A|N: This idea's been fresh in my mind since I finished DDLC for about the millionth time. Where it's heavily implied that Monika can hear everything that happens concerning her friends, but can do nothing about it. As someone who adored every Doki, Monika really stands out not only as the antagonist but as a person. I hope I've done her justice. Happy reading!

The worst part was that they only bothered her late at night. In the dark, where no light glistened, listened to Monika's pleas for silence and nonviolence. No hurt, ot wails, or murmurs of self-hatred. She'd had enough of that to make a thousand poems from her brain alone.

The voices, of her friend's. Sweet and shy. Bitter and overwhelming. They weaved into the night a gun, a shot sounding like warning-wrapped presents of sorrow. Made her heart beat to keep up with her speeding brain.

Voices, pleading, sobbing, begging to a someone Monika couldn't hear. Sometimes an adult man, sometimes to a teenage girl, sometimes to someone hidden deeper inside that. All conjoining, all rapture, all building into a sound system that she couldn't turn down. A endless poem of meaningless.

In the dark that meant nothing, an abyss of infinite pointless noise. Fake, nonexistent, non-important, so why did it grate so? Why did it blast inside her ears an inescapable cry for help?

Or scream of shame-induced pleasure. Or whimper against the tortured self by itself. All these girls, placing Monika a savior, when they couldn't see she wasn't worth anymore than them. Without her ephina, her pen enough to rewrite worlds, she'd be nothing more than the perfectionist kid.

Maybe that's why she hated it. Always having to find a solution for most trivial errors in her life, and suddenly she couldn't even put headphones on to wash out the bloody viscera of her friend's fates. Imaginary yet real when it counted as white noise.

There'd be no sleep tonight. Just like every other night. Just like every other day it seemed. Monika closed her eyes, inhaled, and pretended she couldn't hear Sayori's neck being crushed under her own weight from miles away.