I do not own AssClass or Danganronpa.

I had just woken up.

At first, it was all blurry and I couldn't hear anything. I could tell we were outside (wind blowing into my hair) and when I could see, Nagisa wasn't with us.

"Hey... where's Nagisa?" I asked, looking around.

"Nagisa's up there, fighting." Kayano answered, worried, and so did I.

"Fighting? Who!?" I asked loudly, getting worried for him.

"He's fighting Tadaoka-sensei!" Kayano said, looking at the building in front of us. I saw Nagisa, about to be beaten.

Then there was a change. 'It's his assassination mode!' I thought when I recognized the air surrounding me. It was cold and dark, even more so than before.

"He's getting serious," I said out loud.

Everything went out perfectly for us. Nagisa did the clap, and stun gunned him. I have to admit, it seemed painful. But he deserved it. Definitely.

After it was done, we (somehow, don't ask me) got to Nagisa.

"Nagisa! Are you alright?" I call and wave to him. I got off of Isogai and ran towards him. There was a cut on his cheek and bruises everywhere.

"Yeah, I'm fine!" He smiles sheepishly.

"Now what?" I turn to Okano. "The antidote is destroyed." I look to where they were looking. Glass and liquid were spilled everywhere. Right, everyone got sick...

"Hey." We turned to the voice.

After that, everything was normal.

The assassins weren't really trying to kill us, and Takaoka got everything he deserved because he was a little shit that I couldn't resist a single punch to his face. Worth the trouble.

Now wasn't really the time though...

Since we had uneven numbers of people, the last girl (There were more girls than boys) would get to watch. I choose to be with Amami, and he seemed quite content with it too. Miu was the last. Course no one wanted to be with her, thanks to her wonderful personality. Well, maybe Okajima, but another girl (who was it again?) had taken him in.

"This isn't really scary, huh?" Amami sweatdrops. Sure it's dark, but what does it matter?

"Yeah. Seen Satan himself, y'know?" I joked, smirking. Amami smiles as well, then look forward.

"Hmm?" I step forward once to see what he was seeing.

"Beware... For you hav-" I interrupted him by getting my gun out and shooting him. "AH!" He shrieks, and flies off.

"That easy huh..." We both deadpanned. I could hear Koro-sensei yelling like some fucking chicken, probably getting scared through his own traps or by Hazama or someone else.

While we walked, somehow, we found... cards? A twister game, and a whole lot of other games. 'What is wrong with this octopus...?' I thought. 'And how the hell have we not been able to kill him already?'

It was just weird, okay?

After all of it, we were all staring Koro-sensei down for trying to ship us.

"I was trying to ship you guys for a book!" He attempts to defend himself. I'm not getting any of that fucking bull.

"Bull. Pure bullshit." I stared him down harder. "You know, if that was the case, then show us the "book" you're working on."

"U-uh, w-well..." He stammers, trying to find an excuse. "I-I haven't started!"

"Seriously? Like we believe you." Kataoka said.

"You know what? We know about what you want at this point." Chiruka sighed. "Why don't we ship Bitch-sensei and Karasuma-sensei instead?"

"..." We were all silent at that suggestion. "Well, let's get to it..." Everyone agreed, and well...

Bitch-sensei fucked it up.

No, not that way. She ruined it.

I'd never thought I'd say this for this kind of situation, but...

FUCKING HELL ON A MOTHERFUCKING SANDWICH!

These idiots have tainted me too much.

And now, it was time to go home.

Home... it almost hurts. They'll be off to E-Class, I'll be off to A-Class.

Well...

Looks like life is going to be hell.

I wake up in my bed, sitting up. It's 6:30 am.

I pack up... and I'm off to A-Class.

I walk to the main building, and I stared at it.

"What's wrong?" Asano asks. I turn to him. Right, he was with me.

"Nothing." I say, and walk to class.

As soon as I arrive, those 5 Virshits come over.

"Oh, what do we have here?" The science guy said. I didn't bother remembering some of their names. Ren Sakakibara and Gakushuu Asano were the only names I knew.

