Hello, B.H. back. I'm not really feeling cheerful after writing this chapter. Especially writing it while listening to Mami's Theme, the vocal and violin version, too...so... DISCLAIMER:
I do NOT own Danganronpa but I own all the students except for Komaru.
BTW, So this time I'm gonna introduce the teachers this time because I didn't like the way I just skipped over the first set of teachers. Also let me know who would you like the Ultimate Imposter to be disguised as. I was originally going for Matsuda, but I haven't read Danganronpa/Zero, so I don't know the first thing about his personality. If no one answers then I'll read Danganronpa/Zero and do Matsuda.
Another BTW, This chapter has Ibuki's music class. The song, Gloomy Sunday, (The song that Monokuma's Gloomy Sunday is based off. Like that song that caused the reserve course to kill themselves) is in that scene. But I don't know if I want to hook up the song lyrics since it's also called the Hungarian Suicide Song and I'm not trying to die. If someone knows that it's okay to look at the lyrics, just not the listen to the song, then tell me, but I'm just trying to be safe. And if it's not safe, I'll just do the Billie Holiday version next time.
Last BTW, I'm sorry for the imagery in this chapter. Also for the scene at the at the end. But, give me a break, after reading over that depressing stuff, I needed some happiness.
Chapter 3: Let Our Names Be The Next Day
It was day two of this horrible nightmare. Komaru was well rested and had energy for the day. And that uneased her. To have a good night's sleep in a place like this was…scary. So many things can happen while you're having your good night's sleep. Like a murder. Yes, a murder. A place where you're forced to commit murder, a murder will most definitely happen sooner or later. That thought laid heavy on Komaru's mind. She was unnerved by asking herself, Who will the murderer be? Will it be me? Or will I become the victim? A flashback of Tachibana's speech replayed automatically in her mind. "Humans are made to kill." It scared her even more to know she has witnessed these facts before.
She shook off her pessimistic thoughts and pulled herself out of bed. She stretched her body out for the day and ended it by cracking her knuckles. She forced her head to be fill with naïve optimistic thoughts, thinking that they'd never kill. That they'd just live their lives here peacefully. No one is desperate enough to kill in order to be let out. Especially in a world that's barely able to rebuild itself. Right? Right? Right, myself? She still wasn't convinced, but held tightly to these buoyant thoughts. She held tightly to her last and only salvation. Her last hope. As some in vain effort to give her something else to hold onto, she shouted, "I'm gonna give this day my all! I need to stay alive…" her hope slipped away, "For Makoto…Touko…." she slowly felt the strength in her knees weaken. She began to descend to the tile checker pattern floor with agony and desperation, "For…me…" her selfish thoughts got the better of her. She wasn't doing it for anyone else than herself. "Then…why don't I just kill?"
As soon as she muttered those words, a plushie began animating itself, one of the Monokuma plushies, "NOW YOU GOT IT KOMARU!" Komaru was scared out of her mind from Monokuma's scream. In fear, she turned around cautiously and scooted back on the tile until her back hit the vanity table. She looked for her gun, but she placed it on the bed, behind Monokuma. She was helpless, "Don't worry, Naegi. I ain't gonna hurt you." Monokuma sighed, "Are bears really all that scary? Even a short black and white evil one like me? ROAR!" Monokuma shouted, making fun at Komaru's expense. Komaru screamed loudly, frightened for her life.
"Uh?" Monokuma grunted, "Oh yea, you spent some time fighting me off didn't you Naegi?" Monokuma slowly walked closer to Komaru, never having that devious grin leave his face, "Are you scared, Naegi?" he sadistically asked.
Komaru crawled herself in a ball, "S-stay a-away!"
"I don't get why you people are so distress, just murder someone. No, just don't murder. Commit to it. Yell in your heart that 'I've murdered someone and I'm proud of it'! Upupupupu!" the plushie's laugh screamed at Komaru, causing her to wince and tuck her head in her thighs.
Komaru soon heard a violent knock at her door, "K-Komaru! Open up!" it was Mioda. A little relief streamed through her being. She inched herself near the door, never taking her eyes off the black and white bear. With his every step, her movements limited itself with fear, "Open up!" another violent knock was heard through the door.
Komaru replied, "I-I'm trying, Mioda!" finally she was able to unlock the door with her trembling hand. Mioda opened the slammed the door open, hurting Komaru's arm, but she didn't care. She frantically crawled out of her bedroom and behind Mioda, too scared to even stand.
Mioda looked in the room to see Monokuma having the aura to kill, "W-what did you do to her?!" Mioda shouted at the bear. He could feel Komaru trembling violently behind him, scared for his life.
Monokuma replied, "I did nothing," he didn't sound like a cute five year old anymore. He sounded like a murderous beast, "All I did was ask a few questions and walk near her. Her reaction was completely random!" he laughed at Komaru's feared state.
"You bastard!" he was about to beat the bear have to death, but it disappeared into one of the tiles before he even had a chance, "Dammit!" he punched the wall of the room, leaving a slight crater.
"Hey, what's with all the shouting?" Amehana asked coming from her room with an exhaust expression, "It's not even 7…KOMARU-SAN?!" she rushed to Komaru's side with concern.
Amehana tried to embrace Komaru, but Komaru pushed her away, "S-stay away! S-stay away!" she cried. Others, who were awake, peeked out of their rooms to see what the commotion was. Those people not wanting not to be noisy, just slipped back into their rooms. Amehana's face fell to one of distress for her friend. If Komaru was suffering anything near Amehana, and for her to be this terrified. It scared Amehana even more. Komaru was suppose to be Amehana's light at the end of the tunnel. Someone who can be positive no matter what. She was supposed to be her hope. Like a ticking time bomb, Komaru was surely going to collapse to despair and reduce herself to an empty husk of a girl. That's when Amehana would have to take mercy on her hope.
DING DONG BING BONG
Just then, the Monokuma announcement appeared on the monitor. His voice was calm and innocence, as if he didn't scare Komaru to death. If she had the skill and strength, she would have dragged him out from behind that screen, but that's not the main problem.
"Hey Komau-San!" she gave her what she could muster up as closely as a genuine smile. Her grin was convincing enough for Komaru to fall under her spell, "How about we get ready for classes? You can use my shower if you don't want to go back in your room. Then after classes let's do something fun just like yesterday, just without all the suspicion. What do you say?" Amehana tried to console her with thoughts of the future. And she was drawn in like a child to a candy store.
Komaru slowly nodded her head, feeling the fear drang from her body and only the gritty feeling of shame was left behind, "A-Amehana, Mioda, I'm okay." her voice was muffled from putting her face in her thighs, but loud enough to reach her friends' ears.
