AN: My first fic in a long time, I do warn that I have a kind of poetic way of writing sometimes,

Dialogue and 1st and 2nd POV will be in this chapter but there's a more vague introduction to

the premise.

Komaeda was never really meant to fit in even within a group of weirdos, he stood out like a sore thumb. Or, in his case, like a puff of white clouds against angry crimson ones, against the dark blue sky. Komaeda of course, tries not too dwell at it too long though, afterall, in his mind's eye, what he sees is perfectly fine, he doesn't know the he is the cloud that stands out in all the brewing chaos.

He doesn't even question the red clouds or the lack of the sun and the moon, maybe he doesn't know any better. It would only take the eyes of a stranger to assess all the damage needed to be tended to in Komaeda's world, too bad there was never anyone around him.

The day was a pretty windy one, which wasn't uncommon for this time of the year, it was nearly Christmas, the perfect time to go to the beach, Nagito thought as he stared out the window. If he closed his eyes he could almost feel it, the sound of crashing waves, seagulls making theirs bird sounds calling out one another, others just for the heck of it.

He could smell the sand, there was always a mixture between the earthy smell and salty smell when it was windy like on a day like this, it was pleasant, though something felt…unsettling, an odd feeling brewed in his gut now that his line of thought lead him to think of the yellow plane against blue.

A subtle iron smell started to fill his senses at the back of his mind, was he forgetting something that happened to him long ago? Suddenly he doesn't remember how to breath, let alone wake up. He feels sick, he always feels sick but this, this was overwhelming him and he had to get out of this memory, he's running away now, from the beach, which picked up it's wind, the clouds have now formed into deep, heavy blobs of red water- oh, is that blood in the sky? Was that where the smell of iron was coming from, b-but clouds are so far away.

He doesn't dare look down, he doesn't wanna see what his mind is showing him, was it a memory? Or just a regular shmegular nightmare, these days, Nagito doesn't know, he's tired and doesn't want to trust his mind only to be betrayed by it.

So he trusts his body, his lungs, he forces air into himself, it's supposed to be something like drinking? Or at least like drinking water into your lungs by accident when you're drowning- don't think about the ocean." The unwanted image finally strats to fade from his mind and, he realises how much his body had been shaking.

FInally, he opens his eyes again and is met by a blinding light since he opened his eyes too suddenly, he probably didn't even sleep well in who knows how long, yeah, this is exacerbating his situation. And so, he oh so brilliantly thinks to himself, that he should just let his head rest for a while, just for a little while.

Akane's POV Akane was just busy drawing some battle techniques, totally not giving a fuck about what the class had to offer, but then something was starting to nag at her, she couldn't figure out what it was, then her stomach started growling and she knew exactly what it was, she was huuuungry- a subtle 'thump' interrupted Akane from her very important line of thought, she saw that his head hit his desk pretty hard, geez that must've hurt, her including, the coach and Kuzuryu sit at the back, ironically never paying attention but always getting the best grades, except when it came to Art, that's why Akane was practicing her drawing skills on what she knew the most, fighting. She thought that the white haired guy was dying from hunger just like she was, It had been a whole year since they stated high school together and where all at least 17, so they could hang out a lot, yet she didn't really know the guy despite that. Shit that white haired guy, what was his name? Naruto? Nanimo?

He slowly raised his head from his desk and was now cusping his mouth with his hand. either he must be hungry too (or really sick), and Akane wanted to ask but that could wait. "Yukizome Sensei! when are we gonna eat? I'm so hungry I could eat a 100 cows" she exclaimed while standing up. "A-KA-NE San! Please sit down, you're disturbing the class, you must behave, we have people from the reserve course visiting today!"

Nagito's POV: He only wanted to lay his head down slowly but with all the mental stress coming from that nightmare? day mare? His rush of adrenaline, or lack thereof was causing his head to to fall unceremoniously, hard. His nose felt like it had be replaced by pure fire, felt it was getting cold as well, losing heat, losing blood. He clasped his hand against it.

He almost yelped because of the sudden pressure, it was so painful, the irritating sting was driving him mad and he couldn't take it, but then again, at least his luck would be better after right?

He was drawn out of his thoughts as he felt Akane staring at him. He thought that it couldn't be possible, why would anyone stare at trash like hi- He took a glance at her, she was giving him a kind of smug look and something else that he couldn't make out at the moment, maybe because of his increasing headache, lack of sleep, his night/day mares, the hospital visits, and he so didn't want to go to the nurse's office.

"we have people from the reserve course visiting today!" is what finally drew him out of his thoughts, Akane was now standing, at her table next to him, the wind at his window in the back corner of the class was picking up, when did he start zoning out?

"Now please, sit down Akane san, they will be here shortly," then it finally hit Nagito like a truck, reserve course students, here? Normal people who have no Ultimate ability? How could this possibly be happening? It doesn't make sense, what do the pillars of hope possibly have to gain from interacting with people that useless? This has to be a mistake…

His nose is stating to really give trouble, he can feel the wetness of the blood starting to drip onto his hand, it's so uncomfortable, this whole situation is so uncomfortable now. He is starting to get dizzy, he will probably have to go to the nurse's office for sure now, the bleeding. Won't. Stop.

He starts to stand up but he doesn't even make it halfway up until he falls back down, his vision is swimming.

