Kokichis pov

My sister was murdered. Quite brutally too. They showed me a picture of the crime scene. She lay in a pool of her own blood, stab marks littering her body. My beautiful sister. Who could have done something so cruel!

I lay in bed staring up at the ceiling. It was mornings like these that my sister would call me up for some homecooked breakfast. She'd kissed my head, rush off to work and return later to play some video games with me.

I knew however that those peaceful days were gone. My sister dead and she's never coming back!

I felt tears run down my cheek, stinging my eyes as they done so. I've been crying for hours but the tears just won't stop. Not that I'm making any effort to stop them. I don't even have enough energy or willpower to get out of bed.

Is this what chiaki was talking about? This overwhelming Dispair that takes over a person's life?

"aww what a sad sight this is. Not a face I expected from the brother of chiaki"

My head shot up at the sudden voice in my room. I didn't think anyone would be in my room. My eyes met with a boy with messy white hair and blue eyes.

"w-who are you" I stuttered nervously. I mean this guy just snuck into my room. This is exactly what chiaki warned me about!

He stood up with a grin "I am nagito Komaeda and I think I can help you with your little conundrum"