Danganronpa Oneshots (UNDER HEAVY EDITING)

Rantaro Amami | Not A Good Idea

Request/Prompt By: No-one

Pairing; Rantaro Amami X Bullied!Reader

A.U; None

Warning; Violent themes, slight manipulation

( I'm somewhat happy with how this one turned out, could've done better but hey, better than nothing )

"Argh!"

With another whack, I flew into the wall, bouncing off and falling to the dirt. Laughter, it felt overwhelming as they towered over her, their smiles crooked and vile as the group's leader crouched down beside her.

"Now, you shut up about us, or we'll shut you up for good." Though their words were muffled, a distant ringing in her ears, she could hear the malice in their voice as clear as day.

They walked off, as they usually did, and Y/n was found half an hour later. Lifted up in their arms, Y/n's eyes slowly fluttered open. Green hair as well as pale skin, features belonging to her lifelong friend, Rantaro Amami. "Y/n, what happened?"

Regaining consciousness, she forcefully slipped from his grasp, standing on her own two feet and looking down to where her blood dried up in the dirt. "...That stupid gang of motherfuckers who think their so much better than us."

Rantaro had always been aware of how mad she could get sometimes, he placed his hands on her shoulders, saying; "Don't worry. We'll get the pri-" "It won't work, Rantaro. I-I just want... I wanna punch them. Hard. Right in the eye socket."

And sometimes, it was useless to change her mind. Rantaro held his crush from her restraint for so long because of this, she seemed so much more involved with stopping these bullies from harming others than to spend her time with him.

This upset him. He didn't want to see her hurt, he just wanted her in his arms.

Not with them, being beat everyday. It gave such a despairing feeling, such a wrecking emotion, and he hated it.

But then again, he felt wrong to wrong his crush. His heart at contradiction, whatever could he do?

. . .

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing the teacher said caught the attention of the young man.

His mind was stuck on Y/n. As of recently, she had been getting into much more trouble than usual. After that one remark she said to Rantaro, it had been week after week she'd been getting beaten up.

But then, it seemed the tables had turned. "Oh my god! Y/n is beating the living fuck otu of some rando! Everyone look!"

With that shriek from Miu, everyone dashed to the window. Rantaro's eyes widened at the sight of it; Y/n was throwing punches onto the hooligan who had been hurting her, who laid defenceless on the ground.

Scared, he dashed out the classroom, through halls and down stairs, he bursted out the doors and found Y/n. Her hands were covered lightly in blood as well as a few blotches on her face.

THe expression on her face was... panicked. She turned to Rantaro, tears now streaming down from her eyes, breath picking up as she backed away from the body, beaten and bruised, much like herself.

While she tried to scream and cry, she was stumbling over and choking on her words due to tears and lack of breath.

Quickly, a teacher pushed Rantaro aside, grabbing onto the girls arm and dragging her away.

He was wordless. What had happened?

. . .

It had been a week into her suspension. Rantaro was walking to her house, worried, not for himself but for her. What had they said in order for her to do that?

Finally, he knocked on the door, waiting patiently before it was opened.

He was met with Y/n, bandages all over her arms, and a few on her face. "Hey Rantaro... I guess you hate me now, don't you?" She said, glancing away from him. He placed his hand on her shoulder, stepping closer. "Y/n, why exactly did you do that?"

"...They were threatening you... they said they' hurt you, and I still don't know why but the look on them... it seemed sadistic, I-" At the sight of the first tear rolling down her cheek, Rantaro pulled them into his chest.

"I understand... I love you, Y/n." The girl wrapped their arms around him as well. "I love you too."

( SIPPIN HOT CHOCCY AND LISTENING TO LOFI AND CHILL F U K YEEE )

-L o f i