"You're from E-Class, right? I suppose today is your transfer." The one with green hair said.

"Yeah? So?" I glared at them.

"Hmm, you're quite different from Asano." Sakakibara said. "Though you look just as wonderful as him."

"Is that your shameful attempt at flirting?" I spat.

"Aw, c'mon. You're fit in here, and not in that garbage place." Said the... last one?

"Garbage?" I repeated. "Last I checked, they beat you."

"Y-Yeah? So? It was just luck!" Said the green haired ones.

"Oh? So was all the other times you scored high luck as well?" I countered. "At least be respectful and acknowledged the fact that you lost, fair and square."

"Y-You little..." The last one sputtered, but was cut off by the teacher.

"Good morning class. Ah, today we have a transfer student. Asano Michiru." The teacher looked at me, expecting me to come to the front. And I did.

"Hello, now fellow classmates." I said, standing straight. "I most certainly hope we get along." I laced the last part with hidden sarcasm. Because I was never going to talk with them.

"Thank you. Now sit back down. So today, we are..." I didn't bother listening.

It was boring. Painfully so.

Most of the time, I had my head down. Whenever I didn't, it was because of some group thing.

Eventually, Lunch came.

Everyone left for the cafeteria. I stayed behind, and took out my own lunch, poking the food.

I missed E-Class so much. It was apart of me now. This- This class wasn't friendly, wasn't warm, just plain cold. What mattered most was study, study, study.

"Asano, why are you still here?" I looked up to see Sakakibara Ren.

"What reason do you have to come back?" I don't even want to see his reaction. So, I just looked back at my food.

"Well, I was a bit worried for my lovely pr-"

"Don't. Say it." I cut him off and glared at him. "I am not a fragile princess, and I excel at martial arts and sports. Understand?"

"Y-Yes." He stuttered and bowed. Good. I spat.

"Tch, and everyone thinks they could treat me like E-Class." Sakakibara had stepped back slightly, shocked. "What?"

"W-well..." He looked to the side, thinking of an actual answer. "You're... different. A lot more different from Asano-san."

"We-" I was cut off by the announcement.

"Everyone, please head to the gym for an assembly."

An assembly? When did this happen?

I grumbled, took my stuff, and walked to the door. "Not so bad," I mumbled. Well, it was true. Excluding my brother, the Virtuouses were just a bunch of braggers. They were normally rude, and the worst of scum. Wait... dammit, Sakakibara had better not heard me.

I arrived at the assembly, desperately wanting to go back to E-Class. But I simply couldn't. Instead, I looked at the ground in shame, clenching and gritting my teeth.

"Ahem..." The announcer started. "I know that this is sudden, but we have some... class changes. For example, Michiru Asano is now part of A-Class! I think we should all welcome her!"

People cheered, looking at me with expectations. I was still in the same position. These fucking assholes. I was reaching my limit. My mind was practically screaming at me, telling me to get out.

"I do believe she will be saying a few words about her old E-Class crew..." The announcer asshole smiled and looked to the E-Class. I looked at them, and it was mostly shock. Karma didn't seem so affected. Nor did Chiruka. I gulped, and stood on the stage. It was obvious that I was nervous.

"...Hello." Was the first thing I said. 'Speak from the heart,' I thought. "If I had to be honest... being in E-Class was the most I could ever ask for." I stared at everyone's reaction. Classes through A-D were... well duh, shocked. Some of E-Class were too, but the others smirked a bit. I placed a hand where my heart was. "It allowed me to grow, not as someone who tramples over others, but as an equal. And that's not what this wretched school is doing. This school is wrong. People in E-Class still have talents! Talent doesn't necessarily mean you're good at academics, but it means you're good at a skill. It could be anything, from games, to leadership skills, anything! And yet, this school is trampling over it." Honestly, I wasn't very sure what I was saying myself. I just let my thoughts out I suppose... but then again, Amami did say...

"Other than their powers, Ultimates have another talent that goes with their personality and bloodline."

So, was my talent speech making? I realized for a second I paused, so I continued. "That is why..." I took a breath in. "I wish to return to E-Class."

Done!