The killing game was over. It was finally over.
Out of the sixteen students, only three remained. Maki Harukawa, Himiko Yumeno and Shuichi Saihara.
All Shuichi wants is a second chance to save everyone who died. To do things differently, to do thi...
Shuichi immediately reached out to grab Kokichi but the smaller boy was already out of his reach. Kokichi reversed backwards as quickly as he could towards the door. He felt his back against the door then turned around to reach for the handle. Kokichi fumbled with the handle, his hands shaking with pure fear. When he finally got grip on the handle, he attempted to push the door open it but it didn't budge. It was locked.
Even though he knew the door was locked, he couldn't give up. He needed to get out of that room. He needed to escape from Shuichi. He needed to escape from the boy that he had fallen in love with.
Shuichi had no idea what to do. He was petrified and panicking. Kokichi had read the note which he had written including the details of the murders that occurred in the last game and how they had occurred. The murderers and their victims.. everything that had happened.
How could he of been so stupid?!
"..Kokichi.. wait..no!" Shuichi pleaded, his voice shaky.
Kokichi turned his back to Shuichi and suddenly started to bang on the door, shouting as loud as he could "HELP!" "SOMEONE!"
Shuichi started to have a panic attack. His breathing became erratic and he started to grab at his chest his head was beating faster than ever before, it felt like it was on fire. He clawed at his chest and he started to take deep, raspy breaths, the more he panicked, the harder he found it to breathe.
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He started to stagger towards Kokichi, the walls starting to close in on him. His breathing started to become even more rapid and he struggled to breathe. "S-Stop..please!"
Kokichi instantly turned around at the sound of Shuichi's weak and somewhat desperate voice. He saw his opportunity and ran up to Shuichi, punching him as hard as he could across the face, making Shuichi stumble backwards. Kokichi saw his chance and pushed him onto the ground, pressing his foot down as hard as he could onto his chest.
Shuichi looked up at Kokichi and, for the first time this killing game, Kokichi looked ready to kill him. His expression was the definition of pure malice, his eyes had changed from a beautiful light purple to a glaring violet. The expression that he had seen too many times before, "Y-YOU'RE THE MASTERMIND! AREN'T YOU?!" Every part of Kokichi's voice was enveloped by anger.
Shuichi couldn't manage to speak. Kokichi's foot was burying down into his chest, making him shout in pure agony.
Kokichi's expression became even more aggressive as he pressed down harder, "ANSWER ME!"
