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I'm not sure if you're taking attention to the number of days but… I've decided to pace things further. Instead of 2-3 chapters on one day, it's now on 1-2 chapters.

Why? Because according to canon, they've stayed in the academy for two to three weeks. So why not? The good part you can get is that most of the development will be compiled in one to two of those sections.


A past that can kill so much, it is all hidden within us.

The moment you open your mouth to tell someone about it.

I think it can soothe the nerve because they know they can care for you.

Because they're real friends and not backstabbers like some.

People hope or rather wish everyone can be the same.

But when pressure points are targeted, it can lead to criticality.


Hope's Peak Academy: First Floor

- Shiki's Room

- Monday

- 7:07 a.m.


I'm currently closing my eyes, feeling and floating at nothingness. There's no point in opening my eyes anyway.

Have I gone a little too far on the drinking? And I thought that coming out honestly was going to help in any way to soothe this mess. If I can still recall, a little or should I say over-headed drinking session was on board with Oowada, Fujisaki and Junko whom which wanted to do so to forget the tragic events. Like a clean slate or so, they'll start over… and don't flip things over to the wrong landing spots.

I seem to have a problem with this though… out of all the people, Fujisaki, who is shy and easily scarred on serious conversations wanted to have a cup of wine in her mouth. I don't know her age but people who see her will think that she might be taking things too far from her usual routine as the SHSL Programmer. I need to talk to her about this before the motive happens…

Motive?

Holy crap… it's the third day, Monokuma's reign has restarted. He already said that this motive will be deadly... wait, will it? I really need to warn the others who either don't know or ignored the announcement. To take note though, I fell drunk and literally collapsed. It may be fun, well… some of it. Yawn… maybe I just want to be happy. No more of this, just… relax.

It's strange that I can express myself even more when no one is really around, cameras included. It's like talking in a mirror or in an enclosed room with soundproof walls, thinking about the present time, about the people you love, about the future. At the same time, you are saddened that no one will talk to you except those who are assigned to stay there, for their own personal reasons or for governmental plans.

God, my dark past really gets me… whenever I think about it. It just stings me in the brain in what they did to me.

They ruined me, they went too far.

And at a moment, I felt like my body is falling down. Gravity you say, I can't tell. I kept my eyes closed for God knows how long and was scared for the next entitled event.

Huh. Where am I now? I looked around me and this must be a recall of something so familiar. The lights were on, I could feel the cold air from the conditioners but I couldn't find anyone. It's like a ghost town only I'm in a facility. I walked around with no idea on where to go, still no people.

Where is everyone? I called out to see if someone would pop out.

"Hello? Is anyone there? Can anyone hear me?" I shouted very loud at the third hallway I stumbled upon. How sad…

I coughed after I put pressure on my tonsils for the scream and continued with what I did; that is until a certain time I blinked, the entire area was beginning to have a hue of red. And I finally saw people, walking around. I think this might be a hospital because there are doctors and nurses. I shouted to see if they can hear me this time but to no avail. I do have to be reminded that this is all just a fragment of my imagination.

An imagination I did not want.

I investigated the situation and nothing was found awkward, no weird happenstances, just your typical play doctor experience in the real deal. I feel bad about people getting sicknesses and diseases for many reasons, whether they are good are not. People become worried, some into tears and lastly some into joy. Reminds of the time when one of my cousins almost died from a brain tumor, I'm contented that they got it removed safely. I tried sitting on one of the benches and to remove worry, I was actually able to sit on it. You'd expect that I would fall due to my apparition status.

Moments later, I happen to see several medical workers meet two parents with a baby with blue hair. He is able to walk so I would presume he is in the age of 3 or 4. These people were not happy by the looks of their faces and were impatient as well.

"Doctor, if it is okay that we take this child under your hands?" the mother said.

"May I know the reasons of such?" The doctor asks.

"He's… something different. How do you say this…" she tried to explain but the father cut her off.

"This child seems to know about the next event, I think. Honey, remember that one time of the winning lottery numbers when he was in his crib all day?" I think he's almost getting a loss of words too.

