House of Memories (Danganronpa X Male Reader)

1.13 - 2nd Chances

Y/N POV

October 15th 2012

I had to leave the class to calm down. Once I was far enough away, I started to run down the hall. I leaned back against a wall.

On the wall were posters that promoted a variety of things. The Hope's Peak Winter Dance, all of the Hope's Peak sports teams, and reminders to prepare for the Practical Exams.

I couldn't be dealt any of that right now. I know I shouldn't do what I'm about to do, given my illness, but I'm going to do it anyway.

I've never done this before, so I'm a little scared of how my body will react. Especially since my lungs aren't in the best place right now to begin with.

I lifted up my shirt and reached for a pack of cigarettes on the inside of my pants. It was a pack of Newport to be more specific.

I know how to get just about anything. Cigarettes are relatively easy to get a hold of.

I took one out and stuck the orange end in my mouth. I took out a lighter from my other pocket and lit the cigarette, but the tobacco fell out, making me audible the word "Fuck".

The second one was more successful. I took a huff, maybe two huffs, and blew out the smoke. But the second the smoke was blown out I started to cough violently.

I called up my fist and coughed into it. Just from one huff, it felt like my lungs were begging and screaming for my mercy.

Like I said, I know I shouldn't be smoking. But oddly enough, it was still a little satisfying despite the initial pain.

Despite the fact this is harmful to my already hurt lungs, I took another hit from the cigarette. When I exhaled, it still made me cough, but not as bad as the first time.

On the third hit, there was no cough that followed. And this time I felt oddly at ease.

While on this "smoke break", I've been thinking about all that has happened today. From waking up late, to being confronted by the gate guards, to Juzo informing me that big shit is about to go down, to getting into a fight with Akane, and what just happened in the classroom when it was all said and done.

I don't know how much longer I have before I fully crash out. For all this time, the class did get on my nerves, but there were still a few good people I could tolerate, such as Sonia, Peko, Mikan, and Chiaki. Soda is cool, but he tries way too hard to get Sonia. And Fuyuhiko is one of the more sane ones despite being a Yakuza.

But Mahiru? I don't understand how I'm the bad guy when she was actually trying to defend Hiyoko for calling Mikan a whore.

Thinking about it now, I shouldn't have called her a bitch. But sometimes you have to tell someone a certain thing to get a point across.

I don't know what I'm gonna do. The class is driving me crazy to the point where I'm about to crash out, my roommates in Gundham and Nagito are super crazy, and the fact that Chisa allowed Akane and Nekomaru to continue fighting was fucked up. I love my sister, but she should have gotten them to stand down.

I took another hit from my cigarette; this time, it was more conscious. I know these things are the leading factors in lung cancer, but the way I see it, I'm gonna be dead soon anyway, so it doesn't matter to me. Besides, the chemicals beat it to the punch.

But back to this class; after what just happened, I'm seriously thinking about dropping it. I know that it would disappoint Chisa, but for my own sanity, it's definitely a real option.

I just don't fucking know anymore. I never wanted to come to this goddamn school at all. I just don't know what to do anymore.

Chiaki: "Y/N!? Where are you?"