The Most Precious Of All [ Pre-Game SaiOuma ]

Kidnapping

  - About 30 hours earlier

"S-Saihara-kun... A-Aren't you coming out soon? It-It is weekend again. In two weeks, we need to return to school... S-shouldn't we do more? T-Together?" Kokichi managed to get his words out while stuttering, though only being able to talk to the door leading to Shuichi's room.
The taller boy had barricaded himself in his room, ever since he returned to Danganronpa, that he got back into when spotting that compilation at the television store. That also meant Kokichi hadn't seen him since then or interacted with him in any way.

That... That pained him.
He had gotten so used to spending a significant amount of time with him at this point, that now when it was taken away from him, he truly realized how much it meant to him.

Maybe just walking to the city on his own would help for a bit. It wasn't like he was getting any response from Shuichi and he didn't even dare attempt to open the door to check on him. That was a no-go.

Before he left though, he left a note on the fridge, telling that he had gone to the park, even if Shuichi likely wouldn't leave his room while he was gone. It was like he was clinging onto the hope of Shuichi returning to him, so they could spend time together again.
He, of course, took his phone with him, just in case anything were to happen. Either to him or anyone else, he might spot.

After having walk aimlessly around the park, like he hoping Shuichi somehow had left his room and walk over, he sat down on a bench.
His hope of seeing Shuichi was long gone at this point. It had been hours after all.

Why? Why couldn't they return to how the things were before? Simply just over a week ago, everything was good. But now, it was like he had lost everything he had. Shuichi was everything he had after all.
Shuichi was his friend, his best and only. But, he had never wished for anyone else. Shuichi cared about him, a way no one else would be able to...

But, that shit of a show Danganronpa had to take all he had away from him. Absolutely, all he had. And he might not ever get it back!
Kokichi never swore, so that really said something about his opinion on the show right now. But, he couldn't help but built such a grudge, such a hate for it!
It was a show! Nothing more than a show!
Why did he feel so envious of a show now, it was pathetic!
But it hurt... It hurt so much...

Tears hit the ground beneath him and before he knew of it, he was bailing his eyes out with tears. He wanted to scream, he just wanted to do something to distract himself from the pain in his chest, because it just wouldn't stop. Not until the void was filled with Shuichi.
Shuichi.... He was the only one who could do that. No one would be able to replace. He was irreplaceable. It would be impossible to find one like him. Absolutely impossible.

Their friendship couldn't be replaced...

It was definitely several minutes he spent, just sobbing out while trying to stop all the tears falling from his face. He had only somewhat calmed down at this point, but the keyword truly was, somewhat.

Some of his purple hair stuck to his face, that was wet due to his tears. Even if he was hanging with his head.

"So what are you doing out so late, kid?" A deep voice suddenly asked. The person the voice belonged to, definitely stood in front of him.
Hesitantly, he pulled his head up, to look at whoever was talking to him. First, he saw the black leather boots of the stranger, followed by a dark pair of pants and the same dark colour of a jacket.

On further inspection, he looked like the type of guy one shouldn't mess with. Those incredibly stereotypical criminals or something like that. He even had two men stand behind him, looking just as threatening.
But, he didn't feel scared. His eyes were empty from emotions currently, even if he was crying out, just before. These guys didn't awaken any fear in him. It was like, he didn't fear getting hurt, or feel pain.
No pain would beat the one he felt from his loss.