just a shitty story I write when im tired bc I have no life. uhh yeah
The game stays the same but now shuichi awakes from Danganronpa to find his friends alive and they now just sit and vibe.
This will mostly only be fluffy shit because I can't writ...
My dad got these really loud and big party poppers;
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So imagine thats whats going off at a point in the story
The next week was boring and lazy, shuichi got adjusted to normal life and school. Shuichi hadn't been texted by kokichi at all that week, the only people he'd actually talked too from the game was just Kaito and kaede. It was a Friday when shuichi was taking the bus home, he had headphones in and was listening to music when he heard loud pops. He immediately expected the worst as he looked up, colorful glitters and Confetti now covered the bus floor and a bunch of the riders. A small group of kids laughing at how paniced and annoyed everyone seemed. Shuichi glared at the group, they all had masks on. Shuichi slowly recognized the masks as some from kokichis organization, the one boy in the middle who was holding the empty poppers looked exactly like kokichi. Shuichis glare turned into a just surprised stare. He watched as the group laughed and got told off by the driver. At the next stop alot of people got off, shuichi sadly watched as the group left. He had thought kokichi left with them so he looked out the window and focused on his music. That focus didn't last long as someone moved next to him, Shuichi felt arms tighy wrap around his waist and a face pressed up against his cheek "Shumai!" Kokichi said loudly and happily.
