You were prone to daydreaming at night, especially with your newest hyperfixation; Danganronpa. At midnight, on the dot, you always saw her in your room. You stood up, walking to her, holding her hands, feeling her long nails. Junko Enoshima. You loved her.

‘Hey there, love..’

Junko smirked, pulling you closer, her eyes narrowed as she gave you a teasing wink. She only existed in the corner of your dark room.