"That's because I know everything!" The kid said.

"…"

"Here is his medical certificate and other documents you might find useful. We… just want a regular kid." The mother gave one of the assisting officers those papers.

"Hmm…" The doctor was thinking on whether to accept this responsibility in a knick of time.

"Please doctor, he's not normal!" Okay, that's going a little too far, Mr. Man.

"Very well then, you may go." The father gave the baby to the other nurse and the two of them respectively brought the infant to one of the treatment rooms in the mental section. The parent shook the hands of the doctor and exited the hospital quickly. Darn parents who abandon their children like that. I hate those kinds of people.

I shed a tear in the end because I realized who this person was. Blue hair and was able forecast the future, that was me, most probably. But to make sure, I snuck into one of the offices where the nurse was in. Since I was ghostly, it wouldn't matter at all anyway. I opened the second drawer which had the documents at the very top, being placed seconds ago. Reading this, I confirmed it.

My parents abandoned me… How could they?

I started crying and crying when I kept seeing this… It may be a nightmare but this one pierces the heart sharply like a spear.

I've been shifted to another room in an instant where I was in my hospital room. Only I was together with psychologists hence the tags on their uniforms. I was standing around surrounded by these people checking up on me for… I really have no idea. Since they can't see me, I took a good look on both the situation and the stuff they had. I went into one of the monitoring rooms and into my disdain, I will assume they took care of me just for experimentation. These documents are not from your usual visits from the doctor, these details only pertain to my tests as a psychic! I also happen to find two blood capsules with my name on it… I know! I was a test subject for psychical foresight. This was all for research.

There you have it… I was abandoned and then researched on… Sooner or later I might be experimented with their respective chemical potions.

"Shiki, wake up!" this must be Maizono's voice. I felt like someone was shaking me, and it was true that the starlet took the action upon so.

I opened my eyes, blurry at first, to see Maizono's face along with everyone else.

"A horrible stench…" Togami commented from far way back. He didn't want to enter into my room.


DAY 9: START


I looked around my room and it was kind of a mess: The table was knocked over, the glass of wine fell and it shattered into pieces, my bed was also disorderly! I angrily stared at Junko and Oowada who was responsible for all this.

"What did the two of you do?" I asked.

"Tsk, we just carried you unto bed but you wouldn't stop moving around. You're one crazed up dude." He said.

"Shiki, I think I might have gone a bit too far on the alcohol, hehe! Sorry." She scratched her head and apologized.

"It's… fine. Everyone leave." Before some of them left, Ishimaru made a disastrous comment on my behavior yesterday.

"Shiki, this demeanor shall not be tolerated…" then he left the room. The only ones who did not leave were Kirigiri, Celes, Fujisaki and Maizono. The same people in the group as it ever was… with the exception of Ludenberg and Sayaka who were new recruits. Junko and Asahina were to notice them.

"Hey, he said leave." Asahina said.

"We should be fine; we ARE his friends after all." Maizono replied back. The swimmer was then offended by those words thinking that she wasn't that friendly to me.

"Remember what you said when you all pointed the blame on him? Think about that." Maizono wanted her to leave because of what she did. She looked at Junko next which needed no words either.

"Yours is self-explanatory." She added and as a result, Junko groaned and left anyway closing the door. Immediately, Maizono and Fujisaki began cleaning the room voluntarily.

"Thanks for your help. I'll explain everything later… Oh my god… I think I'm gonna be sick.." I rushed towards the bathroom to throw but of course I needed to lock the door to avoid their gazes. It seems that I couldn't hear anything from here to the bedroom so this means that the walls here are soundproof along with the exterior. I sat on my bed trying to get myself together… for so many times.

"So how did you guys get into my room? I suppose you didn't break my lock." I said.

"Monokuma let us in. It's already 9:00 and you didn't respond. We were worried…" Kirigiri answered.

"Didn't Junko, Oowada or Fuji…" I stopped to look at Fujisaki for a second and the programmer looked at me too while he was organizing the game pieces of the snakes and ladders board.

"I-I left early… remember? I didn't know what happened after that… I-I'm sorry!" She looked down on herself and hurriedly continued with the cleaning.

