Y/n was a typical girl who enjoyed playing games during her free time. One of the games she loved playing was a visual novel named Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc. It was supposed to be a regular day for her until she was mysteriously pulled into t...
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Hello! I've recently gotten back into the game and read a couple of fics, so I thought I'd make my own because the ones I read for THH were terrible! A couple of things before we start, it is sort of OC because the character has an appearance, but only because it's a crossover fic If you want more frequent updates then follow me on my Quotev ChanyeolKangjeon Enjoy!! ✩̣̣̣̣̣ͯ┄•͙✧⃝•͙┄✩ͯ•͙͙✧⃝•͙͙✩ͯ┄•͙✧⃝•͙┄✩̣̣̣̣̣ͯ
Y/n sighed as she gazed at the screen in front of her.
Academy had been let out for the day, but she wasn't as enthusiastic as she was when she was stuck in the classroom. She had been envisioning all day about arriving home and playing all sorts of games, but now that she was here, the only thing she was doing was playing chess against what she assumed to be a robot, but she could never really tell. It was moments like this when Y/n wished she wasn't so bashful.
She hoped that she could find those nerds that people in series or video games would converse about so she would have someone to geek over...well, stories and video games with. She was presently home alone because her mother was on a company trip and her father was perpetually traversing to different parts of the world for his job as a Formula One photographer.
"I might as well get up and go grocery shopping before the typhoon hits," Y/n muttered as she stood up and brushed the crumbs off of her lap, where they landed on the floor. Her cat, Jamil, named after the popular Twisted Wonderland version of Jafar, usually would've been there to lick up the crumbs, but Y/n's mother had taken him with her on the business trip. "Dammit. Now I have to vacuum up the floor," Y/n swore, looking down at the crumbs that now littered her once-clean foundation.
Y/n spun on her heel swiftly, preferring to ignore the mess she had made in the little time she'd been home in favour of stocking up on food and snacks. She was planning to gather all of the old games she had collected and play them all until her eyes felt like they were going to pop any minute like she always did when she was supposed to do her assignments.
With a very hesitant sigh and one more sweep around her room to make sure she had everything she needed for her trip to the store, Y/n snatched her coat and left. She opened the screen door and sat down, seizing the shoes that were the most comfortable and the easiest to slip on before finally leaving the house. Y/n's mom and dad both made sure that her bank account had enough money to spend lavishly on whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted. Truth be told, her parents sent the money in hopes that when she went out with friends, she could get whatever she wanted and use the money on her friends as well, but that just wasn't the lass she was.
Y/n would preferably walk to the corner store and buy cheap, already-made meals so that she wouldn't have to leave her room to cook a thing. She wasn't lethargic, per se, but when she was reading, watching her favourite shows, or gaming, she didn't want to have to get up to feed herself.
