Mikan's POV:

I was a complete wreck at the opening ceremony. Not only did I feel totally out of place, but I couldn't get the previous encounter out of my mind. A death threat on the first day? That was a new low, even for me. Everything that had happened so far... it was a huge blow to my already low self esteem. It just made me feel even more so that I didn't belong in a place like this.

With those thoughts in mind, I headed to my dorm in somewhat of a daze. My body almost felt light as I looked down at my feet, legs practically moving on their own. 202, 203, 204; I counted the number plates until I reached my room, 210. I took a deep breath, ready for some time alone.

Man I wish I knew why the world never allowed me peace of mind.

When I opened the door, who else did I see but the same purple haired boy from earlier. Kokichi was sitting on a bed, having seemingly already claimed his side of the room. I quickly apologized, and began leaving the room. Maybe I had the wrong number? However, before I could leave, his voice stopped me.

"Hey, where do ya think you're going?" he sniffled. "D-Do you really *sniff* hate me that much?!" and then, he started to... cry? "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah, you're so mean!" and just as soon as they had started, the boys tears stopped. Kokichi sniffed one more time, before once more looking at his hand "Kay, I feel a lot better now." he said frankly, as if the previous breakdown didn't even happen.

I, on the other hand, could barely comprehend what had just happened. I was about to open my mouth to speak, only to once more be interrupted by Kokichi. "So, you're my roommate, huh?" he said, placing his hands behind his head. The position of his body was relaxed enough, however I could almost feel his eyes looking at every inch of me.

It sent a chill down my spine.

However it seemed as though I could finally respond. "U-Um, I think so..? S-Sorry..." I said, cringing a bit. Part of me didn't want to believe that my luck was so bad that I'd be paired with the person that I had just made a complete fool of myself in front of, and yet here I was. At this point, there was almost no denying it. We were roommates. 

A laugh. "Nishishi, well this should be super duper not boring!" he said, keeping his relaxed pose. Could he get anymore confusing? Cocking my head, I spoke "I- W-What do you mean by that?" I ask. For a moment, I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach, as I imagined the worst.

Desperation finally got to me, as I prepared to make an offer. I hadn't wanted to say these words while I was here, but... they seemed necessary. However, before I could speak, I was once more interrupted by Kokichi.

Kokichi's POV:

Aug, great I gave her the wrong idea. Wait... her. Did I seriously not even know her name yet? I could have sworn that she had mentioned it at the gate, but at this point it was becoming clear that no such thing occurred. Damn it. Well, this was as good a reason as any to interrupt her. Still annoying. "Oh, nothing much. Just that you owe me for not killing you earlier, nishishi." delving deep into my mask, I looked at my hand "Sooooo, you can start paying me back by telling me your name, peasant."

The look of confusion on her face was gold. I watched her scramble to go through the formalities- A quick "Sorry!" for not saying it sooner, and a bow to accompany it. After all that, she finally gave me the information I'd asked for. "My n-name is Mikan Tsumiki, t-the... um, ultimate... nurse."

...Huh. What was up with the pauses in between saying her title? Most people here seemed to be excited, or nervous about their title, but she... almost seemed apprehensive?

Well whatever, I got what I wanted. "Ohhh, ultimate nurse, huh? You could be totally useful!" I said, continuing to study my new roommate. There was one thing I couldn't quite place about her though... 

"Hey, hey, what are those bandages for?" I asked, coming closer to get a better look. "Oh, is this that cosplay thing I heard about? Do you like, do it to get into character as a nurse!? Oh oh, or do you test out new methods of healing others on yourself? Haha, that's sooo messed up!" As I word vomited my theories while buzzing around her, Mikan only seemed to get more and more uncomfortable.

"P-Please stop, i-it's really personal!" Mikan pleaded, looking as if she was about to cry. I thought for a moment: I guess I'd gotten the information I wanted "Hmmm... okay!" I said, taking in the new information. Bandages linked to something personal... most likely they have a practical use then. There should be actual wounds under there if that's the case. May even play into the stutter. 

Well, that was pretty successful. Satisfied, I sat on my bed, swinging my legs back and fourth. "Soooo roomie, you gunna set up your side, or what?"

Mikan's POV:

I took a few seconds to process what had just happened, before snapping back to reality. "O-Oh, right" I said, hurriedly clasping my bag and rushing over to my side of the room. I kept my head low, doing my best to avoid looking at Kokichi. However, from the few glances I did get, it almost looked like he was a child waiting for his parent to finish doing something. He was just... really weird.

However I put those thoughts to the side, not wanting to bother him with my presence for longer than needed. I pulled a few things out of my bag, and placed them on the desk provided on my side- a few cotton balls, tweezers, tongue depressors, a thermometer, and a log book. If possible, I wanted to make sure to be able to do quick check ups in here in case the nurses office wasn't open.

"Woah! You're really serious about this nurse stuff, huh?" I heard Kokichi's childish voice call out behind me. I did my best to ignore him, but was forced to turn around when I heard his feet touch the ground. Before I could do anything about it, Kokichi was at my desk, inspecting the jar of cotton balls that I had just placed there. 

"A-AH, please, don't do that!" I pleaded, trying to stop him before they were no longer good. "T-Those are for wounds, so if they get t-touched then they won't be sterile anymore!" I explained, hoping that would deter the boy. He contemplated for a moment, before shrugging and putting the jar down.

"Fine." he said, placing his hands behind his head and walking back to his side of the room. "So what, you planning on having your office in here?" he asked, once more sitting down on his bed. Shaking my head, I explained. "N-No. It's just... the nurse's office isn't always open, s-so if there's a late night checkup t-that's needed then... um..." feeling awkward as I explained, I avoided eye contact, tugging at my bandages.

Kokichi's eyes brightened- "Woah! So if I get super duper sick in the morning, then you can like, do all the things needed to see what my symptoms are?" he said, seemingly intrigued by the idea. "Heh, guess i'm not going to be able to fake it with you around, huh?" he said, laughing.

"I-I um, guess so" I said, giving a nervous laugh to accompany Kokichi's. With that, I got back to work setting up my side of the room. I didn't bring too much with me, so all that was really left was to wait for my suitcase to come in. I placed some books and movies on a shelf, and then sat on my bed. With my work seemingly finished, I heaved a small sigh.

"Hey, roomie. Why don't we play something together?"

Alright! That should do it for this chapter of Bandaged With Lies. I hope that you enjoyed it! Also, for those who did Kokichi's free time events, i'm sure you already know what he's going to want to play pffft. So with that, here it is! Hope you have a nice day, and thank you for reading!