Alright, I wanna make something clear, i'm not going to pair myself up with a fictional character...Also I plan to surprise you with something rather interesting down the road.

Anyway let's get back into it. :)

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Everything was black...I could feel my back against the cold, hard floor...It kinda felt like the time Katie accidentally tripped me...But, you know, worse...There wasn't really a pain anywhere but my head, but my body felt numb, to be honest it was more like I took a nap and woke up with a headache...

*Ugh...My heeead~...* I whined as I attempted to sit up, eventually I managed but something felt...wrong...I tried opening my eyes but everything was incredibly blurry, *Where am I?* I asked myself as everything started coming back into focus.

Slowly my vision started to clear, as it did I could feel my heart sinking in my chest, my eyes went wide, and the hand rubbing the back of my head fell to my side...I was no longer peacefully walking through the park, I was now sitting in the middle of a classroom, surrounded by empty desks, windows covered with metal plates, a security camera was coming from the roof, a whiteboard (Or banner) was on the left side of the front wall with Japanese text, a blackboard stood proudly at the front of the room, but the most noticeable thing...Was snoring taking place behind me...I slowly turned my head to see someone with relatively messy, light-brown hair, with an ahoge sticking out of the top, his head was hid behind his arms, which were covered in black sleeves, there was a note on the same desk...But the thing that struck me the most wasn't JUST my surroundings.

No I think what struck me the most was IT WAS ALL IN AN ART STYLE!

My brain went silent as I took a step back, I could feel my breathe slowly increasing in pace, sweat rolled down my head as something resembling panic set in...Then I did the most idiotic thing possible...I brought my hands to my face...

I recognized this art style, it was the most recent one i'd seen...This was the same art style for characters...In Dangan Ronpa...

My breathe stopped all together as everything started to shake, I could feel my knees shaking as my thoughts ground to a halt...I wanted to scream, I wanted to release the pressure building in my mind...But I couldn't...I even tried...

As if forgetting what had just happened I slowly reached for my throat, it was still there...I tried to talk but I heard nothing...No sound left my through but raspy air...As if bringing my panic back in full I felt my eyes shoot open in terror, *W-What the HELL!?* My thoughts rang out, *W-Why am I in Hope's Peak Academy, Why can't I talk, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?*

As I hyperventilated I realized I was still in this class with an unconscious Makoto Naegi, I felt myself calm down a little as my breathing slowed, if I was here and he was here then that meant that this had to be the start of the game...I stood up, still nervous but not panicking, remembering my near-panic attack I started checking my pockets for my inhaler, I sighed in relief, glad to know that I wasn't screwed if my breathing started acting up again.

I then looked back at Makoto, still asleep...

*If i'm really here...Then that means that i'm the seventeenth student, that also means i'm the only foreigner in the group...* I rubbed the right side of my head with my right hand, a contemplative look on my face, *If that's the case I don't think I have any way of 'talking' with them, I severely doubt anyone in the first game knew English...This also makes me incredibly suspicious...Shit!* I gripped at the sides of my head, *What am I supposed to do!? I can't communicate at all with them, even if I could there's no way any of them will believe me!*

Lost in my frustration I failed to realize that Naegi was starting to stir until it was almost too late, I felt nervous, what should I do? Stay here and try explaining that I don't know what's going on, try to help him out, or run...Obviously running sounds dumb but I don't know how i'm supposed to do, no matter what i'm still here, still apart of the Killing School Life...

The decision was made for me as his head rose up, with tired eyes...And a line of drool on the table...Really attractive Naegi, you go...

He looked almost exactly like he did in the game, his whiteish skin, his light brown eyes, all the way down to the design of that hoodie-jacket he always wore...Do I even NEED to describe him, the fact of the matter is a well-loved game character was sitting right in front of me, in the flesh...He looked around, not noticing me quite yet, "Wh-What..." a questioning voice escaped his mouth, "Where am I?"

ENGLISH!?...Wait, is this because I only know the English version?...AM I BENDING REALITY!?...No, probably not...

I walked over to his left side and poked his shoulder, trying my best to get him to wake up, *Oi, get up, this world needs the power of your Ahoge!"* I declared in my head, almost breaking my questioning expression...Thank god for Drama Class.

