In the killing game, only two can remain alive. Kill someone to leave. Survival of the fittest. In the fight for survival, bonds are made and broken. And these bonds could also change an entire story. ***** Disclaimer: There are definitely going to be spoilers for v3 and none of the Danganronpa characters are mine. They all belong to their respective owners, Kodaka, Team Danganronpa, and Spike Chunsoft. ~ Spoilers, slight trigger warning(?) (briefly mentioned)

Scared, alone with no one to help her, Y/n goes about her life trapped in this killing game. But who says that isn't the correct choice? Who says what's right and what's wrong? Does it really matter who dies?

(Prequel and eventual sequel to Toying With My Sanity, so go read that first if you already haven't) He was the outcast of his class. Frankly, he didn't mind all that much. He didn't deserve to call them his friends, so he'd just root for them on the sidelines where he belonged. There was one person he couldn't help but feel an almost magnetic attraction to though. One person who he wanted to see smile and get close to above the rest. One person who'd end up feeling nothing but despair for years to come because of him. That person is you.

"How could you like a degenerate male like him?!" Tenko shouted at me. I ran to the bathroom to hide the tears that had been forming in my eyes and slammed the door. "Ohhhh Y/N..." someone said. They had opened the door forcefully. It was him. I stood up and then he pinned me against the cold bathroom wall. He whispered something in my ear then looked at me. His face got closer to mine and he kissed me. At first I fought back but then I gave in and enjoyed it. "I... I'm sorry but..." He looked at me and I felt horrible.