Mioda looked down at Naegi with a stern look with a bit of worry etched into his visage, "Komaru-Chan, can you stay in your room alone until school?" he asked like he was talking to a child. Annoyed as she is with the two talking to her like she was five, Komaru calmly shook her head, "Mavie-Chan, can you handle this?"
A little startled, she replied, "Uh…yes, of course." his trust was put in Amehana and he left to his room without a word. Amehana helped Komaru up and both of them walked to Amehana's room next door to Komaru's in silence.
Once inside, Komaru and Amehana relaxed on Amehana's bed with an eerie aura around them. Amehana was the first to break the silence, "Komaru-San, umm… What happened?" her question was drawn out and unsure, "I don't want you to feel like you're obligated to answering me, but I'd like to know if you can talk about it."
Komaru smiled softly, having thoughts of Amehana being a good friend and a great ally, "Amehana, thanks. I'll tell you if you want to know."
Amehana shook her head, "I told you, you shouldn't feel obligated to tell me."
Komaru shook her head and chuckle silently, "No, I really wanted to get this off my chest, especially at that meeting yesterday." she paused her a moment, waiting for Amehana to give her a face that said start and soon she did, "As you know, last year, I was fighting on the front lines in the Tragedy for the Future Foundation. That's how I earned the title of the Ultimate Gunslinger. But I saw Monokumas devoured a whole city. It was a traumatizing sight, something that haunted me ever since the first day I stepped into that messed up world. And I just got a little triggered from seeing Monokuma talking and walking and stuff." Komaru ended her explanation with a smile that was undoubtable forced, but Amehana didn't say anything.
Amehana cupped Komaru's hand into her own, "Komaru-San, thank you for sharing things with me. You don't have to go too deep into the atrocities of the Tragedy," Amehana offered her a comforting and consoling look, "Because you don't have to look on the past anymore. Just look ahead to the future with me, Mioda-Kun, Sora-San, and everyone else."
"Yea, you're right." Komaru commented, "You're right, Amehana. I just have to forget about it…" Komaru trailed off and soon led herself to pathetic laughter. Amehana gave her a confused expression, "Sorry, I just realized how ironic this is. Two days ago, which feels like a million years ago, I was comforting you and telling you to stand up. But I get just a little frightened and you build me up in a matter of minutes," Komaru looked Amehana into her dull green eyes, "You're more cut out for the job of hope than me.
Amehana jumped up from the bed and landed perfectly on her two feet, "Okay, you'll be my hope! And I'll be yours!" she held her hand out to Komaru for her to shake it.
Amused, Komaru shook her hand, "I accept." she softly said with a bit of embarrassed blush.
Amehan released go of Komaru's hand and started dancing in the room as she sung, "Zankoku na tenshi no TE-ZE, madobe kara yagate tobitatsu. Hotobashiru atsui PATOSU de; omoide wo uragiru nara. Kono sora wo daite kagayaku, shounen yo shinwa ni nare!" she skipped her way to the showers and finished her small concert there. Komaru clapped her hands lightly musing the childish girl.
"Oh, yea, do you want to take a shower first Komaru-San?" Amehana asked, reminding herself from looking at the bathroom, "I can go second. I'll even go and get a change of clothes-"
"No!" Komaru intervened immediately.
"Huh?" Amehana inquired.
Another blush of embarrassment appeared on Komaru's cheeks, "U-uh…I-I," Komaru sighed, deciding not to sugar coat things, "I-I'm scared that bear will come again if I'm left alone." Komaru averted from Amehana's confused gaze.
"Hmm," Amehana thought, "Monokuma's goal is to make all of us feel despair right? And for you, it seems like being in a room with Monokuma alone will cause you despair. I guess it's logical."
Komaru took a breath of relief from Amehana not making fun of her weakness, "You can borrow some of my clothes for today," she stepped out of the bathroom and to the walk-in closet we were given, "Hey Komaru-San."
"Yea," Komaru stood up and walked to the entrance of Amehana's closet.
"Do you hate Monokuma and Enoshima Junko and Towa Monica for what they did to this world?" Amehana suddenly asked.
Komaru was in a daze from her question, "Why would you ask that?"
Amehana paused for a second, "I hate them with a burning rage. They kill my parents. They hurt my friends. And worst of all, they broke my rival." Amehana turned around to look Komaru in the eye, "For you to fear Monokuma that much, you hate all of them for make you develop that fear right?"
Komaru nodded her head, "Of course I do! So much has happened because of them. All this despair is caused by them right?"
Amehana turned back around and mumbled, "That's good."
Komaru caught wind of her comment, "Why is that good?"
Amehana stayed silent for a moment or two, "So Komaru-San! What do you want to wear. I have bunch of outfits. Pick what you want," Komaru saw her topic change as suspicious. Just as Komaru was about to bring it up again, "Komaru-San, you told me your problems because you were ready to cope with them right?" Amehana inquired as she scrolled through her endless clothes.
Komaru skeptically nodded, "So I'll tell you my problems when I'm ready to cope with them. I just wanted to confirm something." switching to her cheery façade, she pulled an outfit that seemed to fit Komaru, "What about this one! It'll look cute on you." After denying also every outfit Amehana offered her, she picked one for herself and they both got ready for the day.
Tuesday Schedule: 8am-8:45am: History rm.10 with Komaeda-Sensei 8:50am-9:35am: Art rm.4 with Saionji-Sensei and Koizumi-Sensei 9:40am-10:25am: Music rm.15 Mioda-Sensei 10:30am-11:15: Break 11:20pm-12:30: Survival Kuzuryuu-Sensei and Pekoyama-Sensei and Matsuda-Sensei 12:35pm-2:00: Murder rm.7 with Kamukura-Sensei
They exited the room, Komaru avoiding her own room as much as humanly possible, and walked to class, bumping into Towa and Mioda on the way there, "Hey, Mioda-Kun, Towa-Kun!" Amehana called out to them as usual.
"Hello Mavie-Chan, Komaru-Chan," Mioda greeted while Towa responded with a salty, "I told you not to call me that."
Amehana replied, "Well, if I'd call you Towa-Sama, that would make me feel like I'm talking to my superior instead of a friend. We're friends, right Towa-Kun?" she pulled out her puppy dog eyes that was hard for Towa to resist. With a small blush, he reluctantly nodded.
"If we're on the topic of friends, where's Nozomu, you two seem like you guys are together a lot. You have…a sort impact on each other." Komaru asked.
Towa shrugged his shoulders, "I'm not Nozomu's keeper."
Komaru looked at him with a bit of a suspicious face, "Yesterday, she was calling you Ao and you was calling her Sora. Don't tell me you're just now trying to hid your relationship."