Having finally registered my presence his head turned to look at me as he stood up, it was hard to read his expression but i'd have to say it was confused, "Huh...Who are you?" He asked, not entirely awake, he waited for an answer but was met by silence, eventually he decided to just voice his thoughts with a sweat drop rolling down the side of his head, "Umm...Hey, did you bring me here?"

I thought about this, I could nod but even then i'd not be able to say anything about the actual location, I sucked at playing charades, and Naegi needed to start investigating...I shook my head, his shoulders dropped slightly.

"Oh, sorry." with this he rubbed the back of his head, "Um, my name's Makoto Naegi, it's nice to meet you." he extended a hand, I accepted it with a smile.

He seemed to be waiting for a response, after we broke the handshake I thought of how to convey the message, *Let's see...Is there a Universal sign for being Mute?...I don't know Sign Language and I don't think it'd help me here anyway...* with this I decided the obvious choice would be to rub my neck and try talking, surely enough all that came out was a muttered noise and raspy air as I tried forming words, which failed, *Was I muted so i couldn't spoil anything?*

Makoto seemed to catch on, he put up his hands defensively, "Oh, sorry, I didn't know you couldn't..." he tried his best to figure out what to say, I knew that introductions were important but I needed to hurry this along before the announcement otherwise we'd both be late and suspicious...And likely chewed out even worse by Ishimaru...I closed the gap between us and poked him hard on the right shoulder before pointing at the camera, "Huh?" he followed my pointing to the offending object, "Is that a security camera?..." he asked himself, "Gotta keep creeps out somehow...right?"

I nodded, it wasn't the real reason but I couldn't let him know that I knew more then I was letting on, *But if I am here how is monokuma going to react...Or I guess I should say Junko...Then again I do fill that suspicious, empty, sixteenth stand...*

Makoto was now distracted by investigating, knocking over the metal plates over the windows, looking everything over...Reading the note, which was surprisingly in English. He rubbed the temples of his head as he tried figuring things out, "Okay...So you didn't bring me to this classroom, but if I passed out...This must be a classroom in Hope's Peak Academy...Right?" he asked, I nodded, he smiled, "Okay, so I was right...So maybe...Somebody saw me in the hallway, brought me here, and then left for the Entrance Hall."

I shrugged, crossed my arms over my chest, I put on my best poker face, *Nope, that's not even close to what happened...*

Naegi then looked towards the door, "We should probably hurry, everyone may still be at the Entrance Hall, right?" I nodded, with this we exited the room and stepped into the hallway, still as ominously colored as ever...If Naegi had any thoughts on this he was keeping them to himself.

The more I thought about it as I walked I thought of something hilarious, *I'm like Ludger, a silent protagonist that knows a lot about the situation, does that make Naegi my Elle?* my cheeks puffed up as I suppressed the laughter that wouldn't be heard anyway, why did I laugh?

Makoto Naegi dressed like Elle...That's why...

Luckily Naegi doesn't catch on, I watched, walking nervously as we approached the door to the entrance Hall...I could feel my heart beat rising, *I am SOOOOO not fucking ready for this...*

Entrance Hall

As the doors opened I could feel my heart skip a beat as the fourteen familiar faces turned their heads to the doors, the ultimate students...I felt much more overwhelmed now, now that several eyes were on me, ow that I was in the presence of such 'powerful' characters...All of them somehow made real...

Hiro was the first to speak, "Hey, you guys must be new too, right?"

Naegi responded, "Huh. Then you guys are...?"

chihiro nervously stared at us, "Yeah, we're all new here. Today's supposed to be our first day of class."

Yamada seemed to be doing math in his head, "Sooo...Counting them that makes...Sixteen, it seems like a good cutting point but I wonder if this is everyone?"

I stared at the scene before, unable to talk, unable to respond...

This was the first day of my new life, a life where sixteen students would try to kill each other for their own, selfish goals...This was my challenge, save as many lives as possible...

Could I really save these people...?

ANNNND that's chapter two, next is Introductions which may be quite difficult now that I've been shut up. D:

Anyway, I hope to see you again for the next chapter! :)

Nagito: Did somebody say HOPE!? :D

Jane: Shut up, your not supposed to be here yet! D: