Danganronpa Oneshots.
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A lot of Fuyuhiko, Gundham, Izuru, and Hajime, Souda, Ouma, Saihara, and Kiibo.
Like, I'm serious. A lot OF IZURU AND FUYUHIKO.
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[R]SMUT S1 - The Substitute Teacher - Substitute!Izuru x Male Reader (Side ONE of TWO. Female part will come later. Male reader is shy and is all innocent. "Oh shit he's hot am i gAY?" )) SketchyCookie
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Y/n was a smart and beautiful student.
He was short, has always cut short h/c hair. His e/c eyes were bright and slightly big, making him look doll like.
Y/n was idly talking to Pekoyama about her Kendo Club when the door opened and in came the teacher.
. . .
Wait. . .
That isn't Chisa.
The man who walked in had long black hair and bright red eyes. He had a black suit and nice shoes.
And holy shit, god bless Y/n because he was hot.
He had a briefcase with him and he sat it on the clean teacher's desk before walking up to the podium at the front of the class.
At this point, everybody was silent, waiting for the new man to say something.
"Class..." The man had a somewhat monotone voice that was still beautiful. He couldn't be older than 24. And Y/n was glad he had just turned 18 or he wouldn't be able to say that he'd fuck him right there just because of that voice.
"My name is Kamakura Izuru. I am your substitute teacher for this week. Your last teacher, Miss Yakuzome, has been asked to spend the week at the new Hope's Peak Academy building for cleaning sakes, since she dealt with that talent area when she went here." Kamakura explained and tilted his head, his piercing red eyes flickering over the students and landed on Y/n finally, making Y/n tense up.
"I am... Looking forward to getting to know most of you." Kamakura looked down to the folder that was left on the podium and he picked one of the papers up.