Towa gulped audibly, "Well… Our families just know each other. The Towa and Nozomu Clans are going to be wed to each other so we'd see each other now and then."
Amehana intervened, "But the heir to the Towa group is already dead and that little brat Towa Monaca is banned from the Towas right? I thought the Towa group gave up. And Sora-San is the heir to the Nozomus."
"That's…none of your business." sweat started to drip down his forehead and his eyes started to water a bit, "Let's get to class before the bell rings." Towa quickened his step and shortly after left the trio behind.
Mioda rolled his eyes with a bit of an annoyed look on his face, "What was that?" he scoffed.
Amehana placed her finger near her lip as she almost inaudibly uttered, "At first glance he seems like an open book and easy to read, but I guess even he has a side we shouldn't read too deep into." she curiously stated as she stared at Towa's back walking away from them, "I wonder…" she was suddenly struck with a sentimental look on her face which quickly turned to pity.
"Amehana?" Komaru called, "You okay?" she asked as she waved her hand in front of her face to get her attention.
Amehana ignored her as she looked at the floor with that same look. She took in a deep breath as if to ready herself for some mental countdown, "OKAY~!" Amehana shouted at the top of her lungs, "Let's get to class and see what lies in front of us today! Mioda-Kun! Komaru-San!"
Her sudden outburst put a smirk on Mioda's face, "You're right, Mavie-Chan, I propose to go at top speed!" his eccentric words broadened his smile even more.
"Wait what?"
Amehana started to stretch out her legs, "Bet I can get to class before you, Mioda-Kun! And if Komaru-San wants a challenge then that's what she's gonna get~!" at the end of her sentence she started to run at her highest speed possible, for the morning at least, with Mioda following behind her and soon passing her.
Komaru was still a bit confused by the two's sudden burst of energy, "Umm… Wait up!" Komaru managed to croak out before starting to run after they two. Within less than two minutes, Amehana, the last place loser, enter the class without a breath taken out of their voice, which puzzled Komaru more why they ran here.
"Well you two seem pumped to…day…" Komaru turned on her heel as she was talking to the two idiots. And as she did, she never expected to see that face again. Yet, fate has been ever so cruel to her lately. What seemed like fiction became reality and was she knew to be reality was mere fiction in this small world. And this is just another example at how fate was being just that cruel, "S-servant…?"
She stood there, gaping at the familiar face. The pale complexion. The messy, silver strands of hair. The face of a cunning man. That was no doubt the man that was behind Monaca's rule to power in Towa. The one who made that whole event possible. That sickly bastard who screwed with Fukawa Touko. Yet, she didn't even know his name.
Anger overcame the brunette emmancely. She stared at the white haired teacher in front of her with eyes of rage. I hate him. The line appeared in Komaru's head as she stared at him. I want to kill him.
"…aru-San! Komaru-San!" Komaru flinched when she just felt the touch of Amehana on her shoulder. She was snapped out of her train of thoughts and brought back to the real world. Komaru blinked a few times before realizing where she was and what was happening.
"Ah…ummm…" she looked around the class, nobody seemed to pay her any mind, including that cursed teacher. Komaru turned to Amehana and Mioda to see them with a worried look, "Oh, sorry about," she placed a fake smile on her face to reassure them, "I just…he just…" Komaru couldn't find the words to describe what she was feeling. She looked back at the teacher with a much more calm look, "…he just seems familiar, is all." she turned back to her friends to with show them a small smile on her face.
Mioda and Amehana exchanged glances, "You sure, you mumbled stuff about killing the dude. Is that even allowed?" Mioda cautiously asked.
"I did?" Komaru asked, giving no room to answer, she replied, "Forget about it. I was muttering some nonsense out of my ass. It's nothing to worry about," she continued. Mioda and Amehana once again trade glanced and then looked back at the girl while shrugging their shoulders in chorus. The three of them found their seats that were assigned to them. Mioda's is in the back middle row. Amehana was placed in the middle desk. And Komaru was conveniently placed right in front of the bastard.
DING DONG BING BONG
With that, their day officially begun, "Hello class, I am Komaeda Nagito. Call me whatever you wish." he greeted himself rather…normally compared to their other teachers, "And I am your history class teacher."
Komaru was getting annoyed with every single that that came from this guys mouth for no apparent reason. Maybe it's just like with Tachibana. She knows he fucked up but he refuses to show it. "I guess nothing about me is that interesting or important." Komaru could feel the veins on her forehead grow.
Hikaru interrupted, "Aren't you apart of Ultimate Despair? I sure we all want know how dangerous you are. So why don't you tell us, Komaeda Nagito-Sensei." his firm tone and confidence was overflowing within his being and shook mostly everyone of his classmates.
Komaeda sighed, "I guess I could at least tell you my talent. It's nothing really special and I'm not sure how Hope's Peak even considered this a talent, but… I'm was the Ultimate Lucky Student of 77th Generation Class of Hope's Peak. Nice to make your acquaintance. I'm sure you all know each other since you all seem a little too hopeful. But I guess hope can never become too much. I'm getting a bit off track." Komaeda shone a smile to the class, "You guys know Monokuma's rules, right? Like the rule that allows us to kill you. Well don't think that rule is allowed vice versa," Komaeda turned his head to Komaru, "Right, Naegi Komaru."
Okay she had enough. Komaru glared at Komaeda with hate as she demanded, "Komaeda Nagito, what the hell are you playing at?"
Komaeda smiled at the girl, ignoring the question, "Sorry that I couldn't tell you my name before. Monaca had me tied around her fingers. I definitely would have told you if you was to become an ultimate."
Komaru's stare hardened, "Enoshima Junko had you assist Monaca, right? For her to be the new Ultimate Despair. Is she-"
Komaeda sharply cut her off, "Listen for once, Naegi-San. You may be an ultimate now and your brother is the Ultimate Hope, but still," Komaeda deeply sighed, seemingly disappointed with the girl, "You're still as ordinary as ordinary. There is nothing good, nor bad about you. You're utterly boring… You're not worthy to become hope."
Komaru kept her stare fixed to Komaeda, biting her lip from anger. Komaeda, being satisfied with his work turned back to the whole class, "Anyway, how should I do this? Maybe I should show you I'm not messing around? Or should I be a normal teacher? Still, in a school like this, normal could be anything."
The students became on edge as they looked at the teacher. Almost every other teacher is either insane or really abusive to them, but he seemed normal outwardly, but that cynical expression and calm tone was unpredictable to the lot of them.
Komaeda asked, "What do you guys want me to be?" Komaru and her classmates stayed quiet, thinking it was a rhetorical question, "I really asking you, I want an answer. Unless you want me to be abusive." his last phrase shown a slight proposal of wanting and desperation to scar them. But why would he, wouldn't he just do it?
