Danganronpa Oneshots (UNDER HEAVY EDITING)

Tenko Chabashira | Men Are Pigs!

Request/Prompt By: No-one

Pairing: Tenko Chabashira X Sensitive!Reader

A.U: None

Warning: None

( Again, another unedited because it's good enough already )

I had always been the sensitive type.

I never really talked to people, I was exceedingly much more attentive in staying in the library and reading books. I did have friends but I never interacted with them, unless we were sitting together in class.

Today, I was doing what I usually do and skimming through books at the library. Indeed, as the Ultimate Librarian, I was responsible for collecting more books, organizing them, anything relating to that. But it was different today.

Anyway, here I am, sitting on my spinney chair at my smooth, timber desk, visualizing every word as I scrutinized through my book. I heard a light thump and my eyes are dragged up from the letters in my book to the person at my desk.

I detected my cheeks heating up a bit. My heart was whirling up as I looked at them.

A girl stood there, her eyes a flattering pear-green with hair of charcoal black. A mauve-purple headband rested in her hair, along with white ribbons trying it up very loosely.

"Hey, you're Y/n, yes?" She asked, I nodded curtly. "Great! You aren't a guy! Perfect!"

I looked at her with queer eyes, she caught onto my staring and gave a gasp before speaking up again. "Oh! Sorry! I just really don't prefer guys. They're pigs, am I right?"

The terrible memories of male students throwing books around and yelling, running, making messes flash back to me. "Y-yes. I have kn-known q-quite a few terrible stu-st-students that were boys. St-stories, in fact."

She gasped excitedly, slamming the palms of her hands onto the desk before talking a bit louder. "Spill the tea! I mean-! You should tell me about them sometime. I'm Tenko Chabashira, Ultimate Aikido Master."

I respond with; "I-I'm Y/n L/n, Ultimate Librarian." and take the book she was borrowing to check it out for her. I noticed the label of the book 'Parts of History: The Stonewall Riots'. Intriguing. Tenko Chabashira... Definitely someone who I'd remember.

After booking it, I handed the book over. Tenko took and exited, I watched her curiously as she walked out the double door. Why was she so intriguing to me?

After-school, I systematized any oddball books lying about and locked the library doors. I strolled outside, the fresh breeze stroking my face as I walked out. Strangely, I was isolated. I thought there were more students around this time of day but there wasn't.

But promptly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned slowly and two students from one of the dreadful classes were towering over me.

"Hey bitch-baby, why'd you kick us out the library?" One said in a menacing voice . Of course, now I recall. I had made the principle kick them out from going into the library for throwing books at other innocent students, and cursing loudly.

"I-I did beca-"

"Stop fucking stuttering and tell us, you fucked-up little shit!"

They rammed me violently, my skin stung at the feeling of my bare, new scrapes against concrete, I felt light-headed as I lifted my head from the ground.

I became shaky as one of them lifted their fist. They flung it towards me... But no impact!

I ogled back up and noticed a dainty, porcelain hand seizing the fist that was about to break my nose. "T-T-Tenko!" I stuttered out, she gave me an encouraging smile before turning back to the hooligans.

"Listen, you sign-ups. This girl is innocent, and she is worthy of being a queen compared to you pigs! If I see you anywhere near her again, I'll knock your teeth out!" She bellowed. The boys cringed and ran off.

Tenko glimpsed back at me, reaching her hand out to me. "Are you alright?"

I couldn't speak. My cheeks were tinted a bright fuschia-pink. It was a story with the dazzling, courageous knight saving their fair, graceful princess from her captor, like a real fairy-tale!

I took her hand and she lifted me up. She was surprised at the sight of my scrapes. "What did they do to you?!" She yelled jarringly, I shook my head saying; "No, no. I-I'm fine. D-d-don't worry ab-bout me."

"Nonsense! Come with me, I'll take you to my house to fix you up. *Gasp*! And, you can tell me those stories of yours!"

I only realized what my intrigue actually was when I was brought to have my scrapes check on and tell stories. It was known as love.

( Tenko need some respectful love, spread my childred, spread )

-L o f i