He now wants to call Akane for help, but she didn't even pick up on his distress or anything, not this time, and honestly why would she? Someone like hime probably deserves it anyways, to be ignored. He is about to raise his hand up to call Yukizome sensei but then he notices that she is at the door talking to someone, ushering them in.

Hinata's POV: Hinata was feeling a healthy amount of nervous excitement when he was walking inside the room, he genuinely was wondering if it was some kind of dream that he would be able to get into the main course for three days since he was the best student in his class and also that he was agreeing to participate in an experiment to give him an Ultimate! Finally! He couldn't believe his luck.

Speaking of luck though, he was really fascinated by the different types of Ultimates, especially his own peers, his main course counterparts though some of them would never think of them as being equals. Despite them being the same age none the less, they were never hanging out with each other, not that Hinata knew, he was always studying at home anyways. He would often dream of being able to study with some of them. He really wanted to study with them, hang out with them, and get to know them and their abilities, maybe then, he would be able to figure out what he wanted his ability to be.

Afterall, that was the point of this impromptu exchange program. The teacher walked in with Hinata and the class was filled with mixed emotions, Ibuki was surprisingly wary, "Hey, I know i'm not good at maths or anything but when you said Students, didn't you multiple mrs Yukizome?" Hinata was now sweating a bit, wondering if he was somehow standing out even more now. But Yukizome sensei responded, "The board of teachers thought that Hinata was more than enough for the program so he will be joining this class temporally, alone" Hinata sighed, so there wasn't anything wrong then, then she turned to face his, "I do apologise I forgot that you were the special case," she said with a smile, this rose some eyebrows, Hinata felt eyes on him and he wanted to shrink into himself, instead he just nodded.

"Now then you should introduce yourself, actually we should all introduce ourselves, one by one starting from the front to the the back" said the teacher cheerfully, this was met with some grunts, "How can anyone be this cheerful in the morning," a pink haired guy with shark teeth said, wonder if he's the ultimate fisherman or something.

Then the teacher put her hand on her chest, hello again class, I'm re-presenting myself as the homeroom and English teacher of class 1C, Mrs Yukizome Chisa," then she gesture to me, I realised there was a palpable silence after she had spoken so loudly "um, uh" no way I forgot my name right?, Hinata steady yourself, "My name is Hinata Hajime," then there's a pause, and then it hits him, right usually this is the part where they would say their, ultimates, but he doesn't have one, then… he'll go with this, "you can just call me Hajime, nice to meet you all!" he ended.

He looked to the ground so he wouldn't see their reactions, it would probably be laced with a mix of pity, or curiousness, or even something else, he didn't wanna know, then he thought he should pass the metaphorical baton to the next person, which was, the pink haired guy he saw earlier. "I think it's your turn now" he said simply." "Well you can just call me Souda, i'm the Ultimate Mechanic and Sonia's number one fan!" he said confidently, the girl in question, seemed a tad confused as to the concept of being someone's "fan," but she didn't question it, and stood up as the pink haired boy, named Soda? Or Souda like "that's right in Japanese," Hinata didn't know, It's not like they were writing it anyways.

"My name is Sonia Nevermind! I am the Ultimate Princess and vice class representative of 1C, you are of utmost welcome to our class." She then sat down gracefully. Then they all had their turn and people were getting increasingly hungry. Some were joking, Saionji and Koizume i think, there were really a lot of names to memorise although some I knew of already. Were saying that they would take Akane up on her thought of eating 100 cows.

They must've been cutting into their lunch break to do these introductions, Hinata felt kind of bad but at least wanted to pay attention so it wouldn't go to waste. Then the aforemention Akane stood up, my name is Akane Owari she said with as much enthusiasm as Mrs Yukizome, but with her arms stretched out wide, and clearly with food stuffed in her mouth, she had been eating in class, but Mrs Yukizome seemed too busy to pay attention, Hinata didn't, wasn't going to snitch either.

"We should eat together during lunch," she offered, speaking with her mouth full, which Hinata would've found disgusting but found to be more funny than anything. Then he noticed that there was someone way back, at the window, and saw a glint of red. "Mrs Yukizome I think he needs to go to the nurse's office." The guy with the matted hair, who was holding his red stained hand to his face as if his life depended on it, snapped his head infront as the teacher called his name, then she noticed Akane, and more crucially, her mouth clearly stuffed with food.

"Akane you should head out with Nagito to the nurses, Hinata you can go with them too," Akane though, didn't seem to have any complaints. "The rest of you can go ahead and eat, you have an extended lunch break today since there's a common meeting for the school staff, an important event is coming up in three days, enjoy your meals!" Then she turned to face me once again, "don't worry, i'm sure you'll get along fine with the others." I did hope so, she turned fully and exited through the door. Then I was alone in a room with Ultimates. I thought I was supposed to do something, oh yeah, Akane and Nagito, I wonder what his Ultimate is? The Ultimate bleeder? Maybe not, he heads towards the 2 at the very back of the class.

The guy looks really pale and Akane looks quite worried a stark comparison to her expression earlier. I feel kind of worried myself looking at the pale silverette, Hinata takes a glimpse of the others who sit at the back, Fuyuhiko is talking to a girl, Mikan i think, he needs to focus "we have to take him to the sick room, Akane, help me hold him up," he looks like he needs some vitamins or- "u-u-u-uu-m," the choppy haired girl stammers, startling me into hitting the table, "Ouch!" I hear a small hiss, "o-oh oh no, are y-ou okay?"