[Old] Never let go, Never Runaway (Oumasai)

Talk to me

pls read: please do not vote/comment on this story anymore. It makes me SUPER uncomfortable. I hate the person i was when i wrote this story and it just brings back back memories.

Kokichi's POV:

My conscience suddenly awoke to the sound of my alarm. It was Monday. Another week in hell. Last week I was kinda forced to move out of my parent's house. They kicked me out so I had to move in with my uncle. He's nice. Better than them but I'm still gonna miss my parents even with everything they've done to me.

I get out of my sleeping bag. I still haven't set up my bed. I go through one of my bags to get my clothes. I'm planning on cleaning and setting up my new room today after school.

I put on my uniform and go downstairs.

I see my uncle in the kitchen reading his mail before he looks up at me. He looks like me but his hair is turning lighter due to old age and its shorter. He's also taller and wider than me.

"Heya Kokichi." He says in a calm tone waving to me.

I wave back. "Hello," I reply.

He stretches. "So what do you want for breakfast. Like I'll make you something if you're really hungry

I shake my head. "Oh no, it's fine." I rub my eyes. "I usually just eat at school."

He looks at me. "You sure?" He asks concerningly.

I nod my head.

He chuckles. "Well alright. Best you get to school before you're late!" He reminds me.

I walk out of the door.

That was just a lie though. The school doesn't serve breakfast.

I walk down the sidewalk. His house is closer to the school than my old house so the walk is shorter. To most people, that's a blessing but for me, it's bad. No one in my class likes me. I usually hang out with my friend in the grade above me, Makoto but lately, we haven't really talked because, I think he and Byakuya, another boy in the grade above me are in some sorta romantic relationship. Good for them but now I'm alone again.

It's honestly not that bad. I don't have to talk to anyone. I can just be alone on my phone at lunch and break and no one even tries to bother me during class so it's basically paradise.

**

I made it to school. I very nervously opened the door. I wasn't scared or anything I just wanted to go back home. When I did the sound of students talking blasted through my ears. God everyone here is so fucking annoying.

I walked to my locker without trying to make eye contact with anyone.

I entered the code into my locker and opened it. But before I could grab my stuff, Someone had shut my locker. "Suck a dick Kokichi, I need more room." Says Miu while opening her own locker.

She always did this. I wasn't too surprised. "Hurry the fuck up," I muttered under my breath.

She had all of her books so, she shut her locker and walked into our classroom.

I opened my locker and went to class.

I sat down in my seat. I sit in the middle row. I sit in between Maki and Shuichi. Maki was quiet and she didn't really talk to me unless she had to so I just left her alone. Shuichi was nice though. We didn't really talk because he sat by his friends Kaede and Kaito so I just left him alone.

Kaede and Katio weren't here yet so Shuichi began talking to me. "Hello, Kokichi!" He greeted.

I looked at him. "Hi," I said weakly. I didn't feel like talking. I just wanted to think. I miss mom and dad.

"So," Shuichi started. "What did you do over the weekend?" He asked trying to start a conversation.

Oh! Uh... What the hell was I supposed to say? Like Shuichi is nice and all but I don't want him to know what actually happened over the weekend. 

I took a deep breath. "We didn't really do anything." I lied.

Shuichi smiled. "Yeah, me neither heh."

I could tell he didn't want to drag this talk on for longer than it had to be. I grabbed my sketchbook from my side and opened it.  Drawing was like free therapy to me.

I drew my OC's. They're in a group called D.I.C.E. I made them up. I gave them uniforms that contained a checkered bandana around their necks, white pants, and a white button-up jacket with different colored buttons going down the front.

I also drew myself in one of these uniforms. In my fictional world, I was the most powerful person in the group.

"Whatya Drawing Ouma-Kun?" Ask Shuichi.

Oh shit. I quickly covered my sketchbook. I found it a little embarrassing when people looked at my drawings.

I put the sketchbook back in with my stuff quickly. "Nothing." I quickly said.

Shuichi let out a little chuckle.

The teacher walked in and class started.

A/n: HEY!! If you're here from my Saiki story hello!! I will try and make the chapters here a bit longer honestly because I like danganronpa better than Saiki. :)) New chapter coming soon

Song recommendation: Talk to Me by Cavetown.