Naegami Oneshots 2.0

Stress

angst ah ha ha

SO QUICK CONTEXT: This is sort of based on a book called My Sister's Keeper. The lawyer in that book has a guide dog, and no one knows what it's for until the end where... the thing happens so.

MAJOR MY SISTERS KEEPER SPOILERS

MASSIVE TW: Seizures, Vomit, other unfortunate seizure symptoms, so please do not be insensitive.

and no Byakuya doesn't have a guide dog.

Byakuya PoV

The murderous bear called us all to the gym, initiating the second motive.

"Okay, okay, okaaaay! I can't wait any longer! Open 'em!" Monokuma clapped his hands as he cackled.

With unnoticeably shaky hands, I peel the envelope open, revealing my worst nightmare.

'Byakuya has seizures due to having a car accident and suffering from head trauma.'

"Wh... What..? How did you know this?" I talk without thinking, stammers and stutters leaving my lips.

"Oh, Byakuya! We know everything about you." Monokuma said, "Everything."

I held back a shaky exhale.

"Aaaanywho! You can all get back to your daily life now. Have fun!"

I've spent most of my life hiding this from everyone. There is NO way I'm letting it out like this.

But I'm not killing someone. I would never stoop so low.

I turn around and walk out, the paper clutched in my hand.

I can't get too worked up. I can't trigger one here. It will kill me.

I sat in my room, staring into the abyss as I reflected on everything. I can't let this go. This secret has been kept beside me and my parents ever since the accident happened.

I am not letting anything get between that.

Then, I decided to blow off some steam, going into the library and reading as I always usually do.

After about 2 hours, there was a knock on the door.

And Ishimaru entered.

"Hello, Togami! We are doing a meeting inside of the cafeteria and it would be wonderful for you to join us!" He bowed in respect.

"No."

"Eh -" He stands straight. "It's important. I would like all students to report there. Please join us, Togami."

And he swiftly leaves.

I try to get my head back into my book, but the words swirling around my head lingered desperately.

I slam my book closed and chuck it against the desk, standing and leaving.

I head down to the dining hall.

Why did he call it a cafeteria?

Whatever.

I open the door, everyone in the room intensly staring at me.