Danganronpa 2.5: The Butterfly Effect | NAGITO X READER (fem)|

Opening Up

Y/N POV

I spent the remainder of my day in the cottage, as did the rest of the group. We all felt burnt by each other, no one was looking forward to the tension in the dining hall, but dinnertime came... And we had to eat. We ate in silence until Hajime finally spoke, "With all this chaos, we havent even gotten around to exploring the new island. How about we set out first thing tomorrow?"

"Oh, give it up. We clearly don't trust eachother, we're better off in our cottages." Akane replied, seeming more jaded now than before.

It was silent after that. I ate fast then hurried to grab a tray for Nagito as I made my way to his room.

"I don't know why I'm here, but I'm here." I said, sitting down as I handed him his tray. He could barely hold it due to his restraints, yet he still thanked me for getting him breakfast.

"So, what did you want?" I asked, feeling a bit standoffish.

He smiled and motioned me to sit next to him. I didn't move a muscle, I just let him speak as I stood there. "I meant when I said I wanted to learn what hope was from you. I assumed everyone would gain hope the same way I would, but now I want to learn to give you hope in the way that you need it."

My smile was involuntarily, and before I knew it, I was sitting next to him, waiting for him to continue.

"So... If there's despair because of the killing game, then that makes hope exist? Hope in having me on your side? Is that what hope is?" He asked, pathetically trying to grab his food.

I began to feel more relaxed, shaking my head no as I brought the bread to his mouth. "Nagito, that's not all hope is. It doesn't only have the right to exist in the face of despair. I felt hope when we met on the beach before this all went down. I hoped we could be good friends, even when we waved to each other back at Hope's Peak Academy, I hoped I had made my first friend in high school. Even when things are going well, hope can exist in purely happy times."

He leaned in, completely fascinated as he waited for me to continue.

"When the killing games we're announced, yes I hoped you would be by my side. But that hope already existed long before despair came into the equation. Even now, I hope that you understand me... and I hope that you can rebuild that trust we lost. I know, I shouldn't hold hope for that. It's immoral to want to make amends with you... but here I am. I couldn't tell you why. Hope makes us do crazy things I guess."

Without noticing, I had begun to let my guard down. "Maybe I'm desperate to hope for something. I'm afraid of everyone here... including you. But I once felt safest with you... Maybe it's a horrible idea, but I don't want to go through these killing games alone. I hope that deep down you are the person I thought you were and I won't have to worry about dying at the hands of anyone outside that door."

The weight of my emotions hit me hard in that moment and I turned my back to him. I felt so conflicted.

I suddenly saw his restrained hands pass my eyes as he lifted his arms over my head and hugged me from behind. My entire face turned red as I struggled to burst free of his hold. "N-Nagito!!"

"Hm?" He noticed my reaction and lifted his arms back over my head, placing them back at his side. "Sorry, I just could tell you really needed a hug... Maybe not from me though."