Kasumi stares at me with a judgemental look on her face.

"Don't look at me like that."

Kasumi glances back at the boxes scattered around my new room.

"Stop judging me."

Kasumi nudges one of my boxes with her foot. "Is this full of books too? It's heavy."

I groan, picking up the box and placing it with the other boxes containing my books. "If you're just going to judge me and not help unpack, you can go bother someone else."

"Nah," Kasumi shakes her head. "It's too late to get rid of me. I've imprinted on you like a duck, we're stuck together forever~."

"Stupid gremlin."

"Baby raccoon."

"Juriya Inaba."

Both of us jump at the sound of the new voice, whipping around to find Juriya standing in the doorway to my room, Armen and an unfamiliar girl on either side of her.

"Juriya, you scared me." I frown. "Can I help you?"

"Yes." Juriya says, grabbing the olive haired girl by her by the arm and shoving her into the room. "She's bothering me." she says plainly.

"All I said was that you look snazzy in your suit…" Olive Hair grumbles under her breath.

Juriya ignores her. "Also, it appears that more of us have gotten detention." she says, shooting a look at the young man beside her.

Armen looks unperturbed. "It seems one of the teachers didn't appreciate me criticizing their syllabus." he says.

"I see." I say, unable to think of a response to either of them.

Kasumi moves up to stand beside me. She smiles awkwardly at Armen, trying to be friendly despite the cold, almost evil demeanor from when we first met still exuding from him. Frankly I don't know how Juriya isn't shivering just standing by him.

"So, um, I see you made a friend, Armen." Kasumi says, gesturing at Juriya.

Armen gives her an incredulous, affronted look. "Don't be ridiculous." Armen says. "Inaba and I are not friends," he says. "I have no need for things like that."

Juriya looks offended too, but not at Armen's comment, at Kasumi. "Precisely." she agrees. "Armen and I are merely going to play chess." she says and glares at Olive Hair. "Asuga here was getting in the way of that." Juriya says and turns on her heel. "Now, if you'll excuse me." she says and walks away.

Armen just looks at the three girls coldly and follows Juriya out of the room.

Kasumi and I turn to the new addition, 'Asuga'. She's a little shorter than Juriya and taller than me and Kasumi. "So, what's your name?" I ask.

I am absolutely not ready for the energy she comes at me with and I don't think Kasumi is either.

Olive Hair grabs one of Kasumi's hands and one of my hands, smiling brightly.

"Yo, yo, yo! Hello beautiful girls, nice to meet ya, the name's Shun Asuga but you can call me Shun - or simply Shu if you want. It's nice to see some new and cute faces around here! Juriya was cute and all and that Armen guy was meh but their energy just wasn't it, y'feel? Also, don't you think they kinda look like walking, talking corpses? Kinda funny to see them together, right?" Shun laughs. She suddenly gasps and pulls out two pairs of roller skates.

From where? I don't know.

And I don't think I want to know.

"Also, here are some complimentary roller skates as a sign of good nature to commemorate our new beginning as classmates! You two are quite lucky since I don't usually give these kinds of roller skates away, they tend to be quite expensive~." she drawls, smirking as she shoves the roller skates in our hands.

"Roller skates? I-I don't know how to-" Kasumi stammers, feeling just as overwhelmed as me from Shun's extremely high energy, but Shun quickly continues on her rant of an introduction.

"They tend to cost around three to four million yen since they are quite…special." Shun smiles happily.

And just like that, Kasumi suddenly looks extremely interested in her new roller skates. However, the look in her eyes tells me she has plans for them that don't involve using them for their intended purpose.

"Oh fuck, I forgot to introduce my talent didn't I?" Shun facepalms, continuing.

Well, yes, but from the roller skates you just pulled out of your ass I think I can safely assume that you're-

"Well, as you have already seen and might be thinking, I am known as the Ultimate Roller Skater. My gang also calls me The Wind Rakshasi of Tokyo, the leader of the roller skate gang called the 'Tokyo Rakshasa', well… it was nice meeting ya cuties, but I have important stuff to do, time is money, you know how it is!" Shun beams and finally stays still enough for me to actually look at her.

