|| Discontinued || (Y/n) (L/n), Ultimate Actress. Monokuma instantly seemed to take a liking to the girl. The other students were rather suspicious of Monokuma's strange behavior. Why did he even like her in the first place? ---- Started: 08/18/20 Ended: 08/11/24 WARNING: This story will contain content such as murder, violence, abuse, and manipulation as well as spoilers for Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc. Continue with caution if any of this may bother you. Disclaimer: Some of the chapters are written in present tense while others are written in past tense. This may be edited in the future. I do not own the rights to Danganronpa or any pictures that I use in this story unless said otherwise. I do not own the images used for the cover of this story. Please do not re-upload any of my work or use it in anyway without my permission. This story is written by @strawberryxmilk14 on Wattpad. If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe, form, please go to https://my.w.tt/COTlUUl9qcb. Thank you. ---- ♕ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ʀᴀɴᴋɪɴɢꜱ ♕ #1 ɪɴ ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 1.28k ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ #2 ɪɴ ᴅᴀɴɢᴀɴʀᴏɴᴘᴀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 45.6ᴋ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ #1 ɪɴ ᴍᴏɴᴏᴋᴜᴍᴀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 3k ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ #1 ɪɴ ᴅᴇꜱᴘᴀɪʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 8.27ᴋ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ #11 ɪɴ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 1.44ᴍ #1 ɪɴ ꜰᴇᴍʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 4.7ᴋ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ #1 ɪɴ ᴊᴜɴᴋᴏᴇɴᴏꜱʜɪᴍᴀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 1.36ᴋ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ #8 ɪɴ xʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 185ᴋ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ

Y/n could see things other people couldn't, What happens when she begins to see even more creepy things, like shinigami's?- When Y/n and her mother move to Japan, what happens when Y/n meets people who obsess over her?

What if the butlers of Trancy and Phantomhive manors are watching the same person ... That's for me to know and you to find out. {English is not my first language , so please excuse me , if I wrote something wrong}

You sigh shakily, your fingertips lightly pressing on the door handle. You were just about to walk into your house, to them. Your parents were extremely abusive, you could never understand why. But from the earliest memories you had, they were always excessively violent. You were afraid because you had come home late, your homework took longer than usual to finish at the diner. Your fingers wrap around the handle, and you twist it until you hear a soft click, you push forward letting the door open enough for you to get through. You very carefully turn the knob once again, and push the door closed without a sound. You try to tiptoe to your room in a hurried fashion, but your stopped by a hand grasping your shoulder roughly. Your pulled backwards, with enough force for you to end up on the floor. You look up to see your father, looking pissed at usual. "YOUR LATE." He scowled. ---- First Published: May 12, 2016 Undertale is owned by Toby Fox ***All rights reserved***

Tu adores l'humour ? Est-ce que tu aimes la sensation du mal de ventre tellement que tu ris ? ^.^ Surtout les idiots qui écrivent des stupides réponses entre "sms" ? ^•^ Alors relève tes fesses et viens rigoler avec nous ! ^o^ P.S : Il faudra que tu sois assez intelligent(e) pour comprendre. [ Non, je ne te traite pas d'idiot. ] :')