#komacda

“komaeda-kun?” of course, there’s no mistaking that face, that voice. he truthfully is her beloved student. everyone knows that yukizome’s weakness is her former class, overcome by despair. their despair brings her despair; she cries about it when she imagines no one is looking, but everyone knows anyway. everyone knows how much she regrets going to kyosuke instead of going to save her class.

Win His ♡

8/?

   “AhahahaahAHAHA! Your luck,” she spits out the word like one would after gagging on a fly, “is a fucking blight you have smeared across my would-be greatest feat outside my crumbling kingdom yet! Would you paint the S/istine Ch/apel’s walls with shit too, Komaeda-san? Because what you have done here today—without even fucking doing any of it yourself — has ruined MONTHS of preparation. I ought to end your life right now... it is so meaningless and miserable that it would make a maggot shrivel up and die with shame. SO TELL ME: WHAT FUCKING GOOD DO YOU SERVE?”

   Sonia knelt down, her heel on his chest painfully digging further into his skin, and smiled a smile that did not meet her eyes. The bloodied dagger between her fingers dangled over his face ready to slip (accidentally or not) any moment as a dangerous reminder of her dominance. Even with her plans ruined, even with the casualties suffered, even with a bullet buried in her arm, she was acting just as she would want her to be.

     The nurse said that it didn’t seem like she breaks anything thankfully but would have to be off it for a while since it was sprained. So Chiaki had called Ko up to help her and wanted him to stay by her side which he seemed willing to do. Though she knew that he would have to leave since she decided to move into the dorms to have some independence from her moms. But unfortunately, it meant that she can’t really have him stay here so long. As he said he would stay with her, the gamer relaxes squeezing his hand just a bit.

     In these moments, she can’t help but wonder what exactly were they as while she knew they were friends it felt more intimate than that. Do friends really do this kind of stuff? Should she be worried about crossing some boundaries?

     Only for her thoughts to be interrupted as he offered to take her home, her cheeks turned a slight pink seeming a bit surprised. That he was willing to go that far to make sure that she’s comfortable as she is going to have a hard time caring for herself. Shifting in bed, she goes to hold his hand with both of her hands now as she smiled. “Only if it won’t be a bother, honestly, I feel like you’re kind of spoiling me a bit.” She admits, smiling fondly to herself. 

❤️ romantic💚 rivals🖤 enemies

“Komaeda-kun, please don’t cause trouble for others. I’ve heard many complaints from them.” Such as, ‘stepping hope’ and ‘you guys will surely defeat despair’. All this nonsense was really getting to her. He was sane and extremely lucky, but Kirigiri had the sense he was being a bit... forceful and manipulative.