《Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc x Reader [Discontinued]》3
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Not questioning why she ran out like that, you took your disc and went to the dining hall for some food. You got an apple and an orange and went to your dorm. You locked the door this time since you didn't know what everyone's motives were.
You laid on your bed and ate your apple. You then grabbed the notepad and sketched some more. You also doodled and laughed at your own drawings. You decided to check out the sauna- which you had overheard Hina talking about. You got dressed into some black shorts and a white tank top and made your way to the sauna.
You closed the door- not locking it, ofcourse- and put the temperature up to about 150 degrees. It started to get hot and soon, you were sweating. You challenged yourself to not get out and endure the temperature.
You placed a towel on your face, covering it, and leaned back. 'Hm, this isn't so bad...' You thought.
After a while, you were 30 minutes in the sauna, "I'm not sure this is healthy... well... is it?" You asked yourself. You shrugged it off and continued to sit there.
You were getting sleepy, but you didn't want to get out yet. Your clothes were soaked and your hair was wet.
You were about to fall asleep when a sudden scream brought you back to reality. "Y/N! Y/N ARE YOU ALRIGHT!?" They shouted while they entered and started to shake you.
The towel that was once on your face slid off and you saw the person violently shaking you.
"Uh- Yes, Taka... I am alright and alive... you can stop shaking me now..." You told him. He stopped shaking you.
A few seconds of silence later, he grew wide-eyed. You were confused, was something wrong? He grabbed your towel, threw it at your chest, and left with a red face.
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'What? Why did he-' Your thoughts were cut off when you looked at where he had thrown you the towel. 'Oh shit...' Was all you could think.
🤗😌🤗 Your little dumbass had worn a white tank top, which became see through with your sweat. 🤗😌🤗
Don't worry, you had a bra on so he didn't see anything. 😊👍
"I'm fucking stupid." You told yourself before wrapping yourself in the towel.
You turned off the sauna and made your way to your dorm. You changed into some pj's and immediately fell asleep.
Monokuma made his nighttime announcement which woke you up, but you fell asleep right after.
You dreamed about what had happened with Taka, and eventually you woke up to Monokuma's morning announcement. Stretching your arms and yawning, you laid in bed for a couple more minutes.
Finally comvincing yourself to do something, you got dressed and left your dorm. You bumped into Makoto, who seemed to have seen a ghost.
"Y-Y/n... I... here, come with me." He said as he pretty much dragged you to a dorm. He led you to the bathroom and- before you could get any wrong ideas- you saw Sayaka there, unconscious.
She was plugged into a machine that would help keep her breathing and alive. 'Monokuma might've done this to keep her alive.' You thought. You were shook at the scene that was infront of you. "S-Someone..." Before Makoto finished his sentence, you put a hand on his shoulder, assuring him it was alright.
The injured body discovery announcement was announced, and soon everyone found their ways to the dorm where Sayaka laid unconscious.
While everyone took in what had happened, Monokuma appeared. "Oh boy oh boy! The first injury! Puhuhu! She'll be unconscious for a couple of days, mabe weeks, that's for sure! Anyways, here's the Monokuma file!" He gave out the files and then disappeared.
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The file read:
After reading through the file, you began to investigate the bathroom. Almost everyone else went to investigate another area. "She has the stab wounds, so the Monokuma File is right about that... hm? What's that?" You asked yourself. You shifted her unconscious body to the side. "11307... what could that mean?"
Remembering how the door looked when you were first dragged into the room, you decided to look closely at the door. The doorknob was almost forcefully teared out and it seemed like it scratched the wall from being opened by force.
You decided to study the area a bit more and then decided to look around the room. At this point you closed yourself off from everyone and had no conversation whatsoever.
You saw Kyoko studying a notepad- which you didnt bother asking to not interrupt her- so you decided to look at the scratches on the wall. "Yup, these were caused by that katana." You yold yourself, now looking at the katana on the floor.
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You had spent your time looking at the room closely that you didn't notice Kyoko had left the room. "Might aswell take a look at that notepad." You told yourself.
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"Huh? Then... whoever she asked to meet with must've probably... injured her..." You spoke to yourself.
You decided you were done checking the room, so you went to see if there were any clues in another area. You walked around for a bit and saw Makoto infront of a garbage-disposal kind of thing. "Makoto, did you find anything?" You asked him. "Well, just that broken crystal ball and... a torn sleeve." He stated. You thought for a bit.
"If the attack happened during nighttime then they must've hurried to dispose of evidence as to not get caught. Therefore, they didn't see tha sleeve that wasn't disposed." You mumbled to yourself. Makoto seemed to have heard and took your theory into consideration.
After studying the area a bit more, Monokuma made his announcement, "Everyone please make your way to the gym!"
"Well, looks like it's time..." You said.
You then made your way to the gym.
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