Junko's pov

"Christmas is such a hopeful time of a year...." I say as I put some marshmallows in my hot chocolate.
"Not this year ofcourse!!"
I turn around to the window and see the world covered in despair.
Monkokumas in their Christmas sweaters killing everyone around them.
"Merry Christmas, Bitches!"
I yell and laugh.

I love despair, I want the whole world to feel it.

I then look at the screen of the killing game. I watch as Hina is crying near a body of her friend.

I smile.