Hopeful Love || Danganronpa Oneshots

ɴᴀɢɪᴛᴏ ᴋᴏᴍᴀᴇᴅᴀ [1]

   Ghost! Nagito Komaeda X Male! Reader

Warnings: Ghosts, Haunting, Cliche As Hell

   Key: [Y/n] = Your Name,

Killing Game or No Killing Game?: No Killing Game

   AU: Yes [Ghost! Nagito Komaeda]

Relationship: Romantic

   Inspo: None

Requested From: Quotev

   Note: I decided to experiment a bit and write in a second person point of view instead of my usual first/third. I honestly never liked second person writing, but which do you guys prefer? It's just a personal preference for me, but whatever you guys like most I'll probably write in. And just to clarify, the request was a first meeting but I'm pretty sure that they wanted it to be romantic so Nagito and you will develop crushes pretty fast, so if you don't like that type of thing then I'd suggest you'd skip this one. Also I'm super sorry this took a bit to come out! My procrastination knows no end sadly :")

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   You looked at your barren closet that only had a few leftover clothes that you were sure didn't even fit you anymore. You wanted to go out today, but you didn't have anything that you wanted to wear. You guessed it wasn't that big of a deal, since you didn't even know what you wanted to do today. What? That was future you's problem.

   Oh well. Guess there was something you could do today. Clothes shopping. Sometimes it wasn't your favorite thing, but now it was something you kinda needed to do. You somehow managed to put together a decent and clean outfit to wear and put together some cash before heading out.

   You didn't have a lot of cash at the moment, but luckily a thrift shop wasn't far away from your house. The thrift shop was always an interesting place to go anyway. There was always something completely random there and you could never guess why anyone would think people would buy it, and that's why it was great.

   You opened door to the old shop, the bell on the door chiming softly from the movement. The the scent of old antique items and dust wafted through the air. Luckily the dust wasn't enough to trigger any allergies or anything, but it also nice. It almost gave off the same vibe as an old bookstore.

   "Hello, dear. Welcome." The store owner greeted you warmly. She looked like a nice old lady.

"Oh! Hi, thank you." You tried to smile back, although admittedly you were a little awkward in social situations. When you looked around it looked like no one else was there, which was a little sad. You really hoped that this little old lady wasn't taking care of this place all by herself.

   You walked over to where the clothes were kept, and they were much cleaner compared to the antique items when you first walked in. You looked through the assortment of clothing, looking for anything of your style in your size.

   While looking, you saw a particular jacket that caught your eye. It was a light jacket, that was a faded shade of green with red square designs on one of the shoulders. It actually looked pretty cool, and comfy at that!

   You made sure to get some other clothes since you didn't want to come home with just a jacket, but it was your favorite thing you found. After that, you went to the cash register where the old lady greeted you once again.

   "Hello, dear. I hope you found some things to your liking."

"Yeah, I did." You reassure her, putting down the clothes on the counter so she could do her usual cashier work. She scans over them while putting them into a bag afterwards, but she stops once she comes to the jacket.