The real me

The real me

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I always suck at desc, but why not try, huh? Kokichi Ouma- compulsive liar with liking to mess with people, but is this truth? Is he really who we think he is? Why does he keep this from everyone? READ THIS PIECE OF TRASH AND WASTE YOUR LIFETIME HERE!!! Warning: - bad grammar (since I am not in English speaking country) - OCC moments or behavior of characters - blood - character death - swearing - maybe eventual smut - Mean AU! - I DID NOT WATCH DANGANRONPA (but I know the story in simple version) OR PLAY GENSHIN IMPACT (I just started bruh)
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My name is Kokichi. Kokichi Ouma. Student from the Mizanaki High School. I'm 16 but I'm by far the shortest boy in my class. And the weakest too. I guess that explains why I'm always their favorite victim... Kaito Momota and Gonta Gokuhara... I hate them. Every day, they ask me to bring them money. Every day, they ask for even more. Every day, they destroy my bag and hurt me if I dare not have what they asked. They've been racketeering me for so much time I don't even have any of my pocket money left to give them. I have to steal from my parents and to lie to them in order to get what they want and not to get any more bruises than I already have. At home, it's hard to hide my bruises and my injuries, especially to my mom. But I somehow manage with my purple locks. As for healing my injuries, I know how to deal with it. I may have become as good in this than Mikan Tsumiki, the Ultimate Nurse. Then I rewrite my homeworks if they have been destroyed once again by Momota. ... I wish I had a guardian angel... Someone who would protect me from Momota... who would protect me behind the scenes... When I said that prayer out loud, I had no idea... that someone heard me. And that that someone would make my wish come true the worst way possible... Changing my life into a living hell... A nightmare even worse... At that moment, I asked for a guardian angel... But what I received was none other than a demon... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning !! This story contains dark themes such as harassing, stalking, kidnapping, paranoïd (a bunch of nice things in other words XD).

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