Multiverse Mashup

Danganronpa!Verse: Burns tell stories

Danganronpa!Verse. (My version) Hope you enjoy it.
Eri - Ink (female)
Yume - Dream (male)
Kenshi - Blue (male)

The story behind Eri's burned hands.

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Eri sighs as she works on her sculpture. She tries to find comfort in the details of glazing. She loves the glazing part, a different type of art other than sculpting. The ultimate artist, she hates her title. The amount of backlash she's gotten from it, she hates it. Of course, she'll never be as great as the past ultimate artist, but this is who she is.

She finds it better to have people think she's only good at sculpting. She smiles as she touches up the eyes. So blue, cool like a dip in the pool in summer. Brown like chocolate, she stops herself from blushing. Kenshi has been so kind to her, it makes her heart beat weirdly, and so does Yume. She feels so lucky to have them, despite these circumstances and Yume's emotional outbursts. No one has ever been so kind to her.

She switches out the brushes to get her fine tip paint brush, she licks her lips before placing the tip between them. Getting the finest point she can. She looks around to find her ivory black and clear glazes. Eri gets out of her chair before wandering over to her kiln, she glances inside to make sure everything is out.

She smiles before pulling out her smaller sculptures of planets and molecules. They're glossy and finished. She's planning on giving them to her new friends: Toshiro and Sora. She places them on the table before looking at her smaller dragon. She goes to grab it before grunting in anger.

"Goddammit, there must've been glazed on the bottom!"

She growls, Eri should've known better than to let Yume paint it. That was hours of work lost if she can't get it unstuck. Her anger dies down, she couldn't say no to his puppy eyes. She sighs before starting to heat her kiln. If there's a chance she can get it unstuck, she'll risk the sculpture exploding... Again. She closes the kiln before moving to grab her glazes again. She pours them into small bowls before moving back to her station for glazing. She smiles as she moves back to her seat, her brush now full of the clear glaze as she goes over the armor in specific areas to give it a special shine as if it was just buffed that day. 

She's about to add some clear glaze to the ruby on his sword when the doors to her studio slam open. She yelps as her brush flies from her hand and lands on the floor, ruining the point. She growls and quietly swears under her breath as she picks it up. A loud cry grabs her attention from the brush and she looks at the door as she places her brush in the cup of water to wash the dirt off of it. 

"Yume? What are you doing here?"

Yume huffs with tears in his eyes as he puffs his cheeks out in anger. He slams her doors shut before shouting in anger. She flinches before calming herself to have a steady hand. She looks up and blinks at him a few times. He stares back at her from where he stands. He stares at her, how beautiful she looks, looking up at him through her lashes. The slight nervous expression on her face. It almost dispels his anger immediately. He glares for a moment.

"How could you?!" She flinches from his tone. He sits at her table as she tries to focus on her art. "You're cheating on me?!"

She arches a brow. They aren't dating. No one has ever loved her before. She dips her now-dried brush into the clear glaze once more. "Cheating? Yume, we're not dating. And who would I cheat with? As far as I know, I haven't even kissed anyone before." She murmurs her confession with a pang of bitterness. A great reminder that she'll die before she even falls in love with her prince (or princess, she's not picky). 

Yume growls. "How could you ever say that?! You're mine, Eri! You're Kenshi's and mine! You should know this by now! How could you?! You're hurting me, Eri!" Tears roll down his cheeks as his words slur together into sobs.