Mondo Owada x reader [without you]

pain and confusion

Mondo's P.O.V
"Mondo could I talk to you for a minute?", Kyoko let out. "What's the matter?", I let out, just waiting until I could finally go back and let my anger and sadness out. "Here. I found this in the pocket of Y/N's pants while I was investigating. I didn't bring it to the trial since it wasn't necessary but I still think that you should have it", Kyoko let out, handing me some folded papers. "thanks", I replied in a monotone voice and stuffed it carefully into the pockets of my coat. "Don't you want to open it up?", she asked me. "I'll do it in private", I let out, heading off as well. 
Once I arrived in my room, I closed the door and kicked against it, screaming out a lot "fuck". I unfolded the papers Kyoko gave me and took a look at it. my eyes widened. It was the promised tattoo design they drew for me and wanted to give the evening. This hurt so god damn much- I ignored any kind of thoughts and looked at the second one. those were random sketches. I didn't even know that Y/n drew these- With a slightly shaking hand, I turned the page and saw something written on it. 

I don't even know why I write this, I mean in the end no one  else is going to read this anyways. I just don't know how to feel anymore, I don't really know what to exactly think anymore- this whole situation is just so confusing and stressing, especially since Taka died. But I am just so god damn happy that I have Mondo who cares for me. Without him, I would probably have already lost my mind completely and I am thankful that he is there for me and I can't really describe how important he became to me. Though there is something that I haven't told him yet- I already wanted to tell him that-

And then the note stopped, multiple small blood drops covering the lower part of the paper. I could already imagine why they couldn't finish the paragraph that was written on the other side of the sheet. 
shit I couldn't take all of this- I let the sheets down onto my desk and kicked against the wall, screaming out loud while I felt a few warm tears, slowly rolling down both of my cheeks. I couldn't believe they weren't there anymore- And I didn't want to fucking believe that. Especially after I promised them that I would take care of them and protect them- I kicked against the wall once again before sliding down the wall with my back, not giving a shit about containing my sadness. In here only this bastard Monokuma would be able to see me anyways. I took a look at the bed. Just this morning I laid there with y/n and now- FUCK. I took a look at the big ass clock in my dorm. Since this was some hours before nighttime, it was really late by now. Must've been around 3 am or so, so it was no use to sleep. I wouldn't be able to anyways. 

Your P.O.V
As I opened up my eyes again, some kind of door was opened. I squeezed my eyes shut since the light shining directly into my face was bright. A woman opened it. I was laying in a kind of coffin just- not a coffin. It was mostly transparent. Confused, I sat up. Wasn't I just- didn't I just die?  I looked down at my body and there was no knife holing my stomach. I looked around the room. Around a large kind of machine you would usually only find in science fiction movies, were 16 kind of coffins, including mine. In some of them still laid some humans but when I looked directly, those were the ones I was in the killing game with. 
I looked to my right to see a woman with long, dark blue hair and glasses. "Oh you finally woke up", she let out. "what? wasn't I just in the killing game and why am I not dead-?", I let out in response, extremely confused. "Okay okay I know this is confusing in the first moments but there is a reasonable explanation for this. This is a social experiment. You were all laid in those things which mainly works like virtual reality just better. Some of you, so the Ultimates, signed a contract to participate in this and of course, you didn't know anything when you joined the world, to make the experiment realistic. this killing game was scripted and at no point real and I am one of the people that wrote the script. Of course, you should have heard the others talk about the mastermind and this person obviously didn't lose their memory", the woman let out. "So- none of the ones that participated died here?", I asked. "Exactly. This was casted to the TV the whole time and the only reason that the police or your parents or so didn't show up and tried to save you is simply the fact that this was never real and everyone knew about this", she replied. 

I took some time to realize what was going on but I eventually understood that. The woman explained everything in detail to me and kindly answered all of my questions. "Well, if you want to watch the trial, then come with me", she let out. I stood up and closed the opening of the kind of coffin and followed the woman whose name apparently was Tsumugi. 
As we arrived, I saw a large room which reminded me of the room in a cinema where a movie was playing. On the seats were the others that died up to now, including Taka. I was happy that I could at least see Taka again. I sat down next to him and talked with him. He asked me if I knew who my killer was and as I said no, he spoke up again. "Well I guess then we will see- We mainly only see the mornings, investigations, victims and the trials", he explained. Well I would be worrying a lot if the things we did in our free time and in our dorms was casted into the TV- I was somehow relieved that only the things that were related to the cases were shown. 
Eventually, I leaned myself back and just watched, not really wanting to wait until the end that I could see Mondo again. But luckily, I would see him in the end again anyways. 

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