Hino was the first to answer, "A normal teacher would be a blessing to us. But, Komaeda-Sensei, I have this feeling you're asking us for a reason. Is it for trust? Or what?"
Komaeda chuckled under his breath, "No, it's not for something as mere as trust. What would I gain if I asked you for trust? The reason I asked you is…" Komaeda hovered right hand over his chin, "I guess it's a habit. I've been serving something greater for my whole life. So to be in front of such hope, I must feel like I'm serving you." his words sent shivers down Komaru's spine. Komaeda glared down at Komaru, "Except for you of course."
Komaru rolled her eyes at the teacher. Komaeda shifted his gaze back to the rest of the class, "Anyway, I guess I should explain this class to you." Komaeda turned to the board and started to the basic things about his history class.
Grading
A (90%-100%) - No punishment
B(80%-89%) - Minor mental torture once a week
C (70%-79%) - Mental torture every other day
D(60%-69%) - Extreme Mental Torture every day
F (59%-below) - Physical torture two times a day
"I'll explain this to you first, this is very important," Komaeda tapped the marker on the board, "Monokuma decided to come up with this grading system and it's going by American grading scales. And he does not care if you die from any of these punishments."
"So if you're dumb, you're fucked." Yugi blatantly stated, causing a little cloud over every person who weren't very smart, which is fairly many out of the fifteen students.
Komaeda smiled brightly at the crowd, "I don't think you guys need to worry. With the hope brimming from you, even with the despair these punishments will bring, you'll shine even brighter after. I urge you to get bad grades in your classes. I want to see how your hope will overcome the despair of pain!" the realization of his insanity burdened the students, sighing yet again to have another crazy teacher, "Keep in mind that each punishment is worth only one of your failing classes. If you get a B in two classes, you'll face minor mental torture two times that week on the same day. And if you cause unnecessary trouble, you'll face physical torture twice a day, like if you get a F."
"Anyway, Sensei," Mioda stated, "What exactly is the point of this grading system? Other than to cause stress, that is." his tone expressed how annoyed he was at the moment, probably because of whatever nonsense that stupid bear made up.
"Was it that obvious?" Komaeda asked, truly curious, "I guess playing along with this embarrassing school life would be sort of a motive as well. Since you all are ultimates, you barely had to do any work. But almost none of the classes here compliments any of your talents. Science, P.E., art, and music is probably the best chance any of you have. And all those classes, except for science, has barely no affect on your final grade. I bet that just fills you all with despair."
"Now back on track," Komaeda declared, "This class is specifically made for you to feel despair. You are expected to thoroughly know every case of mass death, the cause, victims, etc. Maybe a couple of the victims you know them. Like maybe the Towa incident."
Komaru felt her stomach drop. Dread cloaked her being hearing his sinister tone made the horror of the Towa incident an example. Komaru began to ignore the endless words coming out of his mouth. She drowned out the noise with more hopeful thoughts. Like seeing Makoto and Fukawa and how'd she spend her time after class with Amehana. That is until the words, "Though in the end, it seemed that all the death of everyone in that cursed town was for nothing expect despair. No one gained anything and there was nothing to be hopeful about. Nothing at all."
Komaru shouted at him with even more rage, "You bastard! How can you say that?! So many people died but…there was so much gain."
Komaeda gave her a look of pure hate as he mocked her, "Like what?" Komaru opened her mouth to say more, but nothing came out. She of course gained something, but what did other people get in return for their despair and struggle, "All there was to gain was your little friendship with Fukawa Touko. But what did other people take away from that that you didn't specifically gain?"
Komaru retired to her seat with a look of realization on her face, "You… If you hadn't come to that town, they would have been at peace."
Komaeda scoff, "Me? I'm the cause of their despair? Sure you could somewhat argue that, but Towa Monaca caused the despair of that town. I was just following her orders."
Komaru clenched her fist, "Even with that lie that Monaca was leading on, they would still have some peace!"
Komaeda shook his head, "Naegi-San, I was just idly watching a game unfold and expose itself to me. I only looked over the successor of despair, ordered by Enoshima of course. My being there had nothing to do with the fate of that town. It was honestly a ticking time bomb-"
"Can the both of you shut the hell up!" Towa yelled at Komaru and Komaeda. Their gaze set their sights to Towa, "I've had enough of this crap! For the last, what ten minutes, I heard you ramble on about how the Towa incident played out! And I'm sick of it. I'm sick of hearing about Monaca! I'm sick of all of this blame is put on the Towa Clan!"
Komaeda (being the troll that he is) urged him on, "Right, Towa-Kun, you're the next heir to the Towa clan aren't you. You're suppose to redeem your clan of the bad name Towa Monaca placed on it, am I correct?"
"No shit you're correct!" his voice bellowed from depth of his anger, ready to sock Komaeda anytime of the day. He was held back by Nozomu's grip onto his clothing. She looked at the boy with an extremely distressed look. She knew more than anything how brash Towa could be.
"Well too bad you completely failed."
"Jackass! I didn't fail at anything!"
Komaeda gave Towa a sly look, "Towa-Kun, may I ask a question? What's your talent?" This question silence Towa shouts. He glared at Komaeda with a hateful look, rendered speechless by his question. After waiting a few second, Komaeda sigh and rolled his eyes at the male, "So you're one of those people. You're put in the group of greatness when you don't even know what's so great about you. I knew someone like that once and they turned out to be an utter disappointment. And someone as bland as you… Sigh, you might as well be the same."
Nozomu knew what would come next, "Towa just stop. Leave him alone. If you keep listening and answering back to him you'll just get even more mad and you heard what he said if you act out extremely," Nozomu held onto his jacket tightly, preparing for him to rebel from her grasp. Towa took in a deep breath, allowing himself to calm down. And soon sat down, just glaring at the white haired teacher.
Komaeda on the other hand, clapped his hands together with a happy go lucky smile, "Well this was an eventful first class! The bell should ring right about now!"
DING DONG BING BONG
"You're free to go!" Komaeda dismissed the group of student and all of them fled out of the room rather quickly.
When the class was finally empty, a projection flickered on the screen, showing a girl who looks to be still in school with dull pink eyes and hair, "Komaeda-Kun, don't you think you were a little…strict to them?" the girl on the screen spoke.
Komaeda shook his head, "I have no idea what you're talking about. I was just making myself clear."
The image on the screen made an annoyed face at the teacher, "If you want these kid to like you, then you can't be like that just because they were are some odd balls in the group. You can't discriminate just because they were a little on the plain side, I think."
Komaeda chuckled at the screen, "But those people would just hold back the rest of their classmates from reaching their fullest potential. Well, at least you can find some good in them. That's why you're so inspiring, you're able to find hope in every boring thing."