"No, they did not spoke a word. I find it peculiar that during our stay at the cafeteria, Ishimaru was the first as obvious to find your absence absolute and those two had no care in opening their mouths." Celes said.

"Speaking of which, why did you let them venture into your only place of safety when they have a grudge with you? Bringing your enemies closer is extremely dangerous." Maizono was sweeping the floor at the time.

"They wanted to forget about what happened that's all." I answered.

"And their only way to forget things is through a drinking session. Shiki, you should know better than to let anyone besides us inside. Anything could happen, no matter what the conditions are." Kirigiri gave me discipline. With her words giving me incentive, I looked at my most important belongings and gladly none of them were stolen. I had a personal thought that maybe they looked into my things and then returned it. Snooping is an offense not to be ignored.

"Friendship and trust can be gained and at the same time... be destroyed. Do not be the mirror that makes you the fool out of true ego." She said.

"Let us remind you this from now on, we are not to associate with the rest of them, ever. We've all come into a mutual agreement of the possibilities of forming an alliance in the latter." Celes made final remarks on Kirigiri's behalf.

"Shiki, let's… not do this with them again… Sigh…" Fujisaki felt like she had responsibility of my fate. I looked at Maizono who seemed to have accepted this deal. I guess I should as well.

I think getting out of here alive with as much as people as possible is an objective that needs adjustments.

From now, it will be: escape the school alive, with friends or alone. It's final.

"Fine, we'll do all of this but I have to make sure you four will be in my priority list." I stood up with a little bit of encouragement, done from the hangover.

And what we hate the most, today is the motive. By coincidence, the speaker in my room turned on.


This is a school announcement.

Please proceed to the gym immediately!

I repeat, please proceed to the gym immediately!


"He's looking at us right now. We should go." I said to which we all left for the motive.

"I'll personally say this, if only the five us are to make it alive, would we go on our separate ways?" Maizono asked which brings up my dubiousness. Would we ever see each other again after all this has come to an unknown end? Would I go back and return to my adopters and forget this all happened?

"We can never be sure about that. We never received the question on whether Monokuma will come for his retribution. If I were to theorize, his taste for murder might not suffice. If we all were to separate, he would take us on one by one similar to the conventional domino effect." Kirigiri said.

"Are you making an implication that… we're still in danger of getting killed even if we escape?" Fujisaki gasped a bit from the realistic but sorrowful words.

"It's a possibility, a dangerous one of that matter." She replied.

"Death will never leave us, there will come a time where it will reap for souls in the withering moments. Take the seppuku tradition of the samurai as an example. Such a ritual suicide states that either they or the puppeteers hold their destiny. In correlation to here, Monokuma and us students hold our destiny to live or die." Celes as she was the first among us to enter the gym.

"Then we will bend that destiny to our favor." I told them as another small piece of encouragement.


Hope's Peak Academy: First Floor

- Gymnasium

- Tuesday

- 9:25 a.m.


With our group as the last ones to arrive, we waited for a few minutes for Monokuma to pop up at the podium. When he did, he wasn't wearing anything unlike the last time we had a motive but he had a couple of papers at his right side.

"Uhh… what's that?" Asahina asks.

"Oh nothing of the sort, this is your motive!" Monokuma answered.

"What's inside those papers?" I asked.

"Why don't you figure it out yourself you bastard!" Watch your tone there. Monokuma huffed down a bit and gained his incentive to talk.

"Anyway… here's a little something for you to kill someone. Do not even bother opening what's not yours or else it's punishment for you!" He threw up in the air, all of them in which they are scattered around the gym. Out of curiosity, each envelope had a name on it. I was trying to look for mine because on the first two envelopes were Fukawa's and Togami's envelopes. Upon finding mine, I decided to look at the other's faces so I can get a good list of suspects. If these reactions are bound to put themselves to despair or anything negative, they are immediately into the list.

