"It's a bit too late for that, huh?" || SaiOuma/OumaSai ANGST

Chapter One; Memories

I was pulled away from my thoughts of the killing game when a certain someone entered my office, I recognized them almost immediately. The blood red eyes that always seem to shine in any light, the long dark brown hair that flows down her sides. The familiar messily tended to bangs, with a slight change as her hair is in a high ponytail with strands of hair poking out into the open for the world to see. The preppy red uniform she once wore was probably now hanging in her closet somewhere, while today she wore a fitted black tank top that was tucked in oh so slightly. Her skirt was changed to some faded light blue jeans that were so ripped, I can't even tell to this day how they stayed on. In addition to the jeans, she wore some checkered black and white vans. The last two things she had was her sunglasses that were on top of her head and her car keys in her hand. 

"Hey Shuichi, I thought I'd check in and see how you were doing." Maki stated, casually walking into the room and taking a seat in one of the free chairs. Her keys jingled as she took a seat, she spun them around her finger a few times before tossing them to me for god knows what reason.

I stared at her with curiosity, it hadn't been too long since I last seen her. The three survivors, Maki, Himiko, and I, all get together to enjoy the holidays together. We also go out for coffee sometimes, it's actually pretty nice if you ask me. It had been about four years since we escaped the game, since we changed the world. We also find other excuses to see each other and just laugh off all of our insecurities, but I'm not going to bore you with the details. In all honesty, I enjoy spending time with them. 

"I'm doing alright, what about you?" I replied,  opening one of the drawers in my desk to reveal loads of case files. She looked at me with expectant eyes, 

"Shuichi, you do remember what today is, right?" My mind went blank for a moment, I stared at her with a hint of confusion showing on my face.

What is today? What is it? 

Then it hit me. 

Today was the anniversary of the day we escaped Danganronpa.

How did I forget something so important like that? 

"How could I forget what today was? I'm sorry, Maki." 

I held Maki's keys in the palm of my hand and started to fidget with them before proceeding to look at her again. She gave me a look of empathy as she crossed her arms. Ever since Danganronpa, Maki has opened up more considering the fact that she's not really an assassin. She still has the skills of an assassin, but it's not her job. Maki works across the street from my office at an orphanage, we go out to have coffee a lot. Himiko works at a restaurant about an hour away, so she can't always join us. Maki and Himiko have grown as people since the 'game'. Maki opens herself up to people a bit easier and won't always make jokes asking if they want to die, (Big improvement if you ask me.) Himiko isn't that lazy anymore and has found that she wants to honor Angie and Tenko's lives. Even I have changed, Maki and Himiko say that I'm more confident than I used to be. They also say I'm an emo, but I don't see it.

"What's up with you lately?" I stopped fidgeting and looked up at her. Concern was painted all over her features, she started to play with some loose strand of hair almost like she would back in the game sometimes.

"What are you talking about?" Sure, certain things have been on my mind lately, but I didn't think they were noticeable. Of course Maki would notice, she's known me for years after all.

"It seems like something is on your mind, has someone been bothering you?" She asked me with concern, though the last part sounded like she was ready to kill someone. Her eyes seemed to glow like they always did when she got angry, and her hands were balled into fists.