Danganronpa One-Shots (1,2,3,v3)

Hajime Hinata × Reader (CT) [Seasons Greetings]

(A/N): This is Christmas themed. CT. I'm holding off some requests to get some of these in. Okay, Leggggo, Egggggoooosss!!!

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"Hajime..! I don't wanna play hide and seek anymore! I miss you!" You wandered the empty halls of school, searching for your old friend.

"Aww... Okay, fine!" The young brunette jumped out from behind a chair oddly placed in the hall.

You ran up to him, watching as his arms spread to embrace your little body.

"Mr. Hinata. Ms./Mr. (L/N). What do you think you're doing here after hours?" Ms.Yellavitch asked the two, walking in on their moment.

"I-I-I-" you both stumbled over your words.

"Head over to the principals office, kids." She pointed behind her with her index finger. "Sorry." The teacher made her way to the rear entrance doors to leave.

"C'mon, Hajime.." you mumbled, looking him over for any signs of defeat.

"Y-Yeah.." he took a moment to catch his breath. "But.. uh, (N)?" He looked at you with his olive colored eyes.

"What is it?" You looked back at him.

"I-" he was cut off by a voice coming from in front of them.

"Hajime. (N)." He looked Hajime over. "It's a shame, son." The principal leaded the two of you into his office. For the last time at that school.

~○~Years Later~○~

After that day, Hajime's parents decided that I was a bad influence on their son, and moved away to Canada. He was taken to a different school. Away from me. My seven year old heart couldn't take it. His couldn't, either. Soon enough, a scout from hopes peak discovered my talent as a comedian.

"(N)?" Celeste asked.

"What?" I let out a sigh. It was the Christmas season, already, and another year without seeing Hajime.

"Are you gonna send that note out again?" She winked. Celeste had been my best friend for a year so far, and she's almost like a carbon copy of myself.

"I know he's not coming back. But, sure. Why the hell not?" Celeste was talking about the only wish I had had for every year now after he had left.

"Okay, here is the paper." Her red glossy nails gripped onto a floral designed paper with little noche buenas on it. (The white/red flower things)

"Uh, just some notebook paper will do?" Celeste looked a bit disappointed when I turned it down, but she was fine with it.

"I just thought that you might need something fancier for them to listen." She winked again and patted my back.

My letters had always been sent to Hajime's family, since they might listen to my pleads, but it never worked. "We both know that his family will never listen to me." I gave her a sad smile, yet I still began to write the note out.

It was always similar to the one I had sent last year, and the year before. Hajime had told them where they were moving and sent a letter Every Time they moved, since his parents didn't let him have my number. They had left just the day before Christmas. Like a nightmare before Christmas. Though I always wrote them a note before that day, it ends up arriving Christmas Eve.

"Pass me that calligraphy pen." I asked Celeste, pointing to an old-fashioned pen on top of my drawer. I held my hand out above me for her to hand it to me.