Prologue:

Dear Mr. Ryuki Nokura,

We are proud to say that you are one of the 16 talented students that have been selected for enrollment into Hope's Peak Academy for this fall. We would like to recognize you as the Super High School Level Artist. Hope's Peak strives on bringing talented young students and helping them to bring hope into this world. Should you choose to accept this offer, we will be holding your entrance ceremony in one week. There, you will meet all your fellow students and be officially welcomed into our school. We hope to see you in attendance so we can all bring the hope back into this earth.

- Hope's Peak Academy

I stared into the letter for what felt like forever; reading it's contents over and over again. Hope's Peak Academy wants me to join them. The school that guarentees anyone who graduates, success in life. No student in all of Japan would refuse an offer by them. Though I don't think my art is anything special, I can't argue with a letter from a prestigious school like this one.

Ryuki Nokura

SHSL Artist

Height: 5'8"

Weight: 145 lbs

My name is Ryuki Nokura. I am now recognized as the SHSL Artist. I was born into an average family, making enough money to get by with a little luxury from time to time. I was interested in drawing form a very young age; heck, my first word was even "pensule". My parents would always buy me the supplies I needed for art after I drew what they considered a "masterpiece". I also had a little sister two years younger than me who was into knitting and sewing and she was actually pretty good at it. On my tenth birthday, she got into a horrible accident involving a drunk driver and was killed on her way too school. I was still pretty young then but the pain still exists in my heart. We promised that one day, we would open a clothing store together where I would design and she would create. I still have this dream and getting into Hope's Peak can make that dream, a reality...

Putting the letter back in my pocket, I get one last look at myself in the mirror for good measure. My blue eyes and messy red hair, with that one little cowlick I can't seem to get rid of. I tried to dress well for my entrance ceremony for good first impressions with my fellow students. My favorite black coat open, revealing my white shirt underneath. I also wore my only pair of black jeans that aren't covered in paint and eraser shavings and my white shoes.

I grabbed the last piece of my outfit off of my closet shelf. It was a red hand-knit scarf my sister gave to me as a birthday gift. I promised to only wear it on important days of my life, to avoid it being damaged.

"Haven't used you in a while huh?"

I say one final goodbye to my parents and head off for the academy. I was both excited and nervous, but I think that's normal for any new student. The expectations are certainly high with this school and no student wants to ruin it's reputation. I get off of the monorail and walk up to the front gates of the school. I was paralyzed by both fear and joy as I stood upon the grand steps leading into the main hall. What would my new school life be like? What will my fellow students think of me? What awaits me after I graduate? All these questions ponder in my head as I take my first steps into the school.

Walking into the main hall I notice my vision getting blurry and a struggle for balance. The entire room seemed like it was spinning and I couldn't keep up with it all. My stomach drops and my legs become wobbly. Next thing I know, I black out. Darkness overcomes my mind as I try to regain consciousness. Visions of a little bear chasing me with a knife around the school.

By the time I wake up, im in what looks like a classroom, my mind still exhausted by the ordeal. Besides me, it's completely empty. What happened to me? Groaning, I lift my head from the desk and see a note written on a small piece of paper under my arms.

Come to the main hall as soon as you can.

Looking at the note, I start to take in my surroundings. Did I sleep through my initial entrance into the school? As soon as this though goes through my head, I fill up with pure embarrassment. I bet my classmates are already there. They probably think im weird for nodding off on the first day. I get up from the desk and start my way to the door, when I notice something a little more than strange. The windows have been sealed with large plates of steel. They seem to be securly placed there. What class am I in? I try not to think too hard about it as I make my way outside of the room. Despite never being in this school, I seem to have an idea as to where the main hall is. As I arrive I stop at the door and realize that I might have been right. 15 students stand in front of me.

Are these my fellow classmates?

AN: Hello everyone! This is my attempt at a SYOC story. I've been wanting to write this up for a while, but never really got any good ideas for it. After reading a fair amount of Fics, I think I have the mojo to do it. Going to be looking for seven guys and eight girls to be at the normal sixteen students. I was originally going to have the story take place in a whole new location but decided against it for the benefit of readers having a better understanding of locations and room layouts, (That knowledge is useful for mysteries.) so were here at good old Hope's Peak Academy.

Here are some rules for submitting an OC:

1. Submissions are only going to be accepted through PM. It makes it easier for me and helps prevent any spoilers for your character.

2. Please use the form below as that also makes it easier for me to understand your character to the fullest of his/her potential.

3. I will not be accepting any variations of SHSL Luck, Hope, Despair, Detective or ?. These have been done to death and I just don't want any of them here.

4. I will not be reserving spots for anyone. I don't want to wait around and potentially delay a chapter because you can't think of a good character.

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