Nagito Komaeda
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5am.
The sun was just beginning to peek up over the horizon, warm rays of light reflecting beautifully off the surface of the seemingly endless ocean. Beautiful things like this soothed the lucky student's chaotic mind, allowing him to focus on other things besides his loathsome existence.
Usually, he wasn't such an early riser, preferring to sleep in whenever given the chance. It's not like he gets much sleep anyway. Ever since he awoke from his coma after the virtual killing game, sleep has been hard to come by.
And that was why he was here, sitting alone on the sandy beach with nothing but his thoughts to keep him company.
... That was until a familiar voice broke through the silence.