What would the world be if Junko Enoshima only loves the unpredictable?
No obsession over despair.
No hating hope.
But both? Both hope and despair. So long that it gives something unkown.
....
After all does not both bring unpredictability? Why woul...
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It's been weeks, and nothing had happened yet.
Honestly the young redhead couldn't help but thought that it was a surreal dream that was made by her subconscious out of desperation.
She could only sigh in disappointment, while looking at her window in her bedroom in boredom.
"Jun-.... Junko?? Sis?-
The red haired was still distracted by her thoughts that she unknowingly ignored the girl who was calling out to her. The girl who seems to be wanting attention looks about the same age as the red haired girl who is the age of 6, her looks are average with some noticeable freckles across her face, has a bob black hair and has to two pair of slanted gray eyes.
When the black haired girl saw the redhead was not listening to her, she couldn't help but pout at being ignored. Sure she is the 'older twin' but since the redhead was so smart and mature like, it was hard not to act like a child infront of the redhead.
"Junko!!"
Finally the black haired screamed as loud as she can in hopes on getting the redhead's attention. Of course it seems that she regretted it instantly when she clamps her mouth shut with her palms, not daring to speak anymore.
The redhead named 'Junko' flinched slightly at the volume but otherwise unfaze, but though Junko quickly glared at black haired girl for her rude actions.
"Seriously Mukuro can't you just waited patiently for me?" Junko asked a little annoyance seeping in her tone while looking at the now identified girl named 'Mukuro'.
Mukuro for her part stammered while flushing red out of embarrassment. Quickly mumbling apologies after apologies to Junko.
The redhead just sighed at her, making Mukuro stop mumbling and look down at her feet only staying silent when she saw Junko's look.
"So what do you want?" Junko asked her, while Junko for her part examined her 'older sister's' behavior.
Mukuro seems a little hesitant at Junko's simple question and couldn't help but stutter her answer.
"Er- uhm.... S-sis? There seems t-to be a festival near by.. I was just hoping.. that you'll accompany me to g-go
there..?" After saying that, Mukuro couldn't help but duck her head and was full of embarrassment.
'oh how am I so stupid! And why did I even use formal speech!! Of course Junko wouldn't want to g-
"Sure."
"..?"
Mukuro seems to be confused.
"Err... Beg pardon?"
"I said yes. Honestly Mukuro were basically using the same language what's so hard to get?" Junko couldn't help but let irritation clouds her eyes while her face only held a blank look, but despite it Junko who was looking at her with her normal blank stare. Mukuro couldn't help but flushed again feeling utter embarrassment at her self.
"....sorry." Mukuro whispered sadly.
Junko seeing this couldn't help but let another sigh at her older sister's pathetic shaking form. While she can't really blame her older sister's behavior, she also can't tolerate how weak she seems. Of course that's a story for another time, so she decided to give Mukuro some slack and let her have some fun.
"Come on, enough with your crying face and let's go. You don't wanna be seen by those bastards crying will you?" Junko asked while pulling Mukuro's arm to follow her outside.
Mukuro was surprised by her sisters abrupt action and immediately felt a tiny surge of joy when Junko agreed to come with her.
She sniffled for the last time in hopes at stoping her from crying anymore and directly went out along with her younger sister to the festival.