"Just so we're in the clear here, before making your decision after succeeding in the class trial without being suspected as the culprit, I'll have to let you get a good look in the outside world. Rules are, there are no rules in that piece of paper you have. These are mildly hints on effectively using up your wish. Don't worry, I will do my best to have your wishes come true. If any of these contradict the situation, it's considered a free wish coupon meaning you can think up for your other desires for all I care." He explained in full detail what today's motive is all about. So I'm guessing that desire is for today, when you graduate here, you can get whatever you want. That's that in a nutshell.

"W-wait… you really mean that?" Fujisaki asks.

"Why did you think I gave you all those precious gifts days back? It was all for convenience. I can't let my students murder if they don't have the energy to do so." He said.

"I-if you put it… that way…" Fukawa was mumbling and shaking at what she read. She wasn't sad though, she was in her fantasies with her white knight. But what about Genocider Syo? What is her wish?

"This better not be a trick…" Why Asahina? Are you trying to murder too? Guess it got you.

"Sigh… your giving yourself away imbecile. I have no need for this." Togami insulted the swimmer while tearing the paper into shreds. Being impatient, I opened my envelope to start reading the note.

"Good morning Shiki, I realized what you've been doing all this time and it's all because I checked the hidden room in the boy's bathroom on the second floor but… I also made thought that it wouldn't matter since you would never know my identity until a certain number of students die. Those students you've read in those documents while you were inside, they have nothing to do with this mutual killing or rather pointless clues to the near future. One part of your methods useless once again! I reign."

"Anyway, now's not the time for that. Here's the deal, if you can commit murder with this motive as your basis, instead of this wish motive, you can substitute it for the lives of one of your friends. Kill two and get two with you and so on and so forth. If you killed yourself back from the first motive about the dolls, there wouldn't be much of a difference. I'm going to stop writing this message now, because I have other people to observe in the time of despair. I wouldn't want to miss the aura!" So this is your plan… I kept my paper in my right pocket and immediately and looked at my groupmates. I cannot tell if they are affected by the motive… except for Fujisaki who's probably thinking if this may either be a trap or a good opportunity for her own personal objectives.

"Any questions students?" Monokuma asks.

"None? Very good, continue with your school activities." Monokuma jumped into the podium of abyss. This wasn't my day, a pileup of twist and turns and now everyone is joining in the dilemma.

I wonder how long we are going to last for this… I was the first to exit the podium this time to let some stress go. I decided to go to the cafeteria not to eat but to just sit down… and look at whatever I can look.


Hope's Peak Academy: First Floor

- Cafeteria

- Tuesday

- 10:01 a.m.


I was sitting down at my chair and was thinking about a few things: Forget about the murdering conditions and the freedom with one or two people reward. What if I was given 3 wishes like your genie in the lamp? We were told to think wisely and make sure that it would last for a lifetime. When it comes to word manipulation, there's quantity, time and quality meaning each of these 3 should correlate and be in par with one another for a wish to be a blessing. For example, I wish for a food catering service of politeness that will serve me whatever I please and whenever I please. Now I don't see anything wrong with this wish because of the careful usage of words. Anyway, what was it I was going to wish for?

I really wish… that I get to meet my parents who abandoned me just to talk to them about what they've done without any anger. This is based on personal needs in memories.

I also wish that I wouldn't be considered a special child of the sort. Ever since middle school, people who knew about my powers started calling me weird and a psycho. I wasn't a psycho or anything near that, just a nice person who helps people and all that. I was a victim of bullying.

Then I received an invitation from Hope's Peak Academy for a talent so rare, they needed to meet me and can help me with improving my skills further. I couldn't say no because this was the school among schools. So I said yes and by doing that, I got myself into the school life of mutual killing.

I'm so bored to do anything nor was I in a mood to converse either… however someone approached me. It was Asahina from the opposing side. What could she ever want with me? She sat down putting her envelope on the table. This is going to be a conversation that could end on both sides.


FREE TIME!

ASAHINA: "Oi.. Shiki."

SHIKI: "Yeah? What?"

ASAHINA: "You don't seem to be in the mood to talk!"

SHIKI: "Seriously? It's been after the motive."

ASAHINA: "So? It hasn't hurt me. It's just some dumb wish offer!"

