Hope | Danganronpa | Naegi x OC

17| She Has A Secret

Naegi's Pov.

"Misaki-san!"

I yelled as I saw her on the floor that is seemed to be knock out, blood stained the pavements as I assumed that it came from her. I crouched on the floor as she was in my arms.

"Misaki-san... what happened? Who attacked you? Tell me!"

"..."

"Misaki-san...." I started to get nervous so I checked her breathing—thank goodness she was still alive.

"...Junko....Mukuro..."

She mumbled, as my eyes widened. 'Junko? Does she mean Enoshima-san? And who's Mukuro...?' I shrugged the thought as I lifted her up in bridal style and walked to my room to aid her.

*Creak*

I entered my room as I placed her on my bed gently, as if she was somewhat fragile and easy to break. Then I went to the bathroom to get soaked towel to wipe the blood on her forehead.

I put aside her hat as I fringe her bangs, witnessing pink liquid on her forehead. Gently, I damped her forehead with soaked towel as it slowly started to disappear.

"Geez, what the heck happen to you?"
I mumbled as I continued to damped the towel on her forehead, afterwards I put an bandage around her head as it seemed to be she's find now.

I sat down on the chair beside my bed that is currently being occupied by Misaki-san as I stared at her while she's sleeping peacefully.

"I hope she's alright,"

I turned my head as I saw the violet book that she held earlier, it was stained with pink blood so I decided to wipe out the liquid staining the book. Somehow the book made me curious so I opened the book without Misaki-san's permission.

The pages were filled with music notes, I can't seem to understand why this book was entitled as Death Note despite its just filled with notes? Pretty odd, isn't it?

I closed the book as I didn't understand any of it, maybe that's why she chose this book... because its filled with music scores and notes.

"Ugh... that hurts," I heard someone groaned, I turned my head as I saw Misaki-san seating up while rubbing her temples that has a bandage.

"Naegi? W-Where am I?!" She asked me as she turned to my direction, surprised.

"I coincidently saw you laying on the pavements through the hallways, I was surprised that your blood spluttered on the floor... so I decided to lift you up and tend your wounds."

"I see... so your the one who put this bandages on my forehead,"

"Correct,"

"Hmm... let me tell you this: I won't say my gratitude because I don't owe you one," You can't really be honest at least once, huh?

"...But, this time is an exception, don't feel so special though!"

"Yeah, yeah."

"....Thank you, Naegi..." She smiled, causing me to blushed furiously.

"N-No, it's nothing! I just c-can't leave you laying there! B-But, your welcome though..."

Seeing her smile like this is kind of... unexpected, to me she likes to act tough and tomboyish, and to see that side of her is kind of... I don't know the right word but adorable?

"So what were you doing out there during night hours?"

"...Not telling,"

"Why? Don't you trust me?"