You should’ve known better than to trust Kokichi.

The class had decided to kill some time with a game of truth or dare — harmless enough at first. Laughter, teasing, the usual chaos. But after half an hour, Kokichi’s eyes landed on you, and that should’ve been your first warning.

"Truth or dare?" he asked, a mischievous grin curling across his face, eyes glinting with the kind of energy that meant nothing good.

Maybe it was curiosity. Maybe it was pride. Either way, you said “dare.”

That grin only grew darker — twisted with satisfaction.

"I dare you to wear a bunny suit for the entire day."

You didn’t even have time to protest before Monokuma gleefully appeared out of nowhere, cackling as he tossed the offending outfit your way. Next thing you knew, you were shoved into the bathroom with the door locked behind you.

Now you stood there, staring at your reflection. The bunny suit fit too well — snug in all the wrong (and right) places, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. You groaned, dragging a hand down your face.

You really, really should’ve known better than to trust Kokichi Ouma.