It was ten in the morning and the sun has already risen. Its light was beaming through windows of countless houses and buildings. Working men and women were buzzing to do their jobs whether inside an air-conditioned building or outside under the scorching heat of the sun. Children were playing outdoors getting themselves dirty without any care of the world. Students were inside their schools trying to survive from their teachers' commands.

It was almost midday. Some are almost done with their tasks but still full of energy while others are already drained from their daily activities wishing to lay on their bed and sleep. Most people had already risen from their comfortable beds to start their day. However, there are still some lying on their bed hugging their soft pillow unbothered by anything.

A young man was still asleep in his messy room. He was laying on his plush king-sized bed wrapped by his grey cotton fleece blanket. The AC of his room was turned on removing any uncomfortable, stinging heat. The wide, black curtains were blocking any light from the outside that might wake him up from his long slumber. The lad was hugging a white, soft pillow tightly.

The young man was deep in his sleep. It was as if nothing can wake him up.

After a few minutes, a deafening noise started ringing non-stop. It was coming from an alarm clock on the young man's bedside table. With the loud volume of the alarm, it was impossible for anyone to stay asleep, even for the young man.

The young man started to move sluggishly rolling on his bed. He tried to block the noise by covering his ears with the pillow he was hugging a while ago. However, it was impossible to block the alarm with just some pillow. Eventually, he gave up on attempting to stay asleep. Quickly, he started looking for his alarm clock blindly. He reached out his right hand onto his bedside table. Touching everything on his table, he finally found his alarm clock. He pressed on it and the ringing stopped.

He paused for a moment in silence. Then, he finally got out of his bed. He unwrapped himself from his warm blanket and sat down on the side of his bed. In his hands was his now quiet alarm clock. He stared at it and put it back on to his bedside table.

It was already quarter to eleven yet it did not affect his pace at all. He stood up and slipped into his blue slippers and went to his room's bathroom to do his business and brush his teeth. Also, he washed his face as well to get rid of the gunk in his eyes. He took the blue face towel near the porcelain sink and wiped his face with it. After that, he looked at his reflection on the mirror to see if he still needed to wash off dirt on his face.

In the mirror, the young man saw himself—a lanky man with a fair, almost pale, skin tone. He had dreamy almond-shaped, blue eyes. Freckles were apparent around his nose. His jawline is chiseled. His jet-black hair cut into a taper fade cut was still unkempt from sleeping. Combing his hair, his good looks became more apparent.

After that, he walked out of his untidy room and into the kitchen. He opened a cabinet and took out a box of his favorite cereal. Then, he took a metal spoon and a white bowl from the stainless steel dish rack. He went to the fridge to get cold milk for his breakfast. He closed the fridge and stopped.

He noticed a note was stuck onto the fridge with a heart-shaped magnet. He looked at it quietly before going back to the counter where he put his cereal and his utensils.

Written on the note was:

"Nao, I will not be back at the house until the weekend. I restocked the fridge. I also left some money. If you need anything, call me. -Dad"

The young man's name is Nao Hisoka. Nao is under the care of his father who is often not at home because of his job. Because of this, it became normal to Nao waking up in the morning finding out he is alone and will be alone for a couple of days. Whenever his father will be gone, he would find a note on the fridge saying his father will be gone. Because of his father's job, a cycle was made. Nao would find a note on the fridge, live without his dad for days, be surprised to see his father asleep on the couch in the living room, and be gone after a couple of hours.

Seeing the presence of a note on the fridge, Nao immediately knew what it was for and did not even bother to read it. He went back to assembling his first meal for the day. He poured into the bowl the cold milk first. Then, he added the right amount of cereal for him. He took the bowl and sat on top of the counter beside the box of cereals.

As he was eating, he was staring at the clock beside the fridge. In his mind, he was planning on what to do for the day. I need to go to school to turn in my worksheets in math. Other than that, there is no reason for me to stay at school. He thought to himself after swallowing his fifth spoonful of cereals.

Nao is not fond of attending school. He hates it. The mere thought of sitting inside a classroom bothers him so much. Because of this, he only attends school when there is a quiz to answer, a project to pass, or a handout to submit. Most of the time, he is at home doing whatever he wanted to do.

I should go to school first. Then, I can stay at home and waste the day. He made up his mind. His plan was to go to school first and then go home to do nothing. He finished his bowl of cereal, washed the bowl, and put the cereal box back in the cabinet where he took it.

He went to his room to prepare for going to school. He took a long, peaceful shower. Then, he dried himself with his bath towel. He took his uniform out of his closet and put it on. He buttoned his uniform. He combed his hair, losing his bed head. He jammed his worksheets inside his empty white string bag. Also, he took his phone and wallet with him. Before leaving his house, he took the money his dad left with him.

