Danganronpa Birthdays Novels & Stories

Samara Current Day It’s my birthday, not that anyone here knows it. I never told them when my birthday was, not my real birthday anyway. I didn’t give them anything that could make them put two and two together and come up with me being the lost daughter of Alpha Royal and Luna Jessica, or the lost sister of Alpha Theodore. But today, I turn 18. Today, I can finally begin to implement my plans for revenge.

“Well, I’ll catch you guys later. I want a bath before catching up on my sleep too.” Ren and Yuri both nodded. Tohya waved, disappearing down the hallway, leaving both Ren and Yuri behind. There was silence after that as Yuri walked down the hallway, turning her head slightly to look at Ren. “You coming?” “Yeah.” There was further silence before Yuri stopped in her tracks just then. “July 31.” Ren looked over at Yuri, a confused expression on his face. “Huh?” “My birthday,” said Yuri, turning towards Ren, a small smile on her face. “You asked me that before our mission, remember?”

“Any plans for your special day?” Amara shook her head. “Just the usual. Maybe I’ll find some time to celebrate later.” He frowned slightly. “You should do something fun. It’s your eighteenth birthday, after all.” Before Amara could respond, Damon walked in, his expression as cold as ever. “Breakfast ready yet?” he demanded, not even acknowledging her birthday. “Almost,” she replied, keeping her voice steady. “Happy birthday, Damon.” He grunted in response, not bothering to look at her.

Dalton winks at me. Friend, yeah wait until your birthday.

It's Grandpa's birthday banquet, and yet my fiancee is working late again, missing her one chance to meet the family. My brother and his wife, still bitter about me taking the project from them, don't waste the opening. "What good is all his money when his fiancee can't even show up on a day this important? She clearly doesn't take him seriously." "That's why Archer's the smart one. He landed himself Claire Donovan, of all people. Even her throwaway gifts start at seven figures." I'm about to fire back when the familiar name stops me cold. My eyes lock onto the bracelet of dark wooden beads the butler carries in. It's identical to the one my fiancee just spent a fortune on a few days ago.

The day I died in the present was my birthday. "My birthday is on the 9th of May." I said. My father looked at me. "Yesterday is the 9th of May. Your birthday is the same as my daughter's. The gods must've sent you to me." He said happily. From what I read, Nōhime's real birthday wasn't verified. No one knew much about her. I wonder why. "I'll leave you to prepare." He turned on his heel and left. Sato helped me to the bath and scrubbed me.

Kuwain asked as they began walking back to her desk! “To what?” Jhonia asked? She seemed surprised as she sat down looking up at Kuwain. "To what and why you wanted the day off!?" Kuwain stated askingly. “Oh! So, my birthday is October the 27th. On my 18th birthday my parents were murdered! I don't celebrate my birthday. I moaned the death of my parents. This Thursday is my father's birthday, sorry. I would like to do it alone, but this could be the beginning of our friendship, you know, between you and I! Since I'm opening up to you, I don't always get that close to share my birthday with anyone.” Jhonia explains why she won't invite him, but she points out the aura of a new friendship!

NAOMI "What celebration?!" I asked, facing Dylan. He frowned in return. "It's Hayden and Hazel's birthday today." He replied. My face was void of any emotions, but beneath I was dumbstruck. Do they celebrate Hazel's birthday?? But it's Nadia's death day!! Before I could say anything, Harold butted in by clearing his throat. "It's not like a grand party.. it's just like cutting a cake and wishing them with a gift.. that's it." Harold said.

He began to jump around. "How can a five-year-old boy be this good?" Jolene blinked in surprise. "I'll be six in three months. Mother and I will be celebrating our birthdays soon. Buy me cookies!" Dylan said cutely. "When is your birthday, Miss Jolene?" "December 3rd. A boring day to remind me that I'm getting old." Dylan chuckled. "Let's play another match." "I'll beat you this time around." "You bet." Tatiana's phone beeped. It was a message from Kings Entertainment Company. Her eyes widened at the message.

Date = 31 October More than a month has gone. Time flies. Place = San Francisco (paintball place) What do you expect from a load of adrenaline and testosterone-filled males? POV – Melaena Another birthday party. Damion’s birthday. 31 October. Of course, it’s Halloween. I eye my reflection while braiding my hair, already bracing myself. In this group, birthdays are never just birthdays. They’re more like survival challenges with cake. Last time — Logan’s party — all my brothers got taken out by STROH rum like dominoes. At least no one ended up in hospital. Which, in this family, counts as a win.