Trial and Error | Danganronpa v1 x reader

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   "Ahem, anyways! We have been waiting! Waiting so very long for peasants like you to appear! If you swear your fealty to us, we will reward you with half of the entire world!" Junko grinned at all of us, a crown was placed on the top of her head. "We've even drawn up the deed already! We will grant you honor, status, and some of our home cooking! Have you made your choice? Will you serve under us?"

   "No thanks"

   "You're out of your fucking mind."

   "Fuck no"

   "N-No.."

   "What was the question?"

   We all looked at Yashihiro, it looks just like he was finally paying attention. Junko paused for a second before looking completely deflated. "Oh, did you think I was being serious? Sorry, I was just messing with you. It's been so long since I've had an audience, even I'm not sure what kind of role I'm supposed to play."

   "This...is the mastermind! She's... The real Junko Enoshima..." Byakyua was surprised.

   Kyoko quickly added, "what about Mukuro behind her wouldn't she also be the mastermind?"

   "Stop talking like we're not in front of you—Anyway, looks like I've finally been set free. Having to play Monokuma all the time, day after day... It was like I was stuck in purgatory, or like a slow suicide. I get bored so easy, ya know?"

    "Y-Your face..." Makoto murmured stammered.

    "Huh? What about my face? What's wrong with my beautiful face? People have told me I'm cuter than a hundred chihuahuas combined."

   "I feel like...this isn't the first time I've seen you." He explained. "No, I do remember seeing it... I'm sure I've seen her too somewhere. Was it...? Why can't I remember... oh, oh oh! That's right! It was before I ever came to this school. I remember seeing a magazine cover and you were on it!"

    "Wow, you have a pretty good memory." Mukuro was shocked.

   "So I was right... Then what you told me in the main hall when this all began..." Makoto looked over at me.

    "Is this when you basically insulted Mukuro?" I joked.

    "Haha, Y/N.... That explains why she didn't quite seem the same. Because she was a different person all along..."

    "I'm me, and Mukuro is Mukuro. She tried her best, no offense Mukuro but there's just no way she could have passed as the Ultimate Fashionista. Two people can never become one as long as the walls of mind and body exist... Not even if they're twins."

   "None... taken..." she sighed.

    We all shouted, "T-Twins!?"

   "I know, it's such a cliche, right? I'm almost embarrassed to admit it. So basically, Mukuro and I had your stereotypical 'twin' relationship... The older sister, tough and proud--that was Mukuro. The younger sister, smart and cute--that was..." Junko exclaimed, "Hyaaaahaha! Me! Junko fucking Enoshima! And together, we were the Despair Sisters! AKA the Ultimate Despair!"

   Mondo cried, "Whoa, she's a totally different person now!"

    "Like I said, I get bored easy as hell! I even get fuckin' bored with myself!" Junko sighed.

   "It's true..." Mukuro sighed.

   "B-But if you're twins, why do you have d-different last names?" Toko asked a very valid question.

   "Ugh, that again? You have any idea how many times people ask me that shit? Maybe it's new to your dumb ass, but it bores me to tears! Answering the same questions, over and over! Just make up whatever answer you want, I don't give a shit! The truth's fuckin' lame, anyway." Junko sighed.