Mukuro's pov:
I stared at her as i saw her putting her books away in her locker. She's just so perfect, i could stare at her for hours and it wouldn't even feel like time was passing. "Hey Mukuro what are looking at?" My sister was waving her hand in front of my face. "Uh yeah i'm fine just um staring off into space" I said nervously. "Uh hu sure, you sure you're not just being a fag and staring at Maizono?" Junko said in a rude tone of voice. "Junko i don't think you can reclaim that slur" Junko just looked at me and rolled her eyes. "Whatever it's not my problem"
(SORRY IF THIS WAS SHORT I KINDA DON'T HAVE MUCH MOTIVATION TO WRITE)
YOU ARE READING
danganronpa oneshots
Fanfictionstories of my danganronpa ships also ya'll can suggest some stuff if you want