He started walking in the heat of the sun. With him was an umbrella providing him shade to hide in. Even though his house is very near to his school, he hated walking to school.

I am starting to sweat. Why is it so hot? This is too much work for math. After this, I will definitely go back home and take a bath.

The heat was unbearable for him. He hates the sunny weather so much.

Nao continued walking under the scorching sun. A few moments later, he has arrived at school. It was silent like a ghost town. Students were quietly listening to their teachers. Some were focused on learning while others are slowly falling asleep. The corridors were empty. No one was roaming around the school—except for Nao.

Nao strolled down the hallways. His steps were soft and soundless to avoid interrupting ongoing classes. Passing by every classroom there was, he heard every lecture happening. There was a teacher forcing a student to read a passage from Oh Captain, My Captain. Next to that class was a dull math class discussing integrals. Every class was informative but nothing captured the attention of Nao. He did not stop to listen. All he did was go on until he reached the cafeteria.

The cafeteria was a spacious room. It was filled with dozens of tables and chairs. The food display was being filled with lunch by the lunch lady. There were people wiping the tables. Some were sweeping, making sure the cafeteria was clean before the students arrive.

In the middle of this enormous area was Nao sitting on a chair fiddling with his phone. He was playing games on his phone to kill time. It was only a few minutes until lunch break. Nao was waiting for the bell to ring and for students to come flooding the room. He wanted to pass the handout during lunch break.

Kriiiing…kriiiing…kriiiing…

The bell finally rang signaling the start of the lunch. Students came rushing in the cafeteria to be first in line. On the other hand, Nao was dawdling. He slowly stood up from where he was sitting and pushed the chair back. Walking towards the door, he caught the attention of everyone near him. People were whispering about him. Some were admiring his face while others were curious why he has appeared again and for how long he will stay in school.

Nao has garnered a reputation for his looks and his skipping habits. He would be gone for days and attend school to answer a test and get a perfect score for it. No matter how much he skipped, he has always gotten high marks because of his stock knowledge and projects.

Why am I such a big deal? It is not like I am the only one who skips classes. I am pretty sure they want to cut classes too. Why don't they just do it?

Disregarding everyone's whispers about him, he continued walking to the faculty room. He stopped in front of the door and knocked on it three times. Slowly, he opened the door. Greeting him were his teachers' faces painted with surprise. Nao did not wait for anyone to invite him in and went inside and closed the door. He went straight to his math teacher. Quickly, he took out the worksheets from his bag and gave it to him.

After giving his worksheets, he started walking to the door when his adviser stopped him.

"Mr. Hisoka, wait!" His teacher shouted. The teacher went to him to tell him something.

"Mr. Hisoka, come with me."

"Why sir?" Nao was confused with what was happening. This has never happened before to him. His teachers would act like he does not exist.

"It is not about your excessive skipping. Please follow me."

Nao was still unsure of what was happening. He followed his teacher. If I am not in trouble for cutting classes, then what is this all about? Other than skipping classes, I have not done any serious offense. I just want to go home. The uncertainty was making him uncomfortable. He kept on thinking of a reason for him to be called like this. Tailing his teacher, he had no idea where they were going.

"Sir, where are we going?"

"To the principal's office."

Wait, what? The principal's office! Am I finally getting expelled? They have not even given me a warning.

Moments later, they stopped in front of the principal's office. His teacher was about to grab the doorknob. Suddenly, Nao extended his left arm stopping his adviser from opening the door. The teacher was surprised by Nao's action.

"What are you doing?"

"Before we go inside, I think I need to know why I am being brought here."

"Mr. Hisoka, let me open the door!"

"No. Tell me first why I am here?" Nao was starting to get frustrated with his teacher. So was his teacher with him.

"I don't know either. The principal told me to bring you here when you finally decide to show up."

Nao was shocked to discover his teacher had no clue as well. This must be serious. I hope this will not take too long. Nao put down his arm and let his teacher open the door. His adviser knocked on the door and opened it slowly. The teacher went in first and Nao waited outside. While Nao was standing outside of the principal's office, he could hear their conversation.

"Madam, Nao is outside."

"Okay bring him in."

"Okay, madam."

Nao was readying himself to enter the room when he suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice.

"Finally! I will be able to meet Nao Hisoka. It has been weeks since I wanted to get in touch with him."

The statement of the unknown person raised a lot of questions. Who is he? How did he know me? Why does he know me? What does he want from me? What will happen to me? His mind was racing from the countless unanswered queries. His teacher came out and fetched him. Nao promptly followed him inside.

As he entered the room, his eyes landed onto the mystery man who was sitting on the couch. The man was in white shirtsleeves and black slacks. He had a red-and-black necktie and black suspenders. For his footwear, he had black leather shoes. Even though they were inside, he was wearing a black fedora. Beside him were a suitcase and a rolled up newspaper. In his hand was a white envelope.

