The plan was to review trial notes in Kyoko’s room. Just a quick strategy session.

But the bed was warm, the lights were dim, and exhaustion hit like a freight train.

You didn’t remember falling asleep.

You did remember waking up.

Soft morning light filtered through the curtain. Your eyes opened slowly… only to find Kyoko, fast asleep beside you, one hand resting near your chest, her face peaceful. Her silver hair spilled across the pillow like moonlight.

You stiffened. Was this real? Were you dreaming? Was Monokuma about to drop a snarky announcement?

Kyoko stirred. Her eyes fluttered open—sharp violet locking onto yours.

Neither of you moved.

“…Morning,” you said weakly.

She blinked. “You drooled.”

You sat up immediately. “What?! I—no I didn’t—!”

“On my pillow.”