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This is inspired by "My R"

It's an attempt at angst...

This will be pregame!

We have reaper Oma from the oneshot no.52 and Human pregame Shu.

And now a very short plot: Shuichi visits the rooftop often, meeting there somebody special. Basically how they meet first time.

And now... On with the angst!

Tw for sensible topics!

Title: Maybe not today

Shuichi pov:

I was looking at the city from the rooftop. The night was really pretty and people were buzzing on the streets. They were lively, happy, carefree...

Not how I was...

I exhaled and took gently one of my shoes off. Suddenly, a cold hand touched my cheek. I lifted my gaze, seeing the pale hand's owner.

It was a shorter boy, with white hair that had defying gravity tips, heterocromic eyes and rosy lips. His skin was flawless, yet his body was covered by a black coat, a hoodie over his head.

"Maybe some braids will do... To not hide that beautiful face..." he mused, making gently a few braids in my hair. "Yah! Who are you!?!" I screeched.

The person smiled weakly. "somebody you shouldn't have meet so early." He mused, turning his back towards me. "I hope you will change your mind today..." he disappeared.

I blinked a few times, then I saw someone ready to jump. It was a girl with blue hair and some braids that decorated it.

Instincts kicked in, even if I didn't want, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her before she could do it. "Are you insane?!" I screeched. She looked took aback by this. "Don't do it... Please..." I composed myself as she smiled weakly.

"Why did you do this? Why do you care?" she asked me. "That's right... I don't care..." I mused. She looked down. "I'm here because my lover dumped me..." she mused. I looked down.

Kaede dumped me too.

But I found happiness with someone else.

"You are stupid! You want to end it because it didn't go your way!?! At least you haven't got robbed of anything! You still have other things to care about than that moron..." I screeched at her. She seemed taken aback, but smiled weakly. "Thank you..." she mused, dissappearing.

I blinked a few times, groaning. Today I felt like I've moved on over something... I got back my shoe and put it on.

I saw the same cloaked boy, staying in front of me, smiling weakly. "Who are you?" I asked again, hoping for a legit answer this time.

He looked at me, getting one of my hands in his. "As I said before, Someone you shouldn't have met so early." he mused. "Then... When will it be the good time to meet?" I asked.

"When you will abandon everything you love..." he whispered, then dissappeared too.

No one pov:

The next day, Shuichi was at school, finding on his desk a lot of mean comments and a single white flower. He only smiled weakly, wiping the said desk, putting the flower aside as he hot his notebook out. It was every day for him to find his desk like this.

All the kids hated or feared him because he admitted he liked Danganronpa.

Shuichi didn't know what was wrong in admitting you like a show. He liked the murder miseries and annalised the executions really careful, knowing that it represents aspects of the characters. He just liked puzzles to solve and appreciated fine details in a character making, nothing much.