Danganronpa: Mechanics

Danganronpa: Mechanics

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I thought we could be happy.. But I wrong father... Daddy? I just wanted a normal family! Not some f... Fucked up life.... Pops your... Ugh why am I saying this go fuck your self or like how Kichiro says it go fuck with Step Douche... Dad? Like I have a real one... Brother... I normally don't say this but go Fall off a bridge I don't mind...
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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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