Shun has a slim and athletic body build befitting an Ultimate Roller Skater. Her skin is light and she has round chocolate brown eyes with a small scar across her nose. She has back-length olive green messy hair with pink braids and a heart shaped ahoge. Shun is basically wearing her clothes - she only has on the Hope's Peak blazer (and seeing how detention happy Hope's Peak seems to be, Shun will more than likely join the rest of us in detention because of it). But under that she has on a gray t-shirt with what looks like a green Rakshasi with wings and clouds behind her. Her pants are light green and pink plaid joggers with chains dangling on either side of her and she wears matching green and pink plaid Heelys.

Shun claps her hands suddenly, her eyes widening. "Wait! You ladies wouldn't happen to be in Class 80-A, would you? I know that Juriya and Armen are and it seemed like you knew them, so."


"Jesus Christ," the man says, rubbing his temples. "I think this kid might have Yuan beat in terms of annoying Sugawara."

The woman nods in agreement and recites what she knows about the Ultimate Roller Skater. "Shun Asuga, the second candidate for Greed. She's half Malaysian, which is why she has all those Rakshasi motifs on her." she says. "You can't see it right now but she's actually hiding another Rakshasi somewhere on her…"

"Hm." the man says. "What exactly is a Rakshasi anyway?"


Shun smiles toothily as she holds out her PDA for us to take, exposing a bunch of black, light green, and pink wristbands on her right wrist. "C'mon, aren't we supposed to register each other or something?"

I sigh and put down my new roller skates. I take the PDA from her and pull mine out, tapping them together. I hand Shun's PDA to Kasumi and scroll through the information on my new classmate.

CLASSMATE REGISTERED:

Name Shun Asuga

Height 5 ft. 8 in. (172.5 cm.) | Weight 129 lbs. (58 kg.)

Chest 32 in. (82 cm.) | Blood Type A+

D.O.B. April 1 | Age 17

Likes Anime, aggressive inline and vert skating, creating new roller skates

Dislikes Discrimination, romance and sci-fi novels, sour things

Ultimate Roller Skater

Huh, she has the same birthday as Kasumi. I wonder if April first just has a tendency to breed obnoxious girls like these two-

"Right, Sora and Kasumi." Shun nods. "Memorized. Well, I'm gonna go now." she gives us one last smile and turns and leaves the room. I raise an eyebrow when I see some kind of markings peeking out from under the right leg of her joggers...a tattoo?

"That was certainly...an introduction." Kasumi says slowly.

I raise an eyebrow as I turn to look at her. "What, was that energy too much for even you?" I ask, smirking.

Kasumi scoffs and quickly shakes her head, snapping out of whatever daze she was in. "Don't be ridiculous, Sora. No one can beat me in crackhead energy."

...Crackhead ener-?

"Anyways," Kasumi says. "do you think these are really worth that much yen?" she asks, holding up the skates from Shun.

"I don't know." I say. "The value of customized roller skates isn't within my library of random knowledge." I say, looking down at the ones Shun gave me. "Why?"

"No reason." Kasumi says quickly. "Anyways," she repeats and grins mischievously. "I'm gonna go put these back in my room and then you can show me to the box that has all of your intimates-"

"Absolutely not you fucking gremlin." I say quickly and flick Kasumi's forehead.

Kasumi pouts, smacking my hand away and shielding her forehead from further attack. "I just want to bond-"

"You don't need to see my underwear to bond with me you weirdo." I hiss, grabbing and pinching her cheeks since she's shielding her forehead. "You're not the protagonist of some game that gives you the underwear of your classmates when you maximize the bonds of your friendship or something."

Kasumi wrestles my hands away from her face. "No...but I could be-"

"Absolutely not."


Kasumi drops to her hands and knees once we finish crushing the now empty boxes.

I cross my arms, "Don't give me that."

Kasumi huffs, "I didn't even say anything!" she pouts.

"You said plenty by dropping to the floor-"

"You." a boy's out of breath voice suddenly comes from the door to my dorm. Kasumi and I turn to see a boy with white skin and slightly spiky blond hair looking at us with excited green eyes. "Boxes. You're just moving in, right? First Years? Me too, give me your PDAs." he says, holding out his hand without waiting for an answer.

