Memoirs of the Past

Some time ago...

"Come here, come here, come here!"

I believe this white haired boy is named Takumi. He's approaching with a bright smile and a friendly wave.

"Hey, Sonoda right?" He asks, putting a hand on his hip. "I dunno if you remember, but my name is Takumi! I'm the proud Ultimate Escapist! Cool right?"

I smile back, nodding at him. "Ah yes, I remember you from pre-orientation. My name is Sonoda. I'm the Ultimate...Salesman!" I blush. One day I'll tell them the truth but for now I think it's best to keep the truth under wraps…

"Nice to meet you I'm going to an escape room this weekend with some people from class. Want to tag along?" Takumi asks.

"I'll think about it," I chuckle. "It's almost time for orientation so I anticipate paperwork and some homework will be keeping me quite busy…"

Takumi sighs. "Oh dang, I forgot about that! I don't want Summer break to be over... It's ok though, I'll just do it after the escape room!"

I nod. "Good luck with that; I know I certainly require all the focus I can get...and even then I doubt I'll get it all done!"

Takumi laughs. "Don't say that! I mean, I heard teach is pretty chill. Maybe he'll let us enjoy this remaining time of freedom!"

"That's the hope, right?" A black haired boy says, suddenly appearing next to Takumi with a smile. I believe this is...Akumu. "Hey Sonoda!"

I nod. "How's it going?"

"Good as can be!" Akumu grins. "I'm excited to meet everyone!"

"It's a little nerve wracking," Takumi admits with a blush. "I mean, there's so many famous people, it's kind of overwhelming!"

I nod along. "The Ultimate Actor, Runway Model, Photoshoot Choreographer, and even TV Show Host. It will certainly be interesting studying alongside such famous faces…"

"Well, looks like Runway Model has already found a friend!" Akumu observes, pointing to a ginger girl and a ginger boy conversing at the entryway of our classroom.

"You know, I'm a model." Mari boasts, smirking and twirling a piece of her hair.

"Yeah, you've only said it about five hundred times…" Takahashi murmurs.

"Well, my offer still stands, y'know!" Mari says. "I could give you a head to toe makeover - completely free of charge as long as you take me to Los Angeles for Spring Break!"

Takahashi crosses his arms. "I don't need a fucking makeover, I've bagged plenty of bitches with my looks you fucking bimbo."

"Huh, those bitches must've been blind because you dress like a runaway orphan." Mari fires back, her gaze becoming icy cold.

"I dress like a runaway orphan? Well at least I don't dress like a slut." Takahashi says with clenched teeth.

"A slut that you hit on within seconds of meeting." Mari glares.

"I didn't know how fucking annoying you were." Takahashi shrugs. "If I heard your grating ass voice beforehand I would've stayed far away from your bottle ginger ass."

"I hate you." Mari snaps.

"The feeling is completely mutual, you Junko Enoshima wannabe bitch." Takahashi yells.

The two then began to argue, shooting insult after insult at each other. Almost everyone ignored the two - already used to their antics from pre-orientation.

Akumu sighs. "Young love. Those two are definitely getting married one day."

Takumi nods. "I agree, I agree."

I look at the two with a curious expression. "But they clearly hate each other."

Akumu shakes his head. "No, no, I know. But their chemistry is off the charts! The sparks flying between them are practically setting the classroom on fire!"

"I see…" I say, continuing to observe the arguing pair. The more I watched the two of them, I could kind of see what Akumu and Takumi were talking about. The Runway Model and Pilot were lost in their own world - only talking to each other. Well they were arguing - but hey, still talking.

Their personalities are incredibly loud - and the two of them will definitely be some main characters in this story called high school.

They could prove to be some valuable allies…

"Oh, there you are!" The Archaeologist girl, Francesca I think, quickly came into the classroom, pushing past Mari and Taka and heading straight to a tired looking...Koko, I think?

"What's up, Fran?" Koko yawns. "Were you looking for me?"

Francesca nods. "Yes, Eve and I were going to ask you what you were doing for lunch! The two of us are planning on sneaking into the cafeteria and looking at some of the Ultimates!"

Koko's eyes widen. "Fran! I really don't think that's allowed…"

Fran giggles. "Aw, c'mon! I mean, we're technically already students right?"

"We're the next incoming class you dumbfuck - we're hardly 'already students'." The unpleasant Ultimate Occultist - Kuro frowns. "The fucking bitch who handles security yelled at me just because I went to go take a piss - apparently I need a special 'visitor pass'..."

He has a point. Becoming a student at Hope's Peak is quite the long task. First you have pre-orientation to meet all of your classmates and your teacher. After that is a bunch of paperwork and a number of meetings.

Like today.

Today we're having our first "official" face to face meeting. Most of us have already met from pre-orientation and various other times outside of the school environment but today marks the first time we're all meeting up in our classroom.

I look around at the various friends already forming and can't help but think what on Earth this year has in store for us.

For one, I'm already starting the year off with a lie…

Instructed by Hope's Peak, they had me introduce myself as the Ultimate Salesman. Even though I don't particularly care too much about lying to these people, it is still a bit worrisome. If I get caught, there's no telling what the repercussions might be.

But anyways, this is Hope's Peak Academy: and the first part of the name has always stood be true. It's a school full of hope where nothing could ever go wrong.

Even a scoundrel like myself can't have a bad experience…

I'll just do what I always do and charm the pants off everyone I meet...then I'll graduate and be set for life.

So easy.

And something that I will accomplish.

No roadblocks, no hindrances, and certainly no trouble…

FIN