WARNING: Mentions of Abuse
Also, the picture above is what Yumi looks like, but with grey/gray(whatever you spell it lmao) eyes. The picture doesn't belong to me, duhhh xD
"I-I don't w-want to go!" The young (H/c) headed girl cried, clutching onto her older brother's chest as he awkwardly patted her head. "Okay, I get it, calm down.." Her brother chuckled nervously.
"[], sweetie, why don't you stay with your sister for a while, while me and your father will go ride the 'Horror Coaster'?" A woman who seemed to be their mother, suggested as she handed the older sibling some money and a few tickets. There it is again. The name was blurred out. "Go on and have some fun. Meet us back at the Food Court at 4pm. See you, kids~" The older sibling nodded and waved goodbye at his parents as they entered the 'Horror Coaster'.
The brunette then looked down at his crying sister who still kept clutching on his shirt. He only looked at her awkwardly, not knowing what to do but then he lets out a sigh before smiling softly. "Hey, (Y/n), let's go buy some Ice cream, yeah? Which flavor do you want?" He questioned, hoping that it would at least cheer his sister up. He knows full well how scared she was with clowns.
She looked up with teary eyes, her (E/c) eyes were puffy as she wiped her falling tears. "(F-F/f)..." The boy nodded, "Let's go." The girl nodded and held his hand as they walked off, finding an Ice cream stand nearby.
"Mom, have you seen my hoodie?" The young girl heard her brother asked the woman who hid a chuckle. She didn't bother to look at him as she continued to wash the dishes. "I don't know, honey. Ask your sister." The brunette furrowed his eyebrows in confusion before asking his mother another question. The young girl quickly took this opportunity to run. As she was silently running, she quickly spotted the bathroom.
She went inside and locked the door before sliding down on the floor and bursts out small giggles. She then heard footsteps outside and immediately knew that it was her brother looking for her. She decided to wait for him to go to another place before going outside. And so, she clutched onto the oversized - I mean, really oversized brown hoodie and played with its strings and hems to keep her occupied.
A little while later, she opened the door and sticked her head outside and looked around cautiously to see if anyone was there. Seeing the coast clear, she slowly closed the door. She suddenly felt a presence behind her but before she could make a run for it, she squealed when she felt to arms wrapping around her waist and being lifted. "Gotcha!" She heard her brother exclaimed. The (E/c)-eyed girl could only throw a fit of laughter. "I caught you now you little thief, now give me back my hoodie!"
"No!"
"And why not?"
"It's comfy!" The brunette grumbled at her response but he only got a cheeky smile in reply.
"Dude, wake the fuck up!"
"Ah—!"
(Y/n) yelp when she felt her back hit on the floor. Fortunately for her, she didn't feel any pain in her back. 'Weird...' Was all she thought before dismissing it. She groaned as she sat up and she rubbed her back before looking at the culprit. "What was that for?" She asked in irritation before looking up only to see a few of her classmates.
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Lost [Danganronpa x Reader]
Fanfiction[UNDER MAJOR EDITING] (Y/n), along with her class aren't normal. Well, they are human, so they are normal, but not normal-normal. You see, her class consists of 16 students who are trained, spies/agents. But they are still students though. One day...