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"Why...why are you making us do this...?!" I asked, my intonation wavering as if I were standing alone in the gelid cold. Speaking of that inclemency, the tension in the room turned my blood into icy rivers which uncomfortably coursed through my veins. Monokuma's gaze perforated my skin, gazing into my mind in attempt to read my thoughts. The single bead of sweat that trickled down the side of my face was like a thousand words to the bear, and he grinned balefully. "Puhu~ Despair...is all I want. To think that the person standing right next to you could be planning your untimely demise, oh, such despair!"
Monokuma began to laugh maniacally; subtle at first, but soon growing vehement enough to rattle our insides. His words were like strings that wrenched at our eyelids, opening them up to acquiesce this new ordeal. My skin crawled with all the eyes scrutinizing me, but I wasn't alone. My eyes darted from one person to the next, seeing them discerning the others with either fear or rancor. The escalating feeling of disquiet felt like a void swallowing me whole. All of us together, being consumed by the darkness, with the beacon of our former hope growing smaller and smaller. There was no more hope for us, oh no. We only had despair.
Satoru Okakura, the Ultimate Journalist, has just been accepted into Future's Promise Academy, the school that ensures its students with promising futures. But will Satoru and his new classmates even have a future, after they've been forced into a killing game? Murdering a fellow classmate without getting caught is the only way out. Will this class fall into despair, or stay true to hope? Puhuhuhu~
I do not own Danganronpa, it belongs to Spike Chunsoft. This is merely my own spin-off, so it is not official.
Can Despair be Fixed? (Junko Enoshima X Male Reader)
12 parts Complete Mature
12 parts
Complete
Mature
"Junko Enoshima, huh? They say she's crazy, that she can't be fixed, maybe they're right, but who would ever know until they try. Luckily I'm just crazy enough in the head to fix other people who are just as crazy." I say to myself pacing around my therapist room. (Got no clue if there's an actual name for that) As I continue pacing around my room I start to talk to myself some more. "Apparently she's the cause of this despair inducing event. She really does sound like a challenge. I can't wait to meet her." I say jumping on the couch while swinging my legs back and forth. "I can't wait. I hope she's just as crazy as she sounds. I guess I shouldn't hope she's crazy." I say laying on the couch, looking at the ceiling. Just then someone opens the door and they toss a girl in. "She's all yours Mr.(L/N)." They say not bothering to enter the room. "Who might you be miss?" I say helping the girl up since she's in a straight jacket. She looks at me and smiles. "Junko Enoshima." She says with a sinister grin. "Great, I'm (Y/N) (L/N). I'm very happy to say that I will be your therapist starting today. My title is super duper high school psychiatrist or a mental doctor." I say smiling back.
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