My Guardian Demon

Chapter 1 : Initially

Waking up is always a rough moment of the day.

Interrupting the peaceful silence around you while you're just enjoying your sweet, warm blanket during the cold winter nights ; only to be jump scared by a strident sound making you have a heart attack the moment you wake up and reminding you that you should wake up, stop resting in your bed and go working and being hurt.

Yep. Definitely the least pleasant moment of the day.

Even when you wake up to New World Order's theme.

Don't get me wrong. I love that music. This is clearly the music from Danganronpa that I love the most. And Danganronpa being my favorite show of all times, we might as well consider it my favorite music of all times.

At first, I chose it to be my alarm because I thought that hearing something I like so much and which is so much dynamic would give me the courage to wake up.

I was wrong.

It seems nothing can make such a wake up pleasant. Not even New World Order.

Damn.

I sit up in my bed while sighing and hug my Monomi plushie. I keep hugging her all the time, she's one of the only things that know how to reassure me. If this keeps going, she might even explode... and it's not like I'll have a chance to ask Leby Sunahe, the Ultimate plushie creator, to repair her for me. I should probably be more careful... 

...

I don't wanna go to school...

I know what's waiting for me there... I know who's waiting for me...

I know what he expects... I know what he expects from me...

If only there were just the boring lessons I'm obligated to listen to if I don't want to end up having bad grades... but no.

Going to school means I also accept to meet him.

...

I'm sick of it.

Why did he have to choose me in the first place ?

Why can't he just leave me alone ?

Why can't he go create problems to someone else ?

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No, you shouldn't think those kind of things, Kokichi. It's bad.

Yes. My name is Kokichi. Kokichi Ouma.

I'm a student from Mizanaki High School.

I may be 16 years old, I'm the shortest boy in my class. And the weakest too. I guess that's why I'm always his favorite victim.

...

*bip* *bip* *bip*

5 whole minutes have already passed by while I was complaining about my life and about going to school, I didn't even notice. My alarm wakes me up for the second time.

Yeah, yeah, I got it.

I'm coming, I'm waking up.

I tiredly press the button on my phone to stop this hellish sound and put away my little plushie. Then I go to the bathroom to get ready and put on my uniform.

A dumb dark blue uniform too big for my 5"1" and that I button up entirely, like a too serious student who respects too much his school's rules.

I quickly get down the stairs. My eyes stop at the little table right next to the entrance door of my house.