My Small Fragile Flower[Pregame Shuichi Saihara x Kokichi Ouma]

Bumping into Shaky Fears

Before you read, please do understand I will alter things a decent amount of times. If you notice something that isn't 'canon,' don't go off or anything. I simply do it because it plays into the story at one point. I will say this first one will end quickly, so don't worry. ~Author☆

[Kokichi P.O.V.]

My name... Well that's easy, Kokichi Ouma. Well at least as far as I know that's my name. And I, Kokichi Ouma, am currently getting ready for school. School. I never understood why some people would get so excited over such a horrible place. Well that's probably it. It isn't horrible for everyone. I never thought that was fair, but I understand that if it is going to happen to me, there's a reason. I deserve the pain, right? Oh well. Not like I can ask the people making it happen. Well everyone except my "guardian." We're technically only 3 years apart in age, them being older, but I like to sag guardian. I mean someone you live with that makes sure you're safe is a guardian, right?

The guardian's name is Takashi Keitaro. I call him Shi for short. He has a very light brown hair color in a messy wave/curled style that still looks nice. He has peachy, freckled skin, bright orangs eyes, and multiple piercings. Shi was currently still asleep upstairs. It made sense because it was rather early.

Back to getting ready for school. I wore my normal full black uniform and shoes. Multiple bandages covered my body in different places, but the cloths covered the big ones. A few small bandaids were on my face as well, but people have just gotten used to that. The school is unaware of the events I go through, but that doesn't mean the students don't know.

I rummaged through the bathroom cabinet for a small stick of concealer. I used this on my face bruises and eye bags even though they come off after crying during the day. Oh well. It puts me at peace knowing I tried. I took my daily medication for pains and illness and grabbed one apple for lunch. I didn't eat anything before leaving, worried I'd be late again. This will be the first day of the 2nd week back.

I started my way down the sidewalk, holding the straps on my bag tightly. The wind blew gently as the weather was decently warm and cold. Right in the middle. Clouds. Is there a better weather? Well.. Rain's pretty nice. But that's besides the point. I continued down my normal route to the large building

[Shuichi P.O.V. (his morning)]

Sleep? What's that? I practically stayed up all night.. Dreaming.. Fantasizing.. probably about things the average teenage boy wouldn't think of... but oh well. How could I not dream of this..

Danganronpa. The very thought made me giggle in delight. I had recently discovered the series. I've read every page and article possible and any video I could find. I've been hermit for weeks, but now school had begun. I can't freely get all excited whenever the despairful event crossed my mind. Hard to do, but whenever I needed to clear his mind, I would just go to the bathroom during class.

I dragged himself out bed. My cover is a navy blue, but the sheets and pillows were bright pink. It reminds me of the beloved despair. I went to my closet and opened it. The other side people outside cannot see have various images and notes. The biggest image that went right in the middle was Junko Enoshima, right next to it was Kyoko Kirigiri. These two are what really got me attached.. I could sit and admire them forever honestly. But I can't! 'School, Shuichi. That is your current concern.'

I put on my normal attire. A hat, white collar shirt, a black blazor over top, black pants and a light teal tie with lighter stripes. I fixed my hair so it wasn't it a completely tangled mess. Taking care of my eye bags with just a bit of makeup until finally okay with how I looked.

I probably should've waken up earlier honestly.. Oh well. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed myself a granola bar then left out my door. With my bag over both shoulders, I just ate on the way to school. My facial features turned from delighted and dreamy to bored and uninterested.