SHIKI: "Maybe to some but we have wishes we want to reach so badly."

ASAHINA: "Like who?"

SHIKI: "People who have a mission in life. You weren't affected because of your numerous achievements."

SHIKI: "SHSL Swimmer, Asahina Aoi. The legendary swimmer in Japan. I don't know how many medals and trophies you've garnered…"

ASAHINA: "12 medals gold, 5 trophies gold."

SHIKI: "… Ok, thanks for the info. But you've got to understand others you know."

ASAHINA: "I do understand others! It's just that they need to get over it and continue to find a way out!"

SHIKI: "We are in an iron-armored door. There aren't any supplies here that can trigger a detonation around the school."

SHIKI: "Getting information here at the very least is what we can do. Unfortunately, there's nothing to be found."

SHIKI: "Unless you want them to punch the door and bleed out."

ASAHINA: "You're so negative today…"

SHIKI: "Can't you even tell? Look… sorry for the fit. It's just that stuff has come to mind so fast in those previous two days."

SHIKI: "And yes. Classified information and what not, won't tell you."

ASAHINA: "I get that part already."

SHIKI: "…"

ASAHINA: "Look, I'm here because of this paper. This wish motive thing, I might…"

SHIKI: "Might what?"

ASAHINA: "I might get murdered. Easy bait."

SHIKI: "We all have the fear of death, to visit the grim reaper."

SHIKI: "I am afraid too you know, with the situation I got myself into, Togami or Oowada might go for the kill."

ASAHINA: "You think that you're the most likely to die like last time?"

SHIKI: "Putting the situation into your knowledge can match the probabilities."

SHIKI: "I need to defend myself, or lock away into my room with a weapon that won't let them bleed."

SHIKI: "Like a… frying pan or… pepper spray."

ASAHINA: "… I guess that totally works. It's self-defense after all."

SHIKI: "But be warned that by the moment they are left unconscious, pray that they aren't dead. I mean it."

ASAHINA: "Can't you just check their pulse?"

SHIKI: "And suffer a snap on the neck. Good luck with that."

ASAHINA: "Then what are your suggestions?"

SHIKI: "Ok, fine. I'll explain things briefly in the said situation."

SHIKI: "You hit them in the head with a frying pan. What do you do?"

SHIKI: "You can kick them in the crotch and steal all their weapons in pockets, hands, feet etc."

SHIKI: "Be the security guard and play safe. Lock their weapons in a stash and wait for someone to call you."

ASAHINA: "…"

SHIKI: "Wait… you're writing this down?"

ASAHINA: "Can't hurt right?"

SHIKI: "I grabbed her paper and tore it apart."

ASAHINA: "H-hey! What are you doing!?"

SHIKI: "Just… listen okay? You have sharp ears and a long-term memory."

ASAHINA: "Okay okay! Sheesh."

SHIKI: "Now then, you can get an emergency pepper spray kit in one of the cabinets at the kitchen. If you want, you can also get a frying pan as well."

SHIKI: "It's never too wrong to be careful, it's about self-defense anyway."

ASAHINA: "True, true."

ASAHINA: "So umm… I guess I can do that after I get something to eat…"

SHIKI: "Well, go eat then. No one's stopping you…"

ASAHINA: "Of course, I'm going to have donuts again!"

SHIKI: "It seems that I've seen you eat donuts over and over again."

ASAHINA: "So what? It's delicious!"

SHIKI: "You could get diabetes!"

ASAHINA: "Well…"

SHIKI: "Lower your sugar intake for God's sake! Do you want to die this way!?"

ASAHINA: "Hey, I don't overeat!"

SHIKI: "That's not my point. Try to eat less donuts or eat only once a week."

ASAHINA: "That's torture! Donuts are my ultimate favorite! I need to have a consumption of donuts for at least thrice a week!"

SHIKI: "…"

SHIKI: "Are you kidding me? Ugh, who am I… pfft."

SHIKI: "Ok, here's what you can cope up for the rest of your life. Drink water. W-A-T-E-R. This liquid reduces the amount of sugar inside your stomach to prevent higher chances of diabetes."