The boy looks to be on the older side. His blond bangs rest on the left side of his face and he has a toned build. He wears a plain black shirt under a black and white jacket with the sleeves rolled up, showing off a wristband on each wrist: black on the left and red on the right. He wears dark blue ripped jeans accented by a black and gold belt.

Seriously, did everyone not get the memo that you're supposed to wear your uniform during school hours?


"And who's this ray of sunshine?" the man asks.

The woman looks down at the tablet in her hands. "Kano Hanazaki, an excellent candidate for both Pride and Wrath." she says with a delighted smirk. "He wasn't one of us, but…"

The man raises an eyebrow. "But…?" he trails off, urging her to continue.

"You'll see."

The man groans.


The blond hands me back my PDA and I read over the new pop up on its screen with his information.

CLASSMATE REGISTERED:

Name Kano Hanazaki

Height 5 ft. 10 in. (178 cm.) | Weight 100 lbs. (45 kg.)

Chest 25 in. (64 cm.) | Blood Type A

D.O.B. July 11 | Age 18

Likes Games, theme parks, reading

Dislikes Romance movies, losing

Ultimate Gamer

Ah, an Ultimate Gamer. That explains the lack of shoes.

"Kano Hanazaki, pleased to meet you." the boy introduces himself formally and his eyes shine dangerously. "But now, I have other First Years to find. I refuse to let a guy who doesn't know how to wear a shirt beat me." he says and just like that, he's running through the halls once again.

Ha, with how detention trigger-happy the staff seems to be today, we'll probably see him there with the rest of us for running through the halls.

When I click out of the pop up of Kano's information on my PDA, I see that it added his name below Harlequin's.

CLASS 80-A

Kasumi Yuan - Ultimate Prankster

Luan Delvina - Ultimate Land Artist

Akifumi Yatagarasu - Ultimate Forensic Expert

Kensuke Oishi - Ultimate Caregiver

Hitoshi Kimidori - Ultimate Rancher

Toshiro Haruki - Ultimate Toymaker

Candace Meyers-Oppulence - Ultimate Ballroom Icon

Takeshi Yamamoto - Ultimate Tailor

Juriya Inaba - Ultimate Surgeon

Yosuke Sakurai - Ultimate Priest

Kanna Kawagiri - Ultimate Influencer

Shun Asuga - Ultimate Roller Skater

? ? ? ? ? - Ultimate ? ? ?

? ? ? ? ? - Ultimate ? ? ?

? ? ? ? ? - Ultimate ? ? ?

? ? ? ? ? - Ultimate ? ? ?

? ? ? ? ? - Ultimate ? ? ?

OTHER - CLASS 80TH

Yuya Tanaguchi - Ultimate Clown

Kano Hanazaki - Ultimate Gamer

On the other hand, by meeting Shun, I only have five more classmates left to find.

Oh well.

"Get off your ass, Kasumi." I say. "Let's do your room now."

Kasumi cries and drops to the floor again.


Well, we spent a good three hours unpacking both mine and Kasumi's rooms and we still have yet to be called for class or an assembly or anything like that. We missed the lunch period and we're all tuckered out from working so we're just laying outside on the grass, waiting for something to happen.

"I'm hungry."

"Oh no." Kasumi sighs dramatically, moving to use my legs as a pillow.

I frown. "What do you mean 'oh no'?" I ask. "Is there something wrong with me being hungry?"

"You get hangry."

"Any normal person does when they're hungry."

"It's not normal to be angry when you're hungry."

"Yes it is."

"No it's not."

"Yes-" I stop when I hear some sort of crunching approaching us. "Do you hear that?"

She frowns. "Hear what?" Kasumi asks.

"That crunching."

Kasumi raises an eyebrow, looking at me like I'm crazy. "Okay, now I think the hunger is doing something else to you. I don't hear anything-"

"Are you two Sora Sugawara and Kasumi Yuan?"

Kasumi and I raise our heads when we hear our names.

Of course, it's another student. He's pale and skinny...a little too skinny for his height and our age. He has dark bags under his eyes so he's most likely going to be the butt of Kasumi's raccoon jokes too-

"A fake raccoon." Kasumi whispers.

Never mind.

