After Monokuma gave us the offer for one wish, everyone's been avoiding each other. Even Murasaki and I haven't been talking much lately. Everyone's afraid that someone's going to give in.
But I don't blame anybody. I mean any wish you can think of? As long as it's realistic of course. I wouldn't kill someone for that...Would I?
"The offer Monokuma gave us expires tomorrow," Suzumi said. It's been three days since Monokuma offered us this wish. We all decided that we shouldn't let this shake us up and decided to have breakfast together again.
"Well, it's good that nobody succumbed to him, yet," Togami said putting down his cup of coffee.
"Yet?" Kirigiri questioned him.
"Any wish you can think of for one death. Only idiots would refuse that offer."
"Excuse me!?" Hisame yelled at him, "Just because you have such a marvelous life of riches and wonder don't think that we're so weak and poor that we would fall for such a thing!"
"Hah!? What do you know? Do you think my life is all riches and wonder!?"
"Of course! You're part of the frickin' Togami family so everything in life would come so easily for you!"'
"You listen here-"
"Now, now, why don't we stop fighting and get along?" Naegi got in the middle of them.
They both clicked their tongues and walked away.
"Uhh, we don't have to worry about that, do we?" Asami asked nervously.
"Ah Asami-san, have you found your ring?" I said hoping to change the subject.
"No! And it's driving me insane!"
"What's so important about it?" Yamamoto asked.
"I can't really put my finger on it, but I just know it's realy important!"
"A family heirloom?" Kirika asked.
"I don't know! Agh!" Asami ran out of the cafeteria.
"So, Kirika-san, what's up?" I asked.
"Hmm, well I still need that Artist to finish his sketches of me. Then I'm thinking of heading to the locker room and do some weight training.
"Right, models have to keep shape. Wow it must be tough for you," my eyes glittered and I silently praised him.
"Well I've been one my whole life so I'm pretty used to it. Now to get out of this sad excuse for a school, if only..."
"...What?"
"Nothing, well I'm out," he sighed before leaving.
"...Is nobody staying for breakfast? Just me? Okay, fine more food for me," I mumbled making my way to the kitchen.
"Physic's Room? Ugh I hate physics! Not going in there," I turned the other way. "I already saw the Art Room, the only room left is...the Rec Room! Let's go!...And it's locked."
*click click* Come on stupid door open! STOP BEING A TSUNDERE AND OPEN! What am I even saying, wah, I really need to calm down. Let's see, bobby pin...! No wait, I hate bobby pins, maybe someone else has one.
"Kirika-san!" I zipped the corner heading to the Art Room. Hmm, he's not here.
Physics Room? Nope.
"Agh, KIRIKA-SAN!"
"What?" he appeared out of the Art Room. Huh? I didn't see him in there. Maybe the storage room? Whatever.
"Do you have a bobby pin?"
"No, why on Earth would I have one?"
"Cuz you're a model and that hair cannot be natural," I pointed to his lustrous hair that layered perfectly.
"Excuse me! I condition everyday plus 6 different hair products. Also I sleep with my head hanging off the bed so there is no possible way I'd get bedhead. Now enough about me, why don't we talk about you? You see what we have here is a hair DON'T," he gestured to my pigtails.
I waved my arms at him and left.
"WHY DOESN'T ANYBODY HERE HAVE A BOBBY PIN!? OPEN STUPID DOOR!" my feet were against the wall as the door wouldn't budge.
"OKAY DOOR I HAVE BEEN HAVING A ROUGH COUPLE DAYS NOW IF YOU DON'T OPEN RIGHT NOW I WILL MAKE SURE THE NEXT MURDER VICTIM IS YOU!"
"Ding dong, dang dong! A body has been found! Time will be given for investigation, a class trial will start soon. Good luck~" Monokuma said over the P.A. system.
"YOU DID SOMETHING, DIDN'T YOU DOOR!? I'LL BE BACK LATER!" I screamed as I ran to find the others.
"Nozomi-chan! Thank goodness your still alive!" Murasaki ran towards me.
"Same here! Do you know who died?"
"No, but-"
"Over here," Kirigiri gestured below.
We went down the stairs to the first floor's stair where we found-
"Hisame..."
The said redhead was in a sitting position with his head slumping to the side. His face was demented, like someone smashed him with something.
"I feel bad..." I stared at the limpless corpse in front of me. I never got to know him very well, except that he was a bit rude. But he was just pysched out to get out of here like the rest of us. Unlike the rest of us, at least he was open-minded. "Rest well Hisame..."I whispered taking in the scene of death in front of me.