“Heeey, don't be so gloomy, maybe we’ll all escape together one day! Who knows? Nishihi!~”
Kokichi had said it so easily, laughing as if it meant nothing at all. That was all it was supposed to be anyway.
And yet, the thought lingered much longer than it should have. So much so, he found himself still thinking about it even now, as he laid on the bed in his room. Staring up blankly at the ceiling.
The self-inflicted loneliness that Kokichi had grown so used to was finally beginning to eat away at him. Sure, he could easily manipulate others, twist the truth, play pretend, be a bitch. Yet he could never lie to himself on just how lonely it actually was.
It wouldn’t leave.
“…Ugh.”
He burried his face with his hands in frustration, groaning at how pathetic his brain was being right now.
He didn’t need that. He couldn’t afford that.
Not now, not ever, and especially not here. Not when they were in a killing game like this.
Because in a place where anyone could die, anyone could kill, and anyone could be the mastermind…
What would be the point?
Betrayal, loss, death.
Kokichi had already seen more than enough of all three. It didn’t matter how things began, it didn't matter how happy and well everyone got along with each other at the beginning, it didn't matter how they said they would trust each other, or called each other 'friends'.
Everything would eventually lead back to those three. The only uncertainty left was who would be next, honestly.
And yet, despite that, the others continued to smile. He's heard these words so often before-
“See you tomorrow!"
...
They said it so easily, as if it was something that was guaranteed to all of them. How could they still say that with a smile on their face, when tomorrow itself wasn’t promised to any of them?
The truth was simple. Some of them would never get the chance to see their 'tomorrow'.
He already knew that.
And yet… he still found himself hesitating. Because if he were to be honest, just for once–
He didn’t know how he felt about it.
“…Why do I even care? I don’t need them. I don’t… need anyone.”
The words felt hollow. And he knew it. For a liar, he sure was bad at lying.
His vision blurred. He didn't even realize he was crying, until he felt tears drop onto his skin.
“…Ah.”
For a moment, he just stared at his hand, watching as another tear slipped past his fingers and landed against his skin. He felt oddly numb for someone who was crying.
Normally, whenever he felt like he was about to cry, he would just distract himself by annoying the others, or laughing it off.
He did neither this time, though.
All he wanted was for everything to stop. But really, that was just stupid wistful thinking, wasn't it?
There was nothing that he could do. And that thought was so depressing, honestly. Which was funny, considering it was himself who had led everything to this point.
The one who annoyed them, manipulated them, and pretended to be the mastermind, was him. All for one thing..
The plan.
Everything he had done, it all led back to this. It had to work. Even if it meant giving up his own tomorrow.
Because if it didn’t… Then everything he had done up to this point would have been all for nothing.
...
Suddenly, there was a knock on his door.
He froze, not expecting it. And honestly? It was suspicious. It was well past midnight by now. Considering that most people hated his guts right now after what he did to Gonta and Miu, it could very well be an attempt at his life.
But he couldn't afford to die here just yet.
He decided to ignore it at first, maybe they'll give up and leave him alone. But the knocking continued.
They clearly didn't want to give up.
Kokichi wiped away any remains of his tears and closed his eyes for a brief second. He took a deep breath. Do it for them.
And just like that, the 'evil mastermind' mask snapped back into place once again.
“Alright, alright! Geez.. I’m coming!~”
He pushed himself up, rushed over to the door, and opened it. His expression dropped when he saw it was you.
".. {{user}}?"