The AI sighed, "You're being creepy again," Komaeda laughed at the statement, "But Komaeda-Kun, you were wrong about one thing."
Komaeda's face perked up with interest, "What was I wrong about?"
"Hinata-Kun was not a disappointment," she bluntly stated, "Hinata-Kun was able to give everyone hope in the end and me also. I know it."
"It's unlike you to be so sure," Komaeda cynically smiled, "Well, I don't believe it. Someone as ordinary as Hinata-Kun would never be able to give hope to others. I won't believe until I see it."
The girl on the screen determinedly stated, "You're gonna see it someday, Komaeda-Kun. Just as soon as Hinata-Kun breaks out of Kamukura-Kun."
Komaeda replied, "If that's what you believe. I'm looking forward to the day." Komaeda grabbed a remote from his desk and turned off the projector, "Nanami-San."
Meanwhile, Komaru and her other classmates were off walking to their next class, "That bastard of teacher! What does he get off judging people like that!" Komaru muttered under her breath with Amehana next to her.
Amehana casually replied, "Just leave it alone. Each teacher here are either psychotic, abusive, cool, or just plain asses. You shouldn't let it bother you too much."
"Yea, but I'm getting the worst of the abusive! Nevermind just kept hitting me with that whip. Souda just kept asking me these extremely hard math questions and if I got them wrong, I'd have pencils thrown at my desk to where they penetrate the desk. Owari kept giving me more of the harder exercises while Nidai used me as an example. And now this stuff with Komaeda! This school just keeps getting better!"
Amehana giggled silently to herself, trying to use her sleeve to hide the fact she was laughing, "I'm surprised you didn't go to the nurse after all the shit those teachers put you through." she said while trying to hide her chuckle.
"Are you laughing?" Komaru asked, feeling betrayed by the girl.
Amehana let her smile loose and replied, "Sorry, Komaru-San, but the fact you did all that stuff and are still stand is funny to me."
"Well, I did literally go through hell and back. I've built up some endurance. Plus the day you see me at that nurse's office, I'll be six feet under. I am not ending up like Mioda, that's for sure." Komaru declared.
"Don't count your chickens before they hatch. Maybe one day someone would want to kill you and to live, you'll have to go to that nurse."
"What made you think of such a scenario?" Komaru asked raising her eyebrows at the girl.
Amehana shrugged her shoulders, "I was just thinking of the most likely scenario where you'd end at the nurse's office since ever with all those scratches and bruises the teachers put on you, you still refuse to go to the nurse."
"I'm surprise I haven't bled to death already." just as Komaru said that, they approached their next class, art.
"Komaru-San, you really do need to stitch up those wounds." Amehana advised.
Komaru replied, "Don't worry, I did it myself during yesterday's break. I'm pretty handy with that type of stuff, ya know."
Amehana shook her head, "Nope, I'm taking you to the nurse during break."
"Amehana, you don-"
"Hey little bitchy brats, take your seats!" they were cut off by a blond teacher in a kimono with a serious attitude problem. The teacher pointed her finger at Komaru and Amehana. The both of them sighed, Another one of those teacher… The two girl found the seats they were assigned to and sat there, waiting for the bell to ring.
DING DONG BING BONG
"Hello, class," a red head spoke to the rest of them. In her hand she held a camera, every assume she was a photographer. Behind her was the girl who yelled at Komaru and Amehana earlier, "I'm Koizumi Mahiru and this is Saionji Hiyoko," Koizumi said, referring to the blonde behind her. The teacher sounded like she was devoid of all feel. She sounded confused and something else that words would not be able to explain. She sounded like she was in true despair.
Saionji came from behind with a kind face, "Hey, Mahiru-Nee, how about you let me take over?" Saionji's face seemed like she foreign to being kind to others, but the tone in her voice seemed like she really cared for the red head. The girl nodded and let the other take over.
"Okay, you bunch asses," Saionji sighed, looking at the rest of the teenagers with a feeling of not want to be there, "As, Mahiru-Nee said, I'm Saionji Hiyoko," suddenly Saionji made a face that would creep the hell out of anyone, "Call me Hiyoko and I'll kill you. Anyway, this is art class!" Saionji's tone suddenly went from deadly to the voice a loli would make, "I'm the Ultimate Classical Dancer. So I know a thing about art and so does Mahiru-Nee. She's the Ultimate Photographer," Saionji's tone shifted one again. It changed to a nostalgic tone instead of her lolicon one.
"So, I'm assuming that one of the teachers explained the grading system right?" Saionji asked. All of the students nodded, "So you already know that this class won't have a great influence on your final grade right?" the class nodded again, "The classes that are worth the most is the survival classes and murder classes, so you should probably focus most of your energy on killing and surviving instead of acting a like a bunch of brain dead idiots looking stupid, worrying about homework and stuff. Also there's a little sweet treat I'll tell you at the end of class."
The part about brain dead idiots was uncalled for… "Um, Saionji-Sensei, by art, what do exactly mean? Komaeda told us that his class is supposed to fill us with despair is that the same with this class?"
Saionji rolled her eyes, "Komaeda is just a fucktard that is obsessed with either hope or despair. Listen to me, that guy is fucked up, like serious fucked up. A bit of advice, don't listen to anything he says that involves the word hope or despair. It'll probably just fuck you up in the end if you take anything he says seriously."
Komaru sighed in relief, knowing that whatever Komaeda says is a bunch of bull that she should just ignore, "Now, Imma give you your first assignment, just see how you do." Saionji turned on the screen in front of the class, showing a photo of a dead body ripped to shreds. Komaru thought she might throw up just from the picture as she held her mouth, "I want you to draw a dead body. Make sure you get the sickness and pain of the person who died and imagine that it was someone you knew."
Several student ran to the trashcan and puked out their easily morning break or nonexistent one. Komaru could stomach the sight, just barely though. It was one of the more brutal dead bodies she seen during the tragedy.
"You'll get a higher grade if I see some good details and if it's the body of a child, that's good enough, too." the words she spat out were so happy go lucky that it was sickening just to listen to her, "I've label everything in the room. Use whatever supplies you need."
Komaru turned to look at the blonde to see a pleasant smile on her face, "H-how…?" Komaru muttered, how can she smile at such a photo? She finished the sentence in her head. Just then, she felt the urge to puke, running over to the trash can and letting go of whatever she had for dinner last night.
Saionji rolled her eyes, "You guys are a bunch of wimps. It's just a dead body of a child! Get over it, people die all the time!" she switched to her more twisted faces as she looked at the student.
The class realized that they didn't have a choice if they wanted to draw it or not. If not, they'd be torture and who'd want that. With sullen eyes, some crying, they gather the supplies they need to draw the dead body.