SHIKI: "If you drink more than you eat, you'll be fine and healthy."

SHIKI: "Don't forget to eat other foods as well to avoid the solo sugar in the stomach issues."

ASAHINA: "I get it. Ok, let's eat!"

SHIKI: "I see her rush to the cafeteria to get a cold box of donuts."

SHIKI: "I think I've gone into one incident where I couldn't stop eating those fruity pops."

SHIKI: "Sigh."

SHIKI: "Asahina's back with those donuts."

SHIKI: "There's strawberry, vanilla, sugar-coat and chocolate."

SHIKI: "…"

SHIKI: "I want sugar-coated donuts. Two."

SHIKI: "So by this time, we were quiet in eating our donuts. So delicious when in cold temperatures."

SHIKI: "I think I should get going but… I'll have to ask her something."

SHIKI: "…"

SHIKI: "Does this really have to happen to me?"

SHIKI: "…"

SHIKI: "Asahina, how would you feel if the only thing you treasure the most… is now gone in your hands?"

ASAHINA: "Mmmprmmgh… what?"

ASAHINA: "Well… I'd cry at first… then ask for someone's shoulder to cry on."

ASAHINA: "Then try to accept the fact that it happened and… you know carry on with life."

SHIKI: "…"

ASAHINA: "I don't know where you got that question from but… knowing you, keep moving forward in an energetic mood."

ASAHINA: "It's like sports. Regardless of any injuries you might suffer, you need to move and push to the goal."

ASAHINA: "That's how I worked up with my medals and trophies."

SHIKI: "…"

SHIKI: "Thanks for that… I have to go."

ASAHINA: "Oh.. okay."

ASAHINA: "…"

ASAHINA: "H-hey! Why are you crying!?"

SHIKI: "…"

ASAHINA: "Hey Shiki! Shiki!"


"Why am I like this? Why can't I get over it?" I was running at the hallways for my room because of my nervous breakdown. It was good that nobody was there… except for Monokuma who's looking at me in his joy.

"I hate my parents! Why did this have to happen to me? What the actual fuck is wrong with them!?" Upon entering my room I screamed in my pillow continuously.

"Is it because they consider psychic powers as abnormal!? The doctors were just only interested in me for research! Shit!"

"I show myself to others that I am strong but the truth be told! It still wasn't enough!"

I heard someone knock on the door. I had to keep my calm and converse with them as normal. I wiped my tears with my blanket and walked to the door to open it. It was Fujisaki who needed my permission for something really important.

"S-Shiki hello. I need to talk to you about something really personal." She said.

"This is it, I'm not going to be weak anymore." Mumbling to herself on what she has to do though I can't seem to follow.

"H-hold on… Shiki! Why are you crying?" She found out by the redness of my face, dammit.

"It's nothing, it's something personal too. I think now would be time to… sigh." I thought to myself.

"That's right, what Asahina said. A shoulder to cry on, someone who will understand and care for you in all aspects." I let her into my room to have her sit on my bed. She took in a few deep breaths to talk.

"I have a secret to tell you… a very dark one. But because we are with the cameras, I'm going to whisper into your ear instead." She scooted near me and requested me to lower my head so she can be ready.

"I'm… not a girl. I'm a boy." Oh so that's….

Wait. You're a… boy? I have something to ask her- I mean, him.

"You have a lot of explaining to do." I whispered back.

"Okay… I'll try to make this quick and short." Fujisaki began softly mumbling the story to me to assure that the camera in my room doesn't record his voice.

"It was the time when I was really young that I developed a masculinity complex because people keep telling me to man up for society. I'll assure you that I work so hard just to reach male societal terms but… it never worked or rather it was never going to work from the moment I thought of it. I was totally discouraged and thus accepting myself as one of the weaklings and exiles of the community. It would also seem that even though my father cared so much, it only made me stronger for a temporary amount of time."

