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Prologue Part 1: Too Bad, It's Only for Winners
It was never my desire to be standing at the gates of Ryouseikan Academy, but I was anyway. A school for gifted students, children spanning from ages fifteen to eighteen who happened to be more talented than everyone else. I always wondered why they were signaled out. Why they were given special treatment and a higher level of education than everyone else. I wanted to go to Ryouseikan, but at the same time, I hated it with every fiber of my being. I was accepted because I was talented at one thing and for nothing else. What was even the point? For this school to act as a Hope's Peak ripoff? Why make another talent cultivating and researching facility? I don't hate people with talent, I just hate what these schools are providing these students with and what it does to the rest of the world. More importantly, thanks to Ryouseikan Academy, I haven't seen Konami in years. Although, this implies my one chance to reunite with her.
Ryouseikan Academy was a very secretive school. On one hand, that meant the likeness of the students could be kept under wraps. Students made it their own business to put themselves out there, not the schools'. On the other hand, that also meant that the practices of the school were mostly kept secret. It was government funded, although, mostly run independently without much interference.
Students were able to attend via a series of written entrance exams. Each had to be passed with a certain score until the student in question was finally accepted. It may sound tedious and rigorous, but if you're actually qualified enough, it's really not that terrible. More of a drag, really. That's all any commoner knows. Even my guess is as good as everyone else's.
It may be a good idea to just go in and meet the inevitable. My friend already gave the information about my classmates beforehand so I already know who they are, from a base level at least. I stepped through the gates, down the hallway, and when I placed my hand on the door of my homeroom and pushed it open. I was met with quite the colorful cast of characters contrasting with a mundane classroom. I recognized a few faces, but some of them I would only be able to remember by name and title. They all looked oddly confused.
"Is this all of us?" A girl with short caramel-colored hair and a green cardigan asked the entire class.
"There are sixteen desks and from what I counted, he is the sixteenth student." A girl with black hair and glasses replied.
"Hmph. I'm getting tired of waiting." A girl with long lavender hair and skirt pouted.
"Hey, does anybody know who and where our teacher is?" A boy with silver hair and a leather jacket with a yakuza emblem asked.
"Is it just me or does anyone not know how they got here?" A boy with white hair and red eyes muttered. He looked at me specifically because I was the last person to come it. After he mentioned it, I realized that my memory of walking through the school to find my classroom in the first place was beginning to blur.
"I-I don't h-have a very good feeling about this…" A boy with navy blue hair and a basketball jersey stammered.
A boy with a burn scar over his right eye and a lab coat tried to slide it open with an immense amount of vigor. At one point, he even tried to kick it down, but it wouldn't yield. "What the hell?! It won't fucking budge!"
"S-same on this side too…" A girl with black hair and a black sailor blazer added.
"What hellion would dare trap us here?!" A small boy with a black cape and pilots cap exclaimed.
"What is this blasphemy?!" A girl with short blue hair and black blazer shouted.
How was it remotely possible to stay calm? I knew I shouldn't have ever stepped foot on these school grounds. Will I disappear too? Just like Konami? I had so many questions and I didn't see them being answered any time soon. My body then forced me to stop thinking about it. I was growing dizzy and everything was starting to blur. My vision was swimming, dragging along with a strong, unavoidable current. Eventually, it all became obsolete. I blacked out.
A/N: Now that I'm finally back on the site, I'm pretty excited to share the rest of this.
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