With every stroke of the brush, Komaru became sickened with her own work. She was a fairly decent artist, which made it even more horrible for her to look at it. She could actually make out what she was drawing. And it brought tears to eyes to see the body she created. She imagined how her mother and father looked before they were killed by Monaca. As she wrote both the names of her and her brother's in a crimson red backwards, she had to stop for a moment. She could draw another letter after she wrote "otokaM". She placed the brush down and took in a deep breath, refusing to look at the abomination she created.
Next to her was Nozomu, her painted looked just as tragic as her own. Nozomu's eyes were narrowed and her eyebrows furrowed with disheartenment. She looked sad just to make such a thing, "Nozomu," Komaru called out to her. The girl turned to me, looking relieve to look at something else, "I just…sorry nothing." I turned back to my painting and started working on it again with even more tears leaving my eyes.
"Naegi-Chan, are you defeatist?" Nozomu asked. Komaru nodded as she stared at the paint, continuing to work on it with a demoralized stare.
"I'm just about ready to kick the bucket. After all this, you're words won't help me forever. Soon someone is bound to break." Komaru explained.
Nozomu replied, "I think some people have already been broken," Nozomu looked around the room to see the same broken look as Komaru's face on everyone else's.
Komaru turned to Nozomu with a wide eyed despondent look on her face, "Will you be able to give us happiness again, Nozomu? Or will we be living like this for the rest of your lives. They're just trying to make us kill each other or kill ourselves."
"..." Nozomu stayed quiet throughout the rest of the class and so did Komaru.
"Okay everyone! Time is up!" Saionji shouted, cheerfully. Everyone put down their brushes with a soft "clank". The sound echoed throughout the silent room. Saionji started with Nozomu. Saionji rolled her eyes and spit on the painting, "That's horrible! That has to be the most normal dead body I've ever seen! I told you to get creative, bitch!"
Next she went to Komaru, giving basically the same reaction. Saionji pushed over the painting onto the floor and she stomped it in the floor, "Ugly! UGLY! You call this art?! This doesn't even look like a dead body!" as Saionji smashed the painting into the floor, the only thing going to Komaru's hazy mind was, Stop. Stop it please… She felt her body sink into the deeper parts of despair. Seeing a picture of her mother's dead body being smashed. Who…wouldn't just give up? All of her reactions to the other's paintings were along the line of Komaru's and Nozomu's and in the end, they all had this blank stare in their eye. No one could tell what the other was thinking.
DING DONG BING BONG
They all left that room at once. They never wanted to enter that room ever again. That painful room. But the next would be even worse. "Aww they didn't listen to my announcement…sucks to be them."
Mioda was one of the last the leave the room. With glossy eyes, he glared at his phone that displayed their next class, Music with Mioda-Sensei Rm.15...
He was scared to go. He'd have to face his sister after all two years apart and who knew how she chanced? She was Ultimate Despair once, the fact that she just as screwed up as the rest of the teachers all the more likely. Mioda refused to believe that. He refused to believe that his bubbling, bright, dear, big sister was something that was foreign to her personality. She gonna be the same. He chanted in his head, but it never boosted his certainty that she'd be her old self.
He walked to room 15 with a façade of calmness, he resorted to any option to calm his nerves. Worry after worry flooded his mind as he walked forward to the room. What if she's like Saionji? Or worst, Komaeda… Or maybe she's like Koizumi, absolutely braindead. What would an Ibuki in despair even look like? He kept walking forward, not paying attention to where he was going.
"Mioda," Komaru called, shaking his shoulder, "Our next class is right here." Komaru informed him. Mioda turned to Komaru with a dead stared, "Oh…" he couldn't think clearly, not at all. Nervousness ate at him that he couldn't grasp anything logical.
The two entered the room and sure enough, he saw his sister cladded in black. Mioda felt his heart drop to see her and tears swell up in his eyes.
He wished from the bottom of his heart that she'd come up to him and yell 'WASSUP! LIL' BRO! IBUKI HASB'T SEEN YOU IN A LONG TIME!' but as soon as their eyes met, she shrugged him off like everyone else, not even sparing him a second glance. Mioda narrows his eyes from the sharp pain he felt in his chest. He felt Amehana's gaze on his back. He looked up to her to see her looking him right back. She shook her head and glanced to Ibuki. Mioda bit back his frustration and took the closest seat he could find, which was by Amehana.
"Mioda-Kun, I-" Amehana began, but was soon cut off by Mioda's piercing gaze.
"Not right now, Mavie," he begged and returned to looking down at the wooden desk with a pitiful visage. He didn't add an honorific like "chan." He must really want me to stay away from the topic. Amehana thought and looked back at the front of the room, silently worrying about Mioda's mental state.
The sound of the bell rung throughout the school:
DING DONG BING BONG
With that signal, the teacher, Ibuki started introducing herself, "Mioda Ibuki is the name," she dully said. It pained Mioda even more to listen and even made Amehana tear up a bit for both siblings. He felt the gazes of some of his classmates but never looked up, never giving them any attention, "I am the Ultimate Musician. And also your music teacher."
Ibuki looked up at the crowd of student with dull eyes with bags under her eyelids, "Ask me anything, I guess." she shrugged.
Amehana raised her hand immediately and a second later she stood up, "Ibuki-Senpai, what happened to you?!" she almost shouted. Tears were in her eyes as she asked this, "You used to be so happy and cheerful, but…what happened?!"
Ibuki paused for a second, looking completely unfazed, "...I can't answer that." her statement was too cold and blunt for Mioda's taste. Is this really the sister he spent the majority of his life with? "I honestly don't know what happened either!" at the end of her statement, she giggled a bit. Soon her giggles escalated to laughter, "I-I don't know what happened to me! Why is that?! Why can't I remember?!"
She's gone. Mioda thought. I'm never gonna get my sister back. She has lost it. She's completely insane! Why can't we go back to those time?! Before all this shit happened! Suddenly he was pulled out of his bittersweet thoughts by Amehana's hand that was tenderly placed on his shoulder.
"Mioda-Kun," she muttered. Mioda looked up to the pale haired girl with traumatized look, "Ibuki-Senpai isn't completely gone. She's still with us, in our memories. And I bet the Ibuki-Senpai we know is still in there somewhere. We just have to fight to get her out of that deep dark hole she's in," she gave Mioda a reassuring smile, even though Mioda could tell she was just as frustrated as he was.
Mioda averted his eyes from the girl, he couldn't bare the sight of that pitiful look, "Thanks, I'm fine now." he blandly assured. Amehana gave him a worried glance but back off, not wanting to pry too much.
