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Makoto groaned. He couldn’t think straight and every time he moved it felt like his head was going to explode. Not to mention the awful fever. Being bedridden because he had the “despair disease” was probably the worst few days he had endured in this hell hole of a school.
The door opened slowly and someone cleared their throat. “Makoto.” It was Byakuya.
Makoto couldn’t even feel the energy in him to respond and just made a mixture of a sigh and a painful groan. Despite not having looked up, he could tell Byakuya had rolled his eyes.
“I’m here to give you some water. Kiyotaka advised me to do so.” he said, clearly unhappy with either of those things.
Thank you. I’m grateful.
“Ugh. I’m not grateful at all,” had he not been ill and weak, he would have slapped a hand over his mouth. That was not what he had meant to say at all and he could see Byakuya’s face twist in anger.
“Well,” Byakuya snapped, “If you weren't ill I would be leaving right now. However, you are, so drink this water so I can go.”
I can’t sit up, could you help me up?
Makoto groaned, “I-I can sit up on my own just fine. I don’t need your help at all.”
Rolling his eyes, Byakuya attempted to pass the cup to Makoto, “Yes I would hope someone of your age could manage to drink something on their own,” but when he made no attempt to take the water Byakuya placed it on the side angrily, “How incompetent are you? Just take the water.”
“I am! I don't need help,” replied Makoto, feeling increasingly sick and dizzy as the conversation went on, wishing he could just say what he ment.
Byakuya shook his head, “Fine. If you’re going to act like that I’m going,” he turned away from the bed, annoyance clouding his voice.
No! Please stay I’m sorry I-
“Haha! Yes please go!” Makoto giggled, not meaning a word of what he said. Tears were beginning to form in his eyes in desperation and confusion of trying to convey his words how he meant them. Why couldn’t he just say what he ment?
“B-Byakuya please-”, Makoto cried out but the door had already been slammed shut.
Byakuya walked down the hallway angrily. He wasn’t going to stand there and let someone speak to him that way. Even if it was Makoto and even if they were ill. He was Byakuya Togami and he wasn’t going to stand for it.
BING BONG DING DONG
Byakuya groaned as that god forbidden bell sounded, signalling Monokuma had something to say.
“Puhuhu!”, came the voice on the intercom, in such a cheerful voice that made Byakuya want to smash the robot bear to pieces, “Please make your way down to the gym to the best of your ability! I have an announcement I need to make!”
Despite the direct order and obvious consequences for not attending, Byakuya was half-tempted to ignore the bears announcement. However, he wasn’t stupid so he made his way down the the gym to see what Monokuma wanted.
He pushed open the door to find everyone but Makoto (and obviously himself) were all standing around waiting. Soon after Byakuya’s arrival, Monokuma popped out of nowhere.
“Aha! Well I'm sure you've all noticed that one of you has been awfully ill these past few days. Unfortunately for you, Makoto has contracted the despair disease! Now this wonderfully horrible illness is like a fever butttttt…” Monokuma drew out the word, “theres a number of other effects it can have. Being a coward, being super gullible… or what Mister Naegi seems to have: the liars disease!”
Byakuya raised his eyebrow. “And whats that supposed to mean?”
Monokuma cackled, “Well! Makoto is completely incapable of telling anything other than lies! Everything he says is a complete lie!”
“W-What?!” shouted Aoi, “How are we ment to talk to him?”
Scoffing, Byakuya said, “Just don't talk to him at all. Maybe he'll die in his room and we'll all have one less problem to worry about.” he had already started walking out of the room, thinking about Makoto’s behaviour when he visited earlier. It made sense now, after Monokuma’s announcement why he had been acting so oddly.
He ignored Hina's shouts about how horrible he was and left, heading directly to Makoto’s room.