Split in two (Danagronpa AU -Editing)

Knives and Switched rooms

Makoto's Pov

Of course, Togami had to comment. Resident rich boy, part-time pain in my-

The classmates scattered to view their tapes. I focus on mine, the real one. The guild's headquarters burned to ash. My fingers dented the disk's edge.

Who the hell gave them the right?

There's a crash as a chair falls over. Sayaka's face is pale, as she bolts from the room.

I guess it's time for damage control, pulling another sweet smile on my face.

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Five minutes, five minutes of faking a smile and calming her down, and she's still shaking.

Pathetic, but at least it makes me seem good.

Back in my room, my attention is back on that locked drawer or the well drawers.

Finally!! A decent knife, its edge glinting in fluorescent lights. Now this is something that seems on brand for this whole murder kidnapping plot.

Now we're taking.

Under that knife, a folded note. I skimmed it-then shoved it back. Not now, not with Naegi's conscience breathing down my neck.

The sheath clicked against my belt. Monokuma's rules never said anything about hidden weapons.

I locked the door and collapsed on the bed.

"Let them try something now."

Naegi's POV

Bang bang bang

I jerked awake, tangled in sheets and with the bathroom calling my name. Only problem? It won't open!!

"Is it locked?"

"Nope! Not locked, silly!" Monokuma's voice crooned.

"AH! Wh-why are you in my room?!"

"Upupu! Just admiring your unique door! Funny how you're supposed to be lucky and have a wacky door!"
The murder bear smiles. "Maybe you're not lucky at all!"

"Could you please just tell me how to open the door?"

"Most open inward, but this one." his paw taps the handle, "lift. Push. And Voila!"

The door flew open, and the bear was gone.

Ding Dong

Who's here at- I checked the clock- 3 AM?!

Sayaka stood in the hallway, clutching her elbows. "M-Makoto, can we switch rooms? Someone tried to break into mine."

'That's suspicious.' But her lip trembled. 'She's scared. or faking it.'

"Of course! You shouldn't feel unsafe." I handed her the keys.

Her finger brushed mine. "Hey...why's there a second key?"

"Huh? Oh, must be for the drawers. Yours doesn't lock?"

"No.." She palmed the extra key. "want me to remove it? If you don't trust me-"

"It's not that I just... don't know what's in there."

The weight of the key falls into my hand, but her smile doesn't reach her eyes.

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Kirigiri's POV (Next Morning- Cafeteria)

"Has anyone seen Sayaka?"

Naegi shot up, orange juice spilling over the table. "I-I'll check!"

He sprinted out.

Togami and I exchanged glances. Too eager. Too guilty. We followed.

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The door was ajar, and Naegi froze at the threshold.

"what the-?!"

Slash marks gouged the walls, A katana's work.

The the scream.

"AAAAHHH-" It cut off abruptly. When we reached the bathroom, Naegi stood over Sayaka's corpse, posture rigid. No tremors. No tears.

Togami's smirk was razor-thin. "You recovered...quickly."

Naegi turned. His eyes were flat. "No coffee yet. Murder kills the appetite."

Lie. The Makoto three minutes ago would've vomited.

I noted the notepad in his hand-scribbling observations like a detective.

Why does he need to take notes?

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Togami's POV

Fascinating.

One moment: a scream worthy of a coward.

The next: a Clinical assessment of the corpse, delivered in a voice colder than Kirigiri's.

"Interesting reaction," I murmured.

Kirigiri's nod was barely perceptible. She'd noticed too.

Naegi pocketed the notepad and strode to, stepping over blood like it was spilled ink.

Who are you really, "Ultimate Lucky Student"?

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Makoto's POV

Idiot. He'd left notes for his other self in their shared notepad:

Sayaka's killer

defensive wounds

11037?

door handle

DON'T. SCREW. THIS. UP!

The knife at my back burned. Can't stash it now-room's a crime scene.

Monokuma's announcement blared:

"Ding dong! Trial starts in 30! Better hope you're ready~!"

Worst part? I have to pretend to be him the whole time.