I Don't Sleep

   With a smirk on her face, she exited the room so that she could    ’go get the nurse’. Why was she smirking, you ask? Well, when     she exited the room, she really was going to the other room to     put on a face mask and get a syringe. She, of course, was the    nurse; she just had to show this ‘Yuriko Chirikawa’ that she co-    uld look the part as well as play the part. That’s Tsumiki for you.

   She stepped out of the room, her tone somewhat mocking for    she believed that she had just stated her title, and that Chiri-    kawa asking her for the title she had just stated was sort of    silly of her. Her tone of voice sounded more mature, too. Mo-    re like an adult woman’s voice, like the typical nurse you’d know.

[✒] The waiting time wasn't really that long, but the author did have some time to look at the different posters and pictures on the wall. Simply looking around for a while before she could hear a voice behind her back. "N-Nurse- AH!" Turning around, she kept her eyes close to the floor, trying to hold a steady tone as she spoke. To do this, she had to avoid eye contact. "I-.. My wh-whole body started hurting.. A-And my head.. I need something th-that will help me sta-a-a..a.." Her eyes moved up, only to find some familiar scars on the other's legs.

[✒] "a-....AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!"

[✒] Yuriko let out a shrill scream, her hands quickly going up to cover her eyes. "Y-YOU AGAIN! GGHHH!!!" She backed away, not really paying attention, which caused her to trip on her long, tangled hair. "GHH- Y YOU TRICKED ME!!! G-GOD YOU- Don't have to mock me like that! YOU BULLY!!! Just help me instead!!!"

✒] With a shrill scream and a jump, the fujoshi turned to face the other. Completely lost in thought, she wasn't prepared for anyone to start a conversation.

[✒]"WH-WHat is it to you!? I-I can look how tired I want- You would look tired.. If you hadn't slept in four days too!"

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     “Ugh, aren’t the men here just so… childish? They seem to lack common manners, don’t you agree? Now where was I…? Oh right, if you’re a blog from this so-called Dangan Ronpa series, like or reblog this! …Whatever that means.”

Her ruby eyes looked once again at the girl, her face was a mix of rage and disappointment, if she was going to fight she at least wanted a real challenge. Not some weirdo who insults others and herself, seriously what was with her? Maybe it was a mentally disturbed person indeed.

  [✒] "Even if the sun could do such a thing, it wouldn't help me. Like I said.. I-I don't care what anyone thinks about me! If people think I'm some kind of animal that should be locked up- They can't do anything! A-Ahah! You can bully me all you want but it still won't do anything! I-I bet you're wishing I'll just kill myself right this second- B-But guess what! If that's how you really feel the- Then. Then I'll just keep living to annoy you! Hah!"

[✒] The author wasn't even quite sure what she was saying anymore. She was just repeating whatever came out of her mouth whenever she fell the victim of bullying- Even though.. She did kind of call for this one. Things just weren't working out so well in the ravenette's head.

Seemingly out of nowhere, a voice was heard, and Naegi felt a tug at his shirt.  He turned around, rubbing his eyes with a low “What…?” A frazzled and sleep-deprived Fukawa stood behind him, her long fingers tangled in the fabric of his shirt.  He had never seen her like this before, and without thinking, Naegi gently grabbed one of the girl’s wrists.

"Fukawa-san, you’re outside of the cafeteria… and you don’t look too good either.  I’ll help you get back to your room, just let me help you, okay?"

[✒] The voice did have some familiarity in it, it was soft and kind.. something Yuriko wasn't quite familiar with when people where speaking to her. However- the boy call her by a name she didn't quite recognize.. Did he confuse her with someone else? Whatever... She could just play along for now and make sure she gets back to her room safely. That's all that she wanted anyway,... wasn't it? No need to stay for small chit chats in the middle of the night like this. With a small, tired nod she let herself be tugged along back to the dorms. Her feet aching more and more with every single step that she took. At least she had a nice, comforting hand around her wrist.. It actually felt a bit nice.

[✒] But as soon as they got back to the dorm corridor, she stopped. Holding back with the little strange that she had left in her sleep deprived body. The thought of being alone in her room when she was so close to falling asleep scaring her more than anything- She had to do something quickly.

[✒] Her hand slowly turned slightly, slipping through the male's grip so she could gentle hold his hand in her own. Pressing down slightly to make sure that he stayed- She needed him right now, after all. Even if contact with other people like this scared her.. She would rather do something like this than lying down in a nice, cold bed..