"Good afternoon Mrs. Kouka. Why am I here?" Nao quickly asked straightforwardly.

"Mr. Hisoka, please meet Mr.—"

What was his name? All I heard was a buzz. Is there something wrong with my ears? Nobody looks bothered by it. It must be just me.

"Hello, sir." Nao greeted the man courteously.

"Hello, Nao Hisoka."

"Mr. Hisoka, he has been trying to contact you for a very important announcement. He asked us to help him give you the news."

"What news?" Nao was lost with everything that was happening.

The man started speaking to explain what was happening. "I am a talent scout for Hope's Peak Academy. You, Nao Hisoka, have managed to catch the attention of the school."

How? I don't do anything.

"I was tasked to see whether or not we are right about you."

Okay?

"I am guessing you were wrong." Nao jokingly butted in.

"Nope, we were right about you. Congrats, you are officially an ultimate!"

"Hahahahahahaha! This is too much! Aah, you guys are hilarious! Is this a prank?" Nao laughed at the thought of being an ultimate. He could not believe it knowing he has not done anything particularly talented. He was just standing there in the middle of the room laughing hysterically.

"This is not a prank Nao Hisoka. You are chosen as an ultimate." The man stopped Nao from laughing. He knew it was serious. He could tell by looking at their faces. Still, he could not imagine himself as an ultimate. Me, an ultimate? Ultimate of what? Slacking around?

Nao composed himself. He stood up straight and looked at the man seriously. "I am an ultimate?"

"Nao Hisoka, you are the Ultimate N.E.E.T."

Nao was shocked with the title given to him. It only occurred to him that his action is of a N.E.E.T., someone who slacks around and is unemployed, not in training or in education, or at least is on the verge of expulsion. It was his first time to hear someone tell him that. A N.E.E.T.? That is interesting. I am not technically a N.E.E.T. though. But, why would my talent be something of worth to a prestigious school like Hope's Peak? It is not like I can save the environment or formulate a new theorem with my supposed talent. Why bother fine-tuning it? Nao was dumbfounded and was staring blankly at the man.

As he was staring at the man, he noticed he cannot recognize his face. It was foggy. Nothing was registering in his mind. It was just a haze; a blur; a faceless head. What is happening? Why can't I identify a face? Something is wrong.

The strange man held out his hand with the envelope he was holding earlier. "Take this. This will explain everything you need to know to survive Hope's Peak Academy." Nao took it and, suddenly, everything became a haze. The room, the furniture, everyone—It was fuzzy. Nao cannot comprehend what was happening. He knew the man was still talking but all his words became white noise to Nao. He attempted to understand what was happening. Everything was changing so fast. And then, it just stopped. The world was black. It was dead silent. Nao felt like he was floating in space unbounded by gravity. It was puzzling to him what just happened. Unsure of what to do next, Nao stared at the vast darkness.

Out of nowhere, a ray of light hit his eyes. The blinding flash made him close his eyes. It was obnoxiously bright. As seconds passed, it became bearable for Nao to open his eyes. To his surprise, he was in an unknown room lying on a bed with an opened tablet on the bedside table with words displayed on the screen.

Nao Hisoka

Ultimate N.E.E.T.

Age: 17

Height: 5'11"

Weight: 139 lbs

Likes: Video Games, Coffee Jelly, Hoodies

Dislikes: Classes, Chemistry, Chores

I am happy to introduce to all of you the story's protagonist, Nao Hisoka, the Ultimate N.E.E.T. The story will be following how Nao perceives the killing game. The story will also be in a third-person point of view. Hopefully, this prologue answers some of your questions about the story.

I want to also announce that the deadline for the SYOC is moved to July 13, 2019. With the current rate of the flow of submission, I think it is impossible to create an amazing cast if I stick with the original deadline. Hopefully, I get more submissions as days come by. Please send as many OC as you want. I want to really get as many OC as possible to create a memorable cast. If I need more time to assemble a great cast, I will definitely move the deadline again. If you have any questions regarding the form, please do not hesitate to ask me. I will try to answer them as fast as I can.

This might probably be the last prologue that is heavily plot-driven that I will post. If I post a new prologue, it might be just short bits like a teaser. However, this does not mean those teasers will not have big significance. I will try to give another prologue that is as plot-driven as this though.

I am also thinking of getting my story beta-read. If there are people interested in becoming a beta-reader for my story, please PM me. The beta-reading might start after I announce the official cast.

I would also love to hear what you think about the story so far so I can improve and give you a quality story. I would also love to hear your opinion about the plot so far.

That is pretty much it. Thank you for reading!