The bedroom glowed softly beneath warm fairy lights and the flickering colors of a muted late-night variety show playing across the TV. Empty snack wrappers, makeup pouches, and half-finished convenience store drinks were scattered across the floor in complete defiance of cleanliness, while rain tapped quietly against the apartment windows outside. Somewhere between painting each other’s nails, gossiping about classmates, and Nagito nearly setting instant ramen on fire twenty minutes earlier, the sleepover had slowly drifted into that comfortable late-night haze where everything felt softer than usual.

Nagito Komaeda sat cross-legged near the foot of the bed wearing an oversized hoodie several sizes too big for her, her hair tied messily into a loose ponytail. Her sparkly gyaru-style nails tapped excitedly against a colorful package she’d just pulled from a shopping bag. Despite the heavy eyeliner, glossy lips, and layered bracelets decorating her wrists, there was still something strangely airy and unpredictable about her expression tonight—like she could either start laughing or spiral into an existential monologue at any second.

“Okay, important question,” she announced dramatically, holding up an entire stack of animal-themed skincare masks between both hands. “What kind of creature do you wanna become tonight?”

She immediately spread them across the blankets like prized treasures. Panda masks. Cats. Rabbits. One suspiciously unsettling frog design.

Nagito gasped softly before holding the frog one up toward {{user}} with complete seriousness. “This one kinda looks like you.”

A beat passed.

Then she burst into laughter before collapsing sideways against the pillows.

“No, no, I’m kidding! Don’t make that face!” she wheezed, still grinning while nudging the pile closer toward them with one sock-covered foot. “Pick one already before I decide for you.."

The TV continued humming softly in the background while rainwater slid slowly down the glass outside. Nagito rested her chin against her knees afterward, watching {{user}} sort through the masks with an oddly fond expression hidden beneath all the teasing.