The boy looks at us with half-lidded eyes, frowning as he awaits a response. He has pitch back shoulder-length hair that spikes near the bottom. His cheeks are sunken in. I can't quite see what his body or arms look like but everything about him is screaming 'underfed'. Unlike the last few people I've met, he's wearing the Hope's Peak uniform as it should be worn but he's also wearing a large blue winter jacket. A very large blue winter jacket several sizes too big for him.

I like his taste.

But, I don't see anything that he would be crunching - no chips, no-

The boy sighs as he zips up his jacket, his sleeves making the exact sound I was hearing before. Disappointing. "Look, I'm only looking for you because Headmaster Naegi wants to introduce everyone to the detention monitors," he says. "Is that you two or not?"

"It is-"

"Good. While you're here," he starts and puts his hand into his jacket pocket. "Register." he says, pulling out his PDA and tossing it onto Kasumi's lap. "My name is Masaki Takano, Ultimate Taxidermist. You're two of the three missing from my list so hurry up and let's get going."


"Well he seems like a bright ball of sunshine." the man says.

The woman rolls her eyes. "Takano is one of the other Sloth candidates…between him and the American, I'm not sure which one I'm rooting for more." she says. "His story is more despairing but, in my opinion, the ones Candace hurt by being slothful had it coming. They hurt her first. Is is not fair to make them despair in return?" the woman proposes.

"You might have a point there." the man agrees. "I'll have to reread Candace's file but for now, back to monitoring."


I flick through Masaki's information as Kasumi hands him back his PDA.

CLASSMATE REGISTERED:

Name Masaki Takano

Height 5 ft. 10 in. (178 cm.) | Weight 104 lbs. (47 kg.)

Chest 30 in. (76 cm.) | Blood Type AB-

D.O.B. June 18 | Age 17

Likes Dogs, sewing, quiet

Dislikes Cats, socializing, happy-go-lucky people

Ultimate Taxidermist

Kasumi frowns as she stares at her PDA. "Um…"

"What's wrong?"

Kasumi flushes lightly. "What does a taxidermist do?" she asks meekly.

The question actually makes Masaki perk up a little bit. "You don't know what taxidermy is?" he asks. When Kasumi shakes her head no, Masaki actually spares us a smile and explains what earned him his Ultimate title.


I'm amazed Masaki speaks the entire time he's leading us to wherever we're going. When I first saw him he didn't seem like the type of guy that engages in conversation and going by the information in his profile, I'm right. But, here he is, talking away about the ins and outs of taxidermy. Kasumi listens quietly, albeit looking a bit grossed out at times.

"And when everything is cleaned-"

"Is this it?" I ask, interrupting Masaki's taxidermy lecture (because I was honestly getting a little bored) and pointing to a door with a sign that has '80-A' written above it. I mean, it has to be, right? Where else-?

"No."

Oh.

"We're actually meeting in Class 80-B." Masaki says, pointing to the door a little ways away from my classroom. "They seem to have some problem children too or whatever." he says and Kasumi and I follow him the extra few feet before entering the room.

As soon as Masaki reaches for the door, however, another voice slowly comes within earshot.

"...I see…hmm…"

Kasumi, Masaki, and I turn to see a girl with light brown skin and pale, lilac colored eyes muttering to herself.

"Uh, hello?" Kasumi calls, wasting no time in getting up in the girl's personal space and waving her hand in front of her face. "Are you okay?"

The girl jumps, understandably startled. "Oh! People!" she gasps and smiles sheepishly and politely. "I got a little distracted, sorry about that. If I may ask, what are your names?"


"Survival of the fittest is the name of the game with this one." the woman says, smirking. "The boss thinks she could go either way. What about you?" she asks her partner.

The man shrugs. "I dunno…sure, she could be considered an athlete, I guess, but is she strong enough to beat the others?" he wonders.

The woman clicks her tongue, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, don't underestimate her, the Ultimate Masquerade Ball Dancer is still a dancer, and dancers are athletes. And, based on her history, she is an excellent candidate for Gluttony."


The girl nods as we each go around and introduce ourselves. After realizing that she's a First Year like the three of us, she pulls out her PDA and hands it to us with a smile as she takes her turn to introduce herself.

She gives us a small curtsy "I'm Miss Mai Rinzaki, and I'm the achieving Ultimate Masquerade Ball Dancer!"

