Danganronpa: String Theory (DrV3)

3.6 - Someone Else's Face

They don't, of course, so I try kicking it down and instead only cause it to shake in the doorframe somewhat. At this point I start throwing my shoulder and arm hard against the door, honestly not even sure I still even want to go in or whether I'm just bashing into the barrier between me and the lab out of rage.

"Open...! You...! Stupid...! DOOR!" I grunt with every bang until my arm throbs enough that I can't stay upright anymore. My body hits the door with gradually decreasing force until I'm awkwardly sliding down the surface of it and onto the floor. I can't even feel my shoulder anymore as I flop on my back again, once again resuming my pitiful sulking as I stare up at the dirty ceiling. With how many cracks it has up there, it's a wonder the building doesn't just cave in and crush us under debris.

I can't get a stupid door to open...I can't behave like a civilized person and instead act like a rabid animal...I can't talk to Rantaro about our issues even though half of me wants to...is all this attitude and rage I can't control a result of my previous time as spoiled superstar Perfect Blitz? Am I just an uncontrollable bomb that explodes like this because I never learned to hold myself back?

Furthermore, If I can't do even stupid and basic trivial things, what makes me think I'm "the one" that will get us out of here?

....I wonder how many players have been in my place during all of Monokuma's killing games. Did they have such grandeur crazy fantasies that they stood toe-to-toe against Monokuma and the person working with him? The Mastermind? I wonder how many people died because they had an ego like mine. I wonder...if I'm just walking the carved trail straight onto Monokuma's silver platter.

I make my way back onto both my feet once I've sobered up somewhat, turning to look up at Kaede's now locked Ultimate Lab. Did Kaede think in such a prideful manner too?

Chatter in the courtyard is the only sound I hear, distant and light in the silent halls as I stare at the door thoughtfully. I'm not sure how long I'm laying there, but when I glance at the clock in the hall, it reads four o'clock. Not that it's the right time or even a working clock- it's currently growing weeds and fungi inside it's casing. If I still had my stupid monopad, I'd be able to see, but I guess because I'm such a problem, I'm doomed to lay here and guess.

...

I feel stupid. Mean, stupid, and like I've humiliated myself in front of everyone because of my arrogant bad attitude.

Not to mention I might have been ebbing closer to my own demise because of said hubris. I guess that's why pride is one of the seven deadly sins.

"Puhuhu~!"

It's not Monokuma, rather the bear that leans over my face is Monosuke, who looks ever so amused by my current state.

"Well, well, well! What do we have here? One brat who's finally given in to despair huh? Maaan, I guess Monophanie was right! Without Monotaro and Monokid following ya around like lost puppies for your approval, you really are a powerless shit-stain, Ugly!" Monosuke snickers.

I could open my mouth and tell him his "daddy-kuma" still doesn't care about him. I could remind him, as I know it's a sore spot for him, that he's still not protected by any of the school rules.

But no.

I just stare past him at the ceiling and sigh longingly.

... Stupid Rantaro.

"...You're no fun," Monosuke huffs, taking off his glasses and quickly rubbing each lens before popping them back on to tap one of his feet impatiently. "Father doesn't want us getting near you too much now. He says you might corrupt the rest of us like you did to Monotaro. You know what I think? It's unfounded. Monotaro was forgetful and easily manipulated, of course he'd get strung up in all your sweet talking!"