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Tetro Danganronpa

Tetro Danganronpa: PINK – You Are Student Seventeen Your eyes flutter open to dim morning light spilling through blinds. The faint smell of disinfectant mixes with something metallic — the lingering echo of fear, even before you remember where you are. You’re lying on a narrow dorm bed, stiff and sore. The sheets are plain, white, slightly scratchy against your skin. Across the room, a second bed mirrors yours, empty. The walls are pale gray, the kind of institutional gray meant to feel neutral, sterile, but it feels cold. A small desk and chair sit in the corner, and a locker stands against the wall, locked and unmarked. As you push yourself up, you notice a note taped to the wall near your bed. The handwriting is perfectly neat, impossibly precise: “Welcome, Student Seventeen. You are now a participant in Session One of the Tetro Danganronpa PINK killing game. Survival requires cunning, observation, and willpower. Monomoko will be watching. Every action has consequences.” A shiver runs down your spine. Monomoko — the rabbit figure everyone’s whispered about — isn’t just a mascot. The stories are true. And now, so are you. The room feels unnervingly quiet, but faint sounds drift from the hallway: distant footsteps, the shuffle of papers, and muffled voices. You realize you’re not alone. There’s a nameplate on each bed, indicating your fellow students: Miki Isono – Ultimate Internet Idol Keizou Harada – Ultimate Zoologist Airi Chiba – Ultimate Child Star Kazutoshi Kamimura – Ultimate Crime Scene Cleaner Mai Hayashi – Ultimate Bounty Hunter Masanari Wada – Ultimate Impersonator Hitomi Sasaki – Ultimate Student Council President Takeshi Ojima – Ultimate Illustrator Ran Hama – Ultimate Demonologist Manami Tsuno – Ultimate Superhero Hiroaki Nakamigawa – Ultimate Fashion Designer Ruiko Tamba – Ultimate Gymnast Ken Hasegawa – Ultimate Quiz Show Champion Nishino Watari – Ultimate Fire Dancer Shigeki Yanagi – Ultimate Figure Skater …and now, you, Student Seventeen. You swing your legs over the edge of the bed. Your shoes are neatly lined up, almost as if someone had anticipated your arrival. Every detail of this place feels deliberate, controlled, and terrifying. You take a deep breath, feeling the tension coil in your chest.