「Anime x Reader One Shots」

Regret (Yandere!Nagito Komaeda x Reader)

You should've never released him. You should've never released him. Why did you ever release him?

It would be a lie if you claimed that you and Nagito were never friends, but you couldn't help but question if that so-called friendship was a lie itself the moment his true personality was revealed. No matter how you looked at it, the first murder was all due to Nagito even if he wasn't the one who committed the crime with his own hands. Even so, you couldn't bring yourself to follow the others when they chained him up, albeit you did nothing to defend him either.

They kept him shackled for days, deprived of the company of other human beings aside from the times when someone would bring him food. You never saw him for most of that time either. Just thinking about him and what he did made your heart ache, yet the guilt quickly began to set in.

You hadn't spoken with him since the day of the first trial and in turn, never truly got to ask him yourself why he did what he did. Could it all have been some big misunderstanding? Highly unlikely, though it was still a shred of hope that you desperately clung onto. Nagito was the first and only friend you made since finding yourself stuck within this twisted game; was it truly foolish to continue to place your faith in him?

Most definitely.

You were given many curious and some suspicious looks when you volunteered to bring Nagito his food that day. Your old friendship with him wasn't ever a secret amongst the others, though no one was willing to argue with you for it would mean that they would have to be the one to see him. And so without even a second thought, they handed you a tray of food as well as the keys to his shackles.

Little did they know that would be the end for them.

He looked dreadful, to say the least. Locked within that dark room he looked small and frail. Despite the daily meals, it appeared as if he had lost weight. There were dark circles present under his eyes due from, no doubt, countless nights of unrest. His eyes had grown sensitive from being confined in such a dark room, flinching away and wincing the moment you opened the door and leaked in the bright rays of sun. Despite what horrible deeds he committed, you couldn't help but feel bad for him.

That was your biggest mistake.

The moment his eyes grew used to the sudden change in lighting and he was finally able to see who exactly was there to see him, he couldn't help but smile despite the circumstance he was in.

"I was wondering when you'd finally come to see me, [name]," he said, sounding just like that very same boy she met the day this game all started. "I really missed you, you know."

"Please tell me this was all some mistake," you whispered, your voice cracking mid-way through. Your hands shook, nearly knocking off the contents in the tray.

"What?"

"You know what I mean, Nagito. What the others claim you did... Please tell me that they were wrong, or at the very least... that you had a good reason behind it."

Nagito sighed. "I do have a reason but first, come take a seat."

He patted the floor beside him, causing his metal shackles to clink together. You shook your head and took a step back, unsure if he had any other ulterior motives.

"You don't need to be afraid of me, [name], I'm only looking out for you. And besides, you look even worse off than I do."

He was right. Since the others locked Nagito up, sleep wasn't something that came easily for you. You couldn't even remember the last time you actually got a good night's worth of sleep. Finally giving in, you took a seat on the ground, though further away from him than he would've liked.