"I should tell you want you should be doing in this class." Ibuki suggested for herself, "All you need to do is study the songs I play and listen to each note. I'll play you a song right now," Ibuki went to the grand piano in the center of the room.
They waited for the ultimate musician to play a piece that blows their hearts away. With the first note, they heard the sadness in her playing and the despair of her playing. As the piece progressed they felt her despair expand to them. They started to feel empathy towards the girl playing the song. After a few seconds of nothing but her despondent notes, she started to sing in the mic in front of her. Her voice was beautiful, too beautiful. Too sorrowful. Mioda felt something wet run down his face. He touched his face to see tears. He was confused, yet all he could think about was the song Ibuki played. He started to reflect upon his life, seeing every sad, every happy, every nostalgic moment flash before his eyes. He felt himself start to shatter. His mind began to waver. Maybe I should just… die…
With that thought, the song was over. He felt like his usual self again. Nothing's wrong, is it? He examined his body seeing nothing wrong. What happened? I thought about killing myself… Why?
Mioda sighed, "That's it I guess. All you have to do is memorize that song and identify the notes. During our following classes, you'll listen to it over and over until you know the exact notes and lyrics."
Komaru asked, "Are you trying to force us to kill ourselves? I mean…that song just…"
Ibuki smirked manically, the only emotion everyone ever since from the sullened Ibuki, "It just fills you with despair." she quickly went back to her monotonic self, "That's what Monokuma wants. He wants you guys to be driven to the edge of insanity and kill each other or kill yourselves. He wants to destroy your hope. He doesn't accept you or your hope! How despairing is that?!" Ibuki went to the piano again, playing that accursed song yet again. She continued to play it until the end of the class period.
DING DONG BING BONG
Automatically, the bell rung. Ding Dong Bing Bong. They cherished that little tone. The tune that sung through their ears was some little proof that they were sane. That the song Ibuki sung didn't mess them up. They were as sane as everyone in the world before they entered this hellhole. This horrible place where nothing good would be waiting for them.
Should I die? Maybe I can die? I can die! Maybe I will die! Die! Die! Die! The thought of dying weighed heavily on the mind of Komaru. She felt her sanity waver again and again, every time coming to her senses at the end of the song. When the bell went off, a sense of relief ran through her body. She immediately ran out of the room, not wanting to question her lucidity anymore. Most of the students followed her actions, causing a bit of traffic at the door but before long, they all left the classroom sighing in relief.
The thought of the last two classes was on her mind. The despair of those events traumatized her in so many ways. I guess the first day's classes are to teach us skills and the second is to fill us with despair. How obsessed is the person behind this with the idea of torturing high school kids like this? This is definitely twisted.
She tried to walk but her feet wouldn't carry her any further, "What the hell?" she stared wide eyed at her legs. They were trembling. But from what? Fear? Desperation? Sorrow? Insanity? Despair? The latter was probably the most likely answer. She again tried to move both of her legs but to no avail. She expected that. What else is there to expect in this place? But a part of her wanted to stay there forever, at least until the day ended. Komaru was tired. She was becoming weary after being put through some of her most painful memories. Memories she thought she forgotten long ago.
Suddenly, Komaru was brought out of her train of thoughts by a pull of her hand. There, her feet moved and she started to walk forward away from that hell. Who pulled me? Komaru asked herself as she stared in awe at her feet. She looked up to Nozomu's two tone hair. She was pulling both her and Natsuno from their powerlessness. As she looked further she saw more people mindlessly walking forward.
Did Nozomu do that? Nozomu let go of her hand and went back for two more people to help them walk forward. And when she did, Komaru continued to walk. She couldn't stop, not now. After she started to walk forward with the help of Nozomu, how could she stop? I guess I haven't changed at all, huh Touko?
Their next period is their free period. A period for them to reflect over their thoughts. In the cafeteria, Komaru sits alone in the empty room. She held her head down low with pessimistic thoughts running through her head. She couldn't stop thinking such things. After everything she'd been through, after every change she made to herself, she was slowly breaking down. This situation she's in. She tries and tries again to stand up to despair, but she never wins. She tries to keep her head up, but it's too hard. Did Touko go through this? Did Makoto go through this? How did they survive? Is it the "hope" that they have lead them on? I don't have that hope anymore! I can't grasp that hope anymore! I can't! I can't! Komaru threw her head up in realization.
"No, I'm making excuses again! I'm an ultimate now! I can't use the luxury of being 'normal'! But nobody would be able to endure this for long! Right?!" excuses, counterarguments, and rebuttals against her courage appeared left and right in her mind. They started to drive her insane, "Makoto and Touko wouldn't be able to live through this would they?"
A second later, a gasp left her mouth. A flashback of Nozomu pulling her hand and helping her move forward, "No, Nozomu. She's…she's even helping others with their despair. I can't…I can't make excuses when someone is trying so hard…"
Speak of the devil, "Komaru!" Nozomu walked through the double doors of the cafeteria. Komaru looked at the girl with dull, distant eye, "I was looking for you. Umm…come to the auditorium with me," Nozomu requested. Komaru compiled, walking to the auditorium with Nozomu.
The whole walk there, there was only awkward silence between the two, mostly because of Komaru's unending fatalistic thoughts. Nozomu looked at the brunette with pity. The despairful look on her face shown all the trauma, pain, and despair she's been through. I have to fix my classmates. If I don't they'll fall into insanity. And a killing will inevitably happen. I have to stop that.
A few minutes later, they made it to the auditorium. Everyone else was there, just like when they first arrived at this horrid place. As they entered the auditorium, Nozomu ran to the stage, leaving Komaru with the others.
"Excuse me!" Nozomu spoke into the mic, "As you all know, I'm Nozomu Sora!" she introduced herself cheerfully and with a genuine smile, "And I want you guys to feel better than right now. And I'm gonna try to help you guys!"
Nozomu continued, "Listen, all those things that those cruel teachers put you through, they are nothing! Remember, all of the stuff happened in the past! Whatever pain you went through back then, that's back then. You're here right now, which means you got through it somehow, right? You're strong and alive so there's no need to dwell on the past. Face forward! Be strong! Don't let anything stop you from moving on!
And one last thing. All the despair you feel now. All the hopelessness you feel now. All the pain you feel now. You'll get over it soon. You'll feel just like yourself someday. So why not make that day today? We're ultimates! We're supposed to be ones who inspire hope! So what hope would you inspire if you, yourself are in despair?! So inspire hope for me. For us. For yourself. For the world!"
As Komaru listened to Nozomu's speech, she slowly felt her head numb. The hopeless thoughts slowly left in daze of thoughts. She couldn't hear the inside of her head telling her to die, telling her she can't endure the hardship. Komaru's head was…silent. The inside of the her head was finally at peace. There was no more excuses. Just silences.
