I walked out of the room and I bumped into Kyouko Kirigri. "I'm sorry," you blushed. "Its okay," she replied "come on everyone is in the cafeteria." We walked to the cafeteria. The conversation just was about areas that were opened or closed off. People complaining about being locked up. After some time Celes decided to call it a night to shower before nighttime. "What A waste of time," I mumbled "I'm calling it a night too." "Where do you think your going commoner," Togami scoffed. "To shower in my room," I sighed "besides its not like theres better stuff to do. I rather not hear complaining." You walked away and headed to the dormitory hall.
'What room was mine again.' Monokuma appear. "Are you wondering which is your room," he laughed "pupupupu, its the one with a bell on it. Its a room for the lovely couple." "WHATTTT!!" you tried the key, "what does this mean," I asked. "It means what it means." He disappeared under the floor boards. "I have such a headache," I told myself. I locked the door behind me and walked into the shower. I turned to look the restroom door. 'No lock?' After perparing a bath I soon found myself dousing off in the warm, relaxing water.
I woke up in my kimono robe and wet towel on your forehead. "Ufff... ahh...," you sobbed "my head hurts. Wahhh someone changed me again." "Oy vey," a familiar voice echoed through the room, "stay in bed and dont move. You have fever." He took the towel and dipped it in the silverware of water. "T-thank you..." you huffed, "H-how did you get in here?" He placed the towel back on your head. "I have a key to this room," he just glared at you, "In other words we share the same room, bed, shower, etc." 'I see that stupid bear. I wish I could murder that bear.' He laid down next to you."Commoner, brush my hair," he slightly smiled. "When I feel better okay," you blushed, "but can you brush my (h/l) hair though." "Well be grateful that an elite like me is touching you," he smiled. With every stroke he kissed it like making wishes. "My heiress deserves only proper love and care," he continued "with every stroke is a wish. So please wish away." He always acted so cruel in public, but he would never be harsh to me and mean it. "I hope your wish isnt to murder," he smirked, "Thats abusing both of your talents."
