feeling? Write from the heart."

"You're saying I sh-should take these feelings of anger and e-emptiness...and turn them into a novel?"

Honestly, I think that'd probably do her a lot of good...

"Aha...ahaha! That's n-not a bad idea...! Fine! I'm g-gonna do it! Write from the h-heart! Ahaheeheha...! I...I'm gonna d-do it! Ahohuhehueh...!"

Toko dragged her screeching laughter behind her as she ran off.

Well...she definitely seems motivated. But is that a good thing...?