Wanted to do something angsty for Danganronpa 2.
⚠️TW/warning⚠️: this fanfic has mentions of feeling unwanted,feeling unloved,death,murder, self insert death,blood, mention of suicide, insecurities you may find harming, established personality, spoilers for Danganronpa 2.
I hope you read the trigger warnings. Let's begain with the fanfic.
Nobody
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You were never like your classmates. You were quiet,introverted,shy, ect. But you never wanted to be. You wanted to be proud and positive like Ibuki, Stern but admirable as Peko and Byakuya, Likable like Hajime, Shy and introverted but still get acknowledged like Mikan. Not be afraid to speak on something you saw wrong like Mahiru, pretty and strong like Akane, not scared to be weird but still have a good time being weird like Gundham. But you weren't. You were never any of those things. Even as a child, you weren't. You grew up feeling unloved, unwanted. Like you didn't even exist at all. You still feel that way. But you wish you didn't. You've thought of just leaving the world because now one even knew who you were. Why would they care? Everyday you think of yourself as selfish for wanting to be acknowledged. Loved. Wanted. But that didn't come. Now your in the trial room after murdering a classmate who murdered another. You weren't much help in the trial as no one ever knew you were there. You stood and watched as your friends were dying. Then finally you get sick. Your stuck in the hospital just being sick. Mikan was to busy with the rest to care for you.
When you see Mikan and Ibuki going to the music venue you follow them. Not knowing what was going to happen. You witness Ibuki being strangled and in the heat of the moment, you said something you didn't think you were capable of. "Mikan! Stop." Mikan stops what she's doing and looks over to you. You can see the despair in her eyes. She herself was sick just as you were. "Oh dear. Who are you? I've never seen you here" she laughed at you. She then dropped Ibuki's body and ran twords you with a box cutter she pulled out of her apron. You screamed but no one ever heard you.
Looking back to that memory you came to realized you would die as a unwanted, unloved, unknowledgeable person. And that made you sadder then the thought of dying did. As you bleed out. You knew nobody would care. You looked to see Ibuki still hanging in the spot she was when Mikan stabbed you and hung her up over the stage.
You wished that in your final moments you could've made an impression on at least somebody but that would never happen. You knew nobody would feel pity on your lifeless body. Why would they. They don't know you. Mikan didn't even know who you were. You died with a tear stained face knowing that nobody cared for you and nobody would.
Nobody.
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Hey guys. Sorry for the very angsty fanfic. If I need to add anymore Trigger Warnings let me know. If your feeling like this in anyway, don't be afraid to talk to someone. Nobody deserves to feel that way. Suicide may seem like a way out but it can impact so many people. So please think about talking to someone and getting the help you need and deserve.
-Sayaka
(sprite above is not mine. It's very pretty though)