Fuckity Fuck, Fuck!
Everyone has bad days, its just fucking normal for people to have bad days. Even in a stupid ass killing game.
For Kokichi it started as soon as he woke up that morning, falling right out of the damn bed and falling face-first into the floor.
That had just foretold his impending doom for the day.
Then another shitty thing happened at breakfast when he somehow managed to piss off Maki, already getting his first threat of the day.
Ouma was so fucking tired, and it wasn't even 10 am yet. He just wanted to end this dumbass killing game and move on with his life. He wanted to see D.I.C.E again, he wanted to feel loved again, he wanted to get out of here goddamn it!
Kokichi kept his mask up though, not letting anyone see what the real Kokichi looks like, not letting them see the broken little boy that could hardly keep himself together.
It was the end of breakfast when he made the first fuck up of the day, and it was such a rookie mistake too! Kokichi wasn’t paying much attention as he should have and accidentally spilled Panta on Maki, he tripped god damn it! Why couldn’t he do something without people seeing it was a mistake!? Kokichi could feel himself getting more and more pissed as the seconds of silence continued.
“Do you wanna die?”
“Yes! Maybe I do!”
His hand flew up to his mouth quickly, he didn’t mean to let that slip. What the hell!? He was sure he would’ve made a joke trying to piss the assassin off more, so why didn’t he!?
“Ouma-kun, t-that's not a very good thing to lie about…”
He looked Kaede right in the eye before slowly removing his hand from his mouth and replying.
“I wasn’t ly-”
He quickly slapped his hand back over his mouth, shaking as he tried to puzzle things together. Why couldn't he lie!? He wasn’t doing this on purpose.
Kokichi ignores the shocked looks on peoples faces and quickly turns to Kirumi, removing his hand.
“Ask me a question.”
Kirumi nods before asking calmly “Why do you keep calling me your mother?”
Shit.
“You remind me of an actual loving mother that I never had and you make me feel somewhat safe during this hell hole of a school.”
Everyone paused around them. Some still thought he was lying while the others were quickly growing in concern.
Ouma’s hands started shaking slightly, he couldn’t keep it all hidden anymore, he couldn’t hide behind his mask without lying. Shit. Shit. Shit. What was he going to do?! Was this a motive or something!? Why only him!?
Kokichi slowly looks up “That wasn’t a lie, I can’t lie,”
“Pssh! Yeah right! C’mon and admit it already!” Kaito was the first to speak after the long pause of silence. The others quickly followed up to also get Kokichi to tell the truth and stop lying.
No one believed him.
His mask was cracking quickly, he needed to leave and quickly.
Ouma quickly stood up and ran over to the door, shouting his false excuse of “Running away from my problems before I tell you an-” The hand came back before he could finish anything.
Everyone just sat in silence.
Kokichi had managed to avoid most of the class for a good three hours, he had pulled out his darkest weapon yet and used the fucking vents to get around.
The FUCKING vents!
Kokichi was crawling through the stupid ass vent trying to sneak around Miu and Kiibo in the hallway, it seemed forced in his opinion, with Miu not using as many curse words and Kiibo being as stiff as aboard. Miu constantly looked around, up at the ceilings and down the hallways.
She looked like she was searching for something.
Or someone.
Kokichi realized almost too late that they were looking for him as he heard shuffling behind him in the vent.
HOW THE HELL DID ANGIE FIT IN THE GOD DAMN FUCKING VENT!?
Kokichi quickly flung himself out of the metal grate and out into the hallway, briefly making eye contact with Miu before booking it down the hallway.
He heard Angie shout something to Miu and Kiibo before turning the corner and slamming straight into Kirumi, He almost fell over as he shouted an apology over his shoulder and continued running.
The fuckers chased him for at least an hour.
Ouma couldn't even go back to his fucking dorm! Maki was guarding it with Kaede! He hid in the closets and under desks until they ran off trying to find him.
Kokichi sighs quietly and snuck his way through the halls, managing to make it outside without being spotted, he had managed to avoid the front with Kaito and Gonta standing at the doors. Thank fucking god for windows…
Kokichi grins to himself as he climbs a tree, thinking he was in the clear and safe from the other classmates. No one would think that scrawny little Ouma would manage to climb a tree on his own!
He was very fucking wrong.
Up in the god damn tree was fucking Rantaro! God damn it Rantaro!
Rantaro snuck up behind Kokichi as he settled on the branch, quickly grabbing him by the waist and slinging him onto his shoulder. Kokichi screamed loudly and immediately started kicking and screaming trying to get down.
“WHAT THE FUCK!
“GOT HIM! CODE PURPLE I GOT THE GRAPE FUCKER!”
Kaito and Gonta came running, Kokichi’s time to escaped dwindled quickly as he panicked as to what to do. So Kokichi did what he did best, be Kokichi.
Kokichi quickly squirmed his way up in Rantaro;s arms and bit down on Rantaro’s neck, biting down as hard as he could. His panicked mind couldn't think of anything better to do!
Rantaro yelped, he quickly let go of Kokichi and gripped onto the tree as they plummeted.
Did Kokichi mention that he has a high pain tolerance? He landed wrongly on his foot as he came crashing down with Rantaro, who got fucking LUCKY and was caught by Gonta.
While they fussed over Rantaro and his bleeding neck he attempted to limp away unnoticed, at least he TRIED to anyway. Kaito quickly caught him, and ran full speed at Kokichi, taking him to the ground.
“Why are you running!?”
“Why do you fucking care! WHY WHY WHY WHY!?”
His mask was quickly falling, Shit shit shit shit! He can't let them see! He was Kokichi fucking Ouma! A heartless monster that gladly used other people to his advantage to get what he wanted! He felt no guilt! A compulsive liar and theft! He was the failure that picked up the broken pieces of someone and guled them back together!
He doesn’t have the right to panic right now!
Yet he still does, the mask shatters right before everyone's eyes as they come running, he screams and kicks the ground making his injuries worse in his last futile attempts to escape, cursing out every last thing as all of the emotions he kept hidden bubbled to the surface. Tears violently streaming down his face and he screamed his voice gone, trying desperately to lie his way out like he did to everything.
His world went dark as he felt a chop to the back of his neck. Knocking him out mid screaming.
And the group was left to pick up the broken pieces of what was left of Kokichi Ouma.