Danganronpa Scenarios/Preferences

Dr2 - Feelings/Ask Out

Hajime Hinata

Every time you hang out with him, it was like you were living in one of your stories. He gave you so many ideas that he eventually was talking to you as white noise. He thought he was talking to a brick wall but his voice was calming to you. It wasn't like he was getting sick of it or anything he just wanted to hear you talk again instead of a quiet hum or 'yeah' that you let out. 

He thought he'd test you. Here's the thing. Hajime has liked you for a while. From afar and then hid feelings grew beautifully from there. He couldn't tell you an exact date since he started liking you but it's been a while and he knew he needed to confess, the perfect time was now. While you weren't listening. Hajime began rambling on about random things while you typed. It all began to blur. Too focused on how the girl kisses the guy to almost not realize "I like you." You paused typing. You almost typed what he said but you looked up at him. "Do you actually or did you say that because you thought I wasn't listening?" His face flushed red which caused a smirk to spread across your face. "Well?" "Maybe a bit of both?" You licked your lips bringing your eyes to look into his. He caught himself almost fainting but he composed himself. "I like you too." He smiled and looked at his lap. Too afraid to meet your gaze. His phone went off which caused him to regain his composure. "I'm sorry, my friends need me. Same time tomorrow?" You brought your computer back to your lap and looked at Hajime as he walked to your door. "Hey Hajime?" He looked at you. "If your friends ask, tell them you were with your boyfriend/girlfriend/partner." He smiled brightly and nodded. Too scared his voice would give away how much of an effect you had on him. 

Nagito Komaeda

He liked you. He made it obvious to anybody. Even you knew. A part of you was scared of it but you changed as soon as you heard the way your friends treated him. "I can't believe he likes you (Y/n)." Your eyebrows furrowed at them "Why?" "He's weird and scary. He literally goes on about hope all the time like it's going to change something. He's annoying and he's always muttering at the back of the class. He's literally just here by luck he's such a low life. He doesn't deserve to be here. Like at all." You scoffed and walked away. You've gotten used to having him around and the glares from talking to him have stopped getting to you. Now, you're ready to throw everything out of the window. Why? Because he is more real than your friends were. A part of you thought they were looking out for you but they've never spoken to him and he wasn't that bad. So you did the only thing you could think of, reciprocate his feelings. It wouldn't be a lie, it would just be hitting two birds with one stone.

Nagito was in class. He wasn't alone. 'This is going to be interesting.' You thought to yourself before walking into the class room and placing both of your hands on his desk. "Hello (Y/n), how have you..." You cut him off by saying "I like you. Would you consider going out with me?" He paused for a moment and the class went dead silent. Everyone who was beginning to leave stopped. "Umm, are you sure?" You took a deep breath through your nose and crossed your arms over your chest. "Yes, I'm sure." He smiled brightly. Creepy if you weren't used to seeing it but you were. "I like you too so yes." Everyone cheered. A reaction you weren't expecting but you were thankful for. It was like a weight came off your shoulders and you let out a sigh of relief.  The scene was over so people began leaving with their friends. That left the two of you. "I'll buy you lunch since you always buy it for a piece of trash like me." He said with a smile. You rolled your eyes. "Nagito, we talked about this." "Right." He put his bag on his shoulder. "I'm beautiful." "Better." You walked to lunch with him.