@despairnecessities || liked for a starter
“w-what the hell?”
he had to be seeing things wrong-- some trick of the light, a really similar cardboard cutout, anything to prove that the monochrome bear standing in front of him wasn’t real. makoto had already reunited with people he’d lost during the killing game, but this... this was just ridiculous!
“is this some kind of sick, twisted joke!?” his fists involuntarily clenched, eyes wide as saucers as he whipped his head around, searching. if this really was the monokuma he knew, that meant junko had to be somewhere nearby, right? the very thought made his blood run cold. “th-this isn’t funny! who's controlling you!?”