Nozomu looked down at Amehana, "Amehana, you know what I'm talking about right? How about you come up here and sing something for us," Nozomu sighed her gaze at Akio and Aiko, "And Akio, Aiko. How about you two help her?"
Amehana looked at Nozomu with watery eyes and gradually nodded. Aiko shouted, "Yay! Ai…ko plays…vilin!" Akio smiled at Aiko and walked up to the stage with her, Amehana followed them. Nozomu left the stage, leaving the twins and Amehana to take up the platform.
"Wait, what song are we gonna do?" Amehana asked to the other two behind her.
Aiko declared, "Ai…ko play…zakura!"
Amehana gave Akio a questionable look, "She means Senbonzakura."
"Okay, that's a good song!"
Aiko started to play her violin with a fast pace with a face that was solely focused on her violin. She smiled once the main beat comes on. Akio joins her fast pace playing and the two sync their notes together. There tunes together was enough to catch the essence of the song. The music was fast, full of energy, and had a fun tone.
"Daitan-futeki ni HAIKARA kakumei rairai-rakuraku hansen kokka. Hinomaru-jirushi no nirinsha korogashi akuryou-taisan AI-SHII-BII-EMU!" Amehana sung the lyrics with such energy that she started to dance to the beat a bit. She closed her eyes and let the song carry her.
"Kanjousen o hashirinukete touhon-seisou nan no sono. Shounen shoujo sengoku-musou ukiyo no manima ni…!" Amehana gripped the mic as she prepared herself for the chorus.
"SENBONZAKURA YORU NI MAGIRE KIMI NO KOE MO TODOKANAI YO! Koko wa utage hagane no ori sono dantoudai de mioroshite!"
Nozomu looked around the auditorium to see smiles on everyone's faces as they watched the performance in front of them. At least I did some good. She smiled to herself and listened to the song coming from the ultimate violinist, flutist, and vocalist.
"SANZEN-SEKAI TOKOYO NO YAMI NAGEKU UTA MO KIKOENAI YO! Seiran no sora haruka kanata sono kousenjuu de uchinuite!"
Nozomu did this. Ten minutes ago, they were depressed, worried, and in a sea of sorrow. But within that time period, they're here, together smiling and having fun. Komaru thoughts as she looked at all the others in the auditorium. She watched as Amehana sung her heart out. Aiko was having the most fun Komaru had ever seen she have. Akio was smiling brightly as he played his flute with passion. Komaru's smiled at the heartwarming scene. Nozomu can really work miracles.
"Hyakusen-renma no mitame wa shoukou. Ittari-kitari no oiran douchuu! AITSU mo KOITSU mo minna de atsumare! Seija no koushin wan tsuu san shi!"
"Zenjoumon o kugurinukete anraku-joudo yakubarai. Kitto saigo wa daidan'en hakushu no aima ni…!"
"SENBONZAKURA YORU NI MAGIRE KIMI NO KOE MO TODOKANAI YO! Koko wa utage hagane no ori sono dantoudai de mioroshite!"
"SANZEN-SEKAI TOKOYO NO YAMI NAGEKU UTA MO KIKOENAI YO! Kibou no uta haruka kanata sono senkoudan o uchiagero!"
Akio starts a solo of his own with a slow beat that was gradually building up and once it builds up completely, Aiko starts her own solo, playing so hard that her violin string where about to break. As her solo came to an end, Amehana readied her turn.
"Kanjousen o hashirinukete touhon-seisou nan no sono! Shounen shoujo sengoku-musou ukiyo no manima ni..!"
The music played by Akio and Aiko slowed down to make a more heartfelt tune, "Senbonzakura yoru ni magire kimi koe mo todokanai yo… Koko wa utage hagane no ori sono dantoudai o tobiorite…"
The music began a bit more fast just like the rest of the song, "SENBONZAKURA YORU NI MAGIRE! Kimi ga utai boku wa odoru! Koko wa utage hagane no ori saa kousenjuu o uchimakure…!"
Amehana left it to the twins to finish the song, just dancing to the violin and flute duet. Their music blew up with energy and fun, that same feeling that the whole song gave but more. And with six notes they finish the song.
Claps erupted from their classmates. Akio, Aiko, and Amehana took a bow, "Thanks everyone!" Amehana yelled into the mic before she and the twins left the stage.
Nozomu walked up to the stage, "See everyone! Look at yourself now and look at each other. You guys are smiling and having fun! That's all I wanted! You guys can go if you want." Nozomu bowed and left the podium.
"I want to sing another song," Amehana muttered.
"Ai…ko does…too!"
Komaru replied, "I'd like that. There's nothing better for us to do right, guys?" Komaru looked at the group to see no objections, "So sing your heart out. And play your heart out!" Komaru encouraged the two.
Amehana's face lit up, "Let's do Nirvana next!" she ran up to the stage grabbing the mic in hand, "C'mon Aiko-Chan, Akio-Kun!"
The twins got out their instruments and went up to the stage. Amehana raised her hand in the air as a cue for Akio to start, "One! Two! Three!" Akio started to softly blow into his flute, "Kowareta sekai no sumikko de bokura wa sora miageteru. Kimi no nukumori wo sagashi ni yuku yo!" Aiko starts to play her violin violently. The rest of their free period went on like a concert for the students of Future Line. And soon, the bell rung.
DING DONG BING BONG
"Well that was fun!" Amehana shouted in the mic, "I was happy to sing for you all! Thank you, all! And Thanks Sora-San!"
Nozomu blushed a bit at the mention of her name, "Uhh, you don't have to thank me, Mavie,"
Amehana shook her head, "No, I must thank you. And I think I'm speaking for everyone here. You… When we were forced to through those last classes, all I could feel was fear, sadness, and pain. But your speech, it really touch me and it stopped all of those feelings," tears started to roll down Amehana's face as she looked at Nozomu with a bright smile, "So…thank you. Thank you so much. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you, Sora-San."
Nozomu replied, "You're welcome." Amehana placed the mic on the mic stand and turned it off and the three of them exited the stage.
The fifteen students left the auditorium together as a class. Everyone one of them had smiles on their faces. Even though it was inevitable a tragedy was going to happen, they all embraced this moment. But they would have worshipped this moment if they knew what to happen soon after.
Monokuma Theater:
Have you ever been called stupid before? LIke really really stupid. Like you couldn't breath without someone telling you to stupid. You couldn't talk unless spoken to stupid. I knew a friend that was called that. And honestly, I didn't like that friend. All they did was play dumb. I know they're stupid, but it really pissed me off. I mean, I'm here and all, but when I'm with that friend I might as well die and they couldn't care less. But still I feel obligated to that friend. I am obligated to her.
