PeeButtGay

I have nothing to give to you So have one of my proudest works TW: Blood, violence, murder, sad things, violence and all that basic danganronpa jizzle Word count: 2,502 ________________________________________ Ouma felt the cold wall against his back. This wasn’t good. He didn’t think that Korekiyo, out of all people, would corner him against a wall and try to stab him, but it was happening, right in front of his eyes. Wasn’t Korekiyo, like, nice a few hours ago? Was it all a game of pretend for him? Ouma would’ve probably tried to consider the other as his friend if it wasn’t for this.   “Shinguji, wh