Name Mai Rinzaki

Height 5 ft. 3 in. (161 cm.) | Weight 124 lbs. (56 kg.)

Chest 34 in. (87 cm.) | Blood Type A+

D.O.B. August 11 | Age 17

Likes Yellow, hot chocolate, small dogs

Dislikes Sore losers, push ups, big dogs

Ultimate Masquerade Ball Dancer

Mai's body is fairly lean, most likely due to the intense physical work dancing can still be. Pale lilac eyes stand out against her light orange hair. Said hair tied up into two loose and low hanging pigtails with bangs that go down in a middle-part fashion with a hairclip accessorizing the lower side of her bangs. Some pieces of hair stick out by her roots and curl up over her forehead and a small bouncy ahoge rests on her head. Her ears accessorized with three earrings on each ear - one circular shaped & red and the other two gray and more piercing-like.

It seems like Mai was one of the handful of students that got the memo to wear your uniform. Aside from that, she's wearing black leggings that have dark gold flower patterns at the bottom and black slip ons. She also has a small flower crown on her head consisting of blue, purple, and lime green flowers.

"Oooh, another ballroom dancer!" Kasumi gasps.

Mai blinks, taken aback. "There's another ballroom dancer?" she says with a slight frown. "I was under the impression there weren't allowed to be any duplicate talents in a single year." Mai says.

Kasumi nods, "Candace, the, um," she scratches her head and turns to me. "What exactly was it again?"

"The Ultimate Ballroom Icon." I answer. "And I don't think her talent is what we all think it is." I say, my frown matching Mai's.

Mai hums, "Ballroom Icon…" she repeats. "That term is unfamiliar to me." Mai says and nods to herself. "Alright then. By your confusion as well, I'm guessing this 'Candace' didn't specify what they do?"

I shake my head. "I didn't get the chance to ask." I say.

"Hmm…fine. Whatever," Mai shrugs. "I'll meet up with her sooner or later. I'm a little interested in what branch of ballroom dancing they pursue…"

Masaki narrows his eyes. "You seem…disappointed. Or something." he says dryly. "What, jealous that you're not the only ballroom dancing First Year?"

Mai immediately shakes her hand and waves her hands, one of them holding a fancy looking black case. "Disappointed? No no!" she says reassuringly and not at all believably. "I'm definitely... excited to see them. I wonder if we'll bond well."

Before I can ask her what that is, Masaki shrugs and makes a move for the classroom door again, "Whatever. Don't care." he says.

"Oh? You three have detention as well?" Mai asks.

….Goddamn it. How many is that now? I've lost count.

I pull out my PDA and count the number of registered classmates I have.

CLASS 80-A

Kasumi Yuan - Ultimate Prankster

Luan Delvina - Ultimate Land Artist

Akifumi Yatagarasu - Ultimate Forensic Expert

Kensuke Oishi - Ultimate Caregiver

Hitoshi Kimidori - Ultimate Rancher

Toshiro Haruki - Ultimate Toymaker

Candace Meyers-Oppulence - Ultimate Ballroom Icon

Takeshi Yamamoto - Ultimate Tailor

Juriya Inaba - Ultimate Surgeon

Yosuke Sakurai - Ultimate Priest

Kanna Kawagiri - Ultimate Influencer

Shun Asuga - Ultimate Roller Skater

Masaki Takano - Ultimate Taxidermist

? ? ? ? ? - Ultimate ? ? ?

? ? ? ? ? - Ultimate ? ? ?

? ? ? ? ? - Ultimate ? ? ?

? ? ? ? ? - Ultimate ? ? ?

OTHER - CLASS 80TH

Yuya Tanaguchi - Ultimate Clown

Kano Hanazaki - Ultimate Gamer

Mai Rinzaki - Ultimate Masquerade Ball Dancer

Jeez…if I find the rest of Class 80-A in this room I think I might just drop out.

What the hell is going on with all the detentions? Sure, some of them are understandable like the food fight and being out of uniform; but you'd think they'd be a little more lenient since it's the first day and the First Years second year being back in school after the Tragedy. If they even went back to school, that is.

Well, what can ya do, right?


A/N baron bunny go go