"I was made fun of in my previous school years for I was clinging to stuffed toys, being too soft on girls and for being a coward. I was bullied obviously and they made it as a remembrance to their school lives. I… blamed myself for it because I was a weakling, I was nothing. So I needed to think over what happened over those years and decided on doing the impossible, on something that would work but would result into critical mass of humiliation and regret… I changed into women's clothes."

"It seemed to work so well. Not only my clothes but my hairstyle as well for I researched on what a women should look like in middle school times. I practiced and practiced every bit of it even if it was in totality a danger zone of who I really am supposed to be. Everyone thought I was a girl; I was never bullied but instead… I was attracted because of my personal hobby and career… a programmer, an interest that only a few women would partake in. They only defended me because I was cute and innocent."

"But now that you know the truth, I feel… comfortable now that I removed my shell because you can empathize with anyone, even me. You've made me strong a couple of times, you encouraged me with your compliments, there's more to this that I can thank you for but… I'll end it here. Monokuma might be suspicious that the two of us are… you know… ehehe…" Fujisaki blushed a bit and felt relaxed.

"I admire strong people." I said, and yes I was referring to him too. I would suggest that this is his darkest secret. It would take extreme impediments and risks to tell something like that.

"But now then… it's my turn." I sniffed out a tear and tried not to cry.

"When I was young, for an unapparent chance, I think it was during my infant years, I was able to… see the future ahead of me. I was able to forecast the happenings in the next few minutes or maybe… hours but due to the gained knowledge as a baby, I gave no care to it for I associated this with imagination."

"Years later, I was able to understand these strange premonitions occurring inside my head. Like this one time where my mom was supposed to be at the hospital for falling down the stairs. What triggered it was a rug that was placed along the stairstep and the forward space that the rug was able to stay still on. I well, walked to throw the rug backwards so she wouldn't have to trip. My… mother … thought that I was being a careless hunch. Take application for a lottery numbers for my… father… ugh. I managed to see the upcoming numbers in the television and told him the numbers before the show even started in which I presume it was umm… an hour early."

"Now this is where I hate the moments, three weeks before my birthday, I was given to an adoption center because I was… weird. Knowing things I shouldn't know yet, predicting the future often categorizing it with the abnormal. You know you can ask that why don't they accept you either way as no harm will be done anyways. I wanted to know the answer to that too. I also remembered that these doctors only cared for me because I had a gift no one else had. In addition to giving me the nutrients I need, I was also given tests to further analyze on me. I was never cared for in the heart but only in the brain."

"I was an abandoned lab rat." I started to cry… for the third time. Fujisaki saw this but somehow avoided the tears and just had looks on concern.

"I hate… my parents. I hate those doctors that only used me."

"I was… never…"

"In a good side of the past."

"A dark past."

"All because of this psychic power that brought all to this."

I began to fall on my bed and never stopped crying because I reenacted the thoughts, the feelings and the facts.


DAY 9: PAUSED

SURVIVORS: 12


Author's note: Alright, next up will be one more free-time event. I need to make sure that everyone gets a chance to talk with Shiki (too bad for Hagakure and Hifumi though…) Then it has been planned that the investigation will be after that. I promise.

Speaking of promise, I felt like this was the right time for Fujisaki to reveal his secret because of finding strength. He chose Shiki for the reason that he felt very close with him by the huge bond along with Maizono, Celes and Kirigiri.

I felt like the wish is inspired by the "desire" motive just like how money is inspired by the same thing. Asahina and Sakura and some don't buy the 10 billion yen but they have some… thoughts and concerns when it comes to wishery.

So this was part of Shiki's dark past, more like the baby to young child stages. You haven't heard of the middle school and beyond dark pasts so I'll leave it up to there.

The next section of chapter 3 will not only focus on the reactions of the other students towards the motive but also in regards to Junko's role as an observer as stated in canon.

Shiki's group is beginning to progress into discovering information about their reasons of being here, SHSL Despair operatives, the fate of both Hope's Peak and Winter Cross Academy, Shiki's relationship with the other 15 students in the archives and lastly the relevance of the situation with Shiki's nightmares.

Besides murder and motives, what do you think are some possible major events in the future, I will see if they are close to my planned storyline.

Cheers for the day!