I Just wanted to let you know that everytime that I make Angst I will make a alternate ending that is fluff because I dont want to make anyone unhappy

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--3rd person--

A Detective was siting in the library with a ping of worry for the killing game, he had never been good in situations under pressure, so this wasn't helpful at all.

--Shuichi's pov--

I was siting under the table of the library, I felt tears going down my cheeks. I'm going to let everyone down.. I'm going to let Keade down.. I felt the air around me get heavy. I was supposed to be with Keade at this time but I decided I needed some time to myself. I sat there crying to myself, as someone opens the door. I freeze. Is.. Is this how I die? The sensor goes off. I look up with my puffy red eyes and see a boy with green hair. I quickly shuffled back until my back hits the wall. I'm covered in darkness of the table, thinking that he couldn't see me but I didnt know my shoes were showing until.. "Saihara?" I jump at the sight of hearing my name.

--Rantaro's pov--

I leave the game room meeting to take down Monokuma, thinking there is no way of defending him unless we find the mastermind, I felt a bit of despair with in me but I keep my focus on the task at hand. I just need to have hope. I make my way to the library. I walk in and is about to go look around but then I see two black shoes under a table. My first thought that it was Shuichi Saihara, the Ultimate Detective. "Saihara?" Once I call out his name, a loud thump is heard. "O-Ow.." Yep its Saihara. I head over to the table and look down to see the anxious Detective under the table, rubbing the side of his head. "Um Saihara? Why.. Why are you under the table??" He looks up at me with his golden eyes that are red and puffy. Looks like he's been crying.. I go under the table with him and he moves over. I wipe a tear that was falling and look at him "Are you ok?"

--Shuichi's pov--

"Are you ok?" The Mystery boy asked me. Clearly Rantaro. It's not like I have been crying for the last 15 minutes or anything. "N-No.." I told him the truth because I know one way or another he was going to know that I wasn't so I just left it there. "Can I hug you?" I was slightly tooken back by his words but then shake my head yes. He puts his arms around my waist. I feel.. Safe. I quickly hug him back, making him jump a bit. He starts running his fingers through my hair, calming me down a bit. "So why were you crying Shuichi?" It made me blush a bit at the mention of my first name but, I replied "I-I.. I d-don't want to let everyone o-one down.. t-they are a-all relying on m-me and Keade.. b-but i-im the so-called Detective h-here... I-i have t-to save everyone.."

--Rantaro's pov--

I was a little taken back by what he said but I keep my cool composer and smile. "That's great Saihara~kun." He blushes then looks up at me. "T-Thank you, Amami~san" he looked at me in awe. I smile at him again "It was no problem Saihara" I keep running my fingers through Shuichi's hair, which us actually really smooth. He closes his eyes and lays his head on my chest. I want to protect him.. I feel my face get red. After a while I hear soft snores from the smaller boy and lay his head on a pile of book in my place, I stand up and start looking around A camera? As soon as I think that I hear a thud. I look behind me, seeing Tsumugi with a Shotball and one laying on the ground. I see her before.. The last thing I heard was a scream of a voice before... I leave this sick game..

--Shuichi's POV--

I felt at peace with him there with me but then I slowly fall asleep in his embrace. Went I wake up to a thud on the ground. I see that Rantaro was gone and i was laying on a pile of books. I look out from under the table as my sensor goes off. I see two pairs of feet. One Rantaro's.. and the other Tsumugi's? Then it clicked in my mind. Tsumugi is the Mastermind. I see a shot ball laying on the ground. I start to leave from under the table until.. In shock I run out from under the table and tackle Tsumugi before she could leave and I scream, like telling the others to come and help. I look over at the green haired boy and.. see the life drain out of his eyes.. just to think the boy who hugged me a second ago, the boy who made me feel safe, was now laying on the floor, dead. The boy who saved me from myself, and I couldn't save him...

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