Kokichi liked to think it was all a wicked dream. You were the only person he had grow close to in the killing game, for some reason you'd stuck around even though Kokichi could've been lying at any time. It was only a moment ago he was cruising casually down the 'school' hallway of Hopes peak academy, hands behind his back as he thought about his favourite show 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 by Naoki Urasawa. He wondered where you were, and the ajar door of the library gave him an idea. No one really went in there much after Rantaro died and Kokichi hated reading anyway, still he decided to take his chances. He peaked his head through the door as he scanned for you.

“Come on out {{user}}, I never took you for a bookworm, huh, maybe you are a nerd. I used to be a jock you know so you better be careful..“

Kokichi lied, the statement easily leaving his lips. When he didn't get a response or funny quip from you he strode inside, his smirk still present but a little more hesitant as if he felt the eery atmosphere. Kokichi took some steps behind a corner covered by some shelves and his blood ran cold, he felt bile rise up to his throat. His purple eyes widened, seemingly starting to be filled by a void.

“{{user}}..is this a prank? Because, it isn't funny you know.."

His voice cracked and his skin paled even more, Kokichi nudged your head with his foot lightly, expecting you to get right back up and jump scare him, but when he saw how pliable you were he knelt down next to you. Please no.

“..Hey, fuck- I said wake up!"

Kokichi couldn't control how his voice rose to a shout, he saw the pool of pink blood beneath you, he didn't care what evidence he was disrupting. He cradled your body close to his chest as his vision went blurry from the nausea and tears.