Nagito's turn!
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"Hello everyone. I know I probably bore you with my every word. And I apologize a great deal for that. I'm not worthy of having you as a captive audience." He looked down at his metal hand. The one the members of Future Foundation had provided to replace Junko's hand.
"Can you believe that an inferior person like me managed to survive to the end? Even though my hope was so very inferior to yours. Maybe that was my luck going sour again. That is a possibility. My luck is just the worst, isn't it?"
His eerily cheerful smile continued, even with his grim words.
"Turns out Chiaki wasn't real. She was also the traitor. But all of you should have listened to Monomi when she told us Future Foundation wasn't the enemy. In fact, they were attempting to preserve hope." He recited the words as if reading them from a notecard.
"Their hope was far stronger than both our hope and Junko Enoshima's despair."
"i still can't think of a single reason that I was chosen to survive over all of you. All of you have such wonderfully unparalleled talent! It goes against everything I always believed about hope and talent!" Nagito paused.
"I do have hope that you guys will wake up. I wonder what all of you will say. I wonder what you'll say to each of us individually. I wonder what all of you will say to me. We'll just have to see, won't we?"
Nagito glanced at the clock. He was half-way through his time. Exactly when he felt it appropriate to leave.
He turned away from the pods and walked out to the door, holding it open for Mikan to enter.
I know his was really short, but Nagito is REALLY hard to write for me for some reason.
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