Danganronpa Crying Novels & Stories

The man’s face was pale, white as snow in the winter. “I’m nicely asking you guys. Why do you guys just beat me up like I’m a villain that you guys need to get rid of right away?!” Dana screamed in annoyance, shaking the room like an earthquake, with their voice echoing along the sides of the building, starting to crack with Dana’s rage. “Stop playing this annoying game, and let me help you guys!” “Then let you take Raphael as part of your collection, as you always do with all your sacrifices!? In your dream!”

I walked out of the meeting room, leaving behind a chorus of despair and panic. Some cried, "No, Ms. Cooper!" while others shouted, "This is all your fault, Keira!" A full-blown internal conflict had erupted, triggered by the fear of losing their paychecks. I returned to my office and locked the door. Outside, the cries, curses, and pounding on the door shook the floor like an earthquake. "Ms. Cooper, I was wrong! Please don't shut down the daycare!"

I never touched it. ~Day Two~ I don't know what time it is. Dark outside. Light outside. Doesn't matter. The replay button in my brain won't stop. Damon's eyes sliding past me. Sera's shoulder slamming into mine. "Thanks for warming the bench, fatty." The laughter. God, the laughter. It echoes in my head over and over and over. I start crying at some point. I don't even know when. The tears just come. They soak my pillow. They make my face puffy. They don't stop.

Millie continues "take his money, take his job, take his happiness, take his soul. It still won't be enough to pay back what he did to you" Tears roll down her cheeks and her vision becomes clear again. She can't think of the last time she looked in a mirror and her face wasn't dripping in tears "There you go, crying again. Like you always are" "I'm not" she wipes her face "I'm not crying anymore" "Good" ~

a familiar voice yelled in agony. “Jin?” I asked between tears shifting my eyes to the child who had been lying on the corner who I was sure was dead. He was slowly getting up as the rats which had covered some part of his body scattered off him. His lively, bright eyes had turned dull, almost like mine. “I’m sorry” I cried. “I’m so sorry, sorry” “NO!” he yelled in anger, causing the whole room to shake. I rapidly covered my ears still in tears. “I’m sorry!”

In fact, she had to accept Daniel's cruelty, which really troubled her. But… Why was he suddenly crying? Morana was stunned as she watched Daniel's tears fall down his cheeks, flowing slowly like dew on leaves. Was Daniel so frustrated to make Morana left Quirino to make him cry? To bring him to tears? It seems that it really doesn't make sense when it happens to Daniel. On the other hand, Daniel himself was not aware that he was crying. His mind drifted back to the early days when he met Rania when he saw the wound on Morana's forehead.

Drake tells me catching my face, his own emotions plastered all over his face I feel a warm wash of water flow from between my legs followed by more pain, drake looks down and his entire body freezes, “CARON CARON I NEED YOU CARON! He screams, i look down and realise im covered in blood, my own thoughts freeze, it was so much, it was everywhere and more was spreading out over the bed and dripping of the edge, drake turns, opening the door for a tired looking caron and a frantic looking fiona, as both of them see me they stop looking to each other then back to me

Drake tells me catching my face, his own emotions plastered all over his face I feel a warm wash of water flow from between my legs followed by more pain, drake looks down and his entire body freezes, “CARON CARON I NEED YOU CARON! He screams, i look down and realise im covered in blood, my own thoughts freeze, it was so much, it was everywhere and more was spreading out over the bed and dripping of the edge, drake turns, opening the door for a tired looking caron and a frantic looking fiona, as both of them see me they stop looking to each other then back to me

Past continues... “Why are you crying, Mommy?” Soren asked, his small hands trembling as he reached for her, trying to wipe the streams of tears from her face. His voice was filled with confusion and fear. Aadhira’s lips quivered, but no words came out. Every part of her body screamed in pain—not just from the physical wounds but from the loss, the helplessness, and the unimaginable horror unfolding before her eyes.