[Fic] Concussed

The first time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he genuinely didn't know it was there. His stomach lurched as his foot plummet through the floor. Before he could realize what was happening, the board swung up directly into his forehead. Everything went black.

The second time, Kokichi avoided it because he knew where it was now. Why injure himself unnecessarily?

The fifth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he was bored. Ran-chan caught him.

The seventh time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because Ran-chan was there. He couldn't let him know he knew.

The eleventh time, Ran-chan was already dead, and Kokichi stepped on the floorboard just to feel something.

The eighteenth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard for the last time. He promised himself. He could just lie that he'd stepped on it to fool Ran-chan.

The twenty-sixth time, Kokichi avoided it because he had more important things to do. He swore to himself he wouldn't waste his time on anything as stupid as this again. He needed his mental faculties intact.

The twenty-seventh time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard to not feel anything for a precious few moments.

The fortieth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because maybe this time Saihara will care.

The seventy-third time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because it was just routine at this point.

The ninety-second time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he deserved to let it bleed.

The ninety-third time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because when he was alive, Ran-chan always kept bandages in his pocket just for this moment.

The one hundred seventh time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because maybe this time Saihara will care.

The one hundred sixteenth time, he found out how hard he needed to stomp to wake up in the locker.

The one hundred twenty-third time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard before the ritual, in front of everyone, just to buy Chabashira some time.

The one hundred twenty-sixth time, it struck him how blase he was about cracking his head. For the first time since Loop 11, he was scared.

The one hundred twenty-seventh time, he tried to quit again.

The one hundred thirtieth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard to reset on purpose for the first time.

The one hundred fifty-fourth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he wanted to stop thinking.

The one hundred fifty-fifth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he needed to stop thinking.

The one hundred fifty-sixth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he was so tired of thinking.

The one hundred fifty-seventh time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he needed a break.

The one hundred fifty-eighth time, Ran-chan kept steering him out of the way, so he never got a chance.

The one hundred seventy-second time, Shinguji got to him first.

The one hundred eighty-fourth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because maybe this time Saihara will care.

The two hundred sixth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because Ran-chan was onto him and no one in their right mind would willingly split their skull open this many times.

The two hundred fourteenth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because Ran-chan always cared, and that was nice.

The two hundred sixteenth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because Ran-chan always cared too much, and that was not nice.

The two hundred fortieth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because maybe this time Saihara will care.

The two hundred forty-first time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because maybe this time Saihara will care.

The two hundred forty-second time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because maybe this time Saihara will care.

The two hundred sixty-eighth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because Saihara never cares.

The two hundred sixty-ninth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he wanted to die and maybe this time he would. He woke up in the locker.

The two hundred seventieth time, Kokichi avoided it because he was afraid of his reason last time.

The two hundred seventy-third time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because it felt weird not to.

The three hundredth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he was used to it.

The three hundred tenth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because it was routine at this point.

The three hundred twenty-first time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because it was one of the few things left he had control over.

The three hundred thirty-sixth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he couldn't imagine not.

The three hundred forty-second time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he deserved it.

The three hundred fifty-eighth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he deserved it all.

The three hundred sixty-fourth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he deserved for all his consequences to never change.

The three hundred seventy-second time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because it was almost nice when he blacked out.

The three hundred eighty-first time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he could almost pretend it was all a nightmare.

The three hundred ninety-third time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he wanted Ran-chan to fuss over him again.

The four hundred first time, Kokichi stopped for a while, to punish himself for starting to enjoy it.

The four hundred thirty-eighth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because it had been awhile since he'd repented.

The four hundred fortieth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because he wondered not for the first time if it felt the same for Ran-chan when he took the shot put.

The four hundred forty-first time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because when Ran-chan was already dead, he felt closer to him laying in a growing puddle of his own blood like this.

The four hundred fifty-third time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard because that's just what happened.

The four hundred fifty-fourth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard.

The four hundred fifty-sixth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard.

The four hundred fifty-ninth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard.

The four hundred sixtieth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard.

The four hundred sixty-first time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard.

The four hundred sixty-second time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard.

The four hundred sixty-fifth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard.

The four hundred sixty-sixth time, Kokichi stepped on the floorboard. His stomach barely registered the loss of gravity as his foot plummeted through the floor. Before the board made contact with his head, he only briefly wondered how many more times he would have to do this.

In four hundred sixty-six loops, everything went black for the three hundred twenty-fourth time.