This is an Oumota fanfiction 'cause I'm bored and having brainrot.
It's going to switch between Kaito's 3rd POV narrative to Kokichi's.
As of everything I write, there will be the usual; Angst, maybe smut, depressing themes and topics. This will be similar to the story in my oneshots book; "Three A.M."
Spoiler warning(?)
Erm- None of the characters belong to me, and if there's fanart at the top, it's not mine unless I say so. Some chapters will be co-written/edited by Haijme/Mikey (who does not have a Wattpad account.) Big thanks to them, btw!
I will put warnings at the top of chapters and the chapter name down below in case your device doesn't register fonts.
Thank you and please enjoy!
Updated: Wednesday, October 27th, 2021 at: 2:14 P.M.
Kokichi's POV will now be in bold until his mental health recovers; a little thing a friend told me to do and I thought it'd be a great idea.
Updated: Wednesday, October 27th, 2021 at: 6:56 P.M.
"3 A.M." no longer exists now due to me deleting my oneshots book lol.
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Fanfiction//[Influenced/inspired by the song; Soap. Melanie Martinez, Hey, Soul Sister; Train and Gone, Gone, Gone; Phillip Phillips.]// The game has ended. Kaito Momota was sure he had died. Everything seemed to be in a haze, except for the feeling for Kok...
