Where.. Am I? Akihiro Yukiteru was lost. The last thing he remembered was getting off of a bus and-
That memory seemed to disappear too. Did it really happen? The last thing he remembered was boarding a blue-
That memory was deleted as well. He didn't know what was going on or what was-
Light broke through an infinite darkness, and he awoke from a slumber.
…..
Is this.. death? Masao was in an infinite void. He couldn't remember anything in the past few hours. He reached out in all directions but couldn't feel anything.
"Hey, Masao, wake up.."
Who is that?
"C'mon, everyone's already awake.."
Who's.. speaking?
"Masao!"
Masao was awakened, and sunshine came flocking in.
OST: Beautiful Lie [NDRV3]
Masao sat in a classroom surrounded by high school students he's never met.
Are these my.. classmates?
"You.. how did you know my name..?" he looked up at the person who talked to him during slumber, a short girl with a stark black hoodie.
"Oh.. it's written in your student handbook.." said the girl. "My name's Tsukiko, nice to meet you.. they call me the Ultimate Hacker."
[Tsukiko Matsuzaki - Ultimate Hacker]
"What's your talent?" the girl asked.
"I don't.. recall, sorry.." Masao said quietly. "I don't remember much of anything, to be honest with you."
"M-me neither.. we all have no previous recollection of how we got here.."
Masao sat up, looking at everyone around him. 15 students, not including himself.
"What are we supposed to be doing here?" he inquired, slowly pushing himself to a standing position.
"I don't know.. The door out of here won't open.." she pointed to a wooden door at the back of the room.
…..
Everyone looked around and introduced themselves, as if they've just met for the first time. Midori feigned memory loss, shaking everyone's hands. In an instant, she remembered the green haired boy who had attacked her previously before. He wasn't here. He wasn't part of her class. She sighed a sigh of relief. No one would hurt her now. She received a message on her e-Handbook from Anonymous, presumably a message from the producers.
DR: Time to get to work, Midori.
MA: i know
DR: We're connecting you to the mastermind now..
?: Hello? Midori Akayama?
MA: Who are you?
?: I'm not in a position to say. Look, I have a task for you..
MA: Hm? What is that?
?: Kill Rantaro Amami.
Rantaro Amami.. she flipped through the faces in her head, trying to match the name to-
It was him. The green haired boy. The one that attacked her. The one that.. she toyed with the top of her head, where a thin spot of hair laid.
MA: How shall I do it?
?: I'll leave that up to you.
Midori was filled with a feeling she had never felt before. It was the feeling of knowing she wasn't cut out for killing, but the same feeling urged her to. It was.. what did Danganronpa lore like to call it?
Despair.
