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Beautiful Sinner

Chapter 3: Discussion Previous part: CH-2 Next part: Not here! ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀) Word count: 4,299 Summary: Everyone gathers together to discuss what they've found Author note: Should I remove the "Main paring: Toko x gen!neutral reader" In my posts? It's still a Toko x reader long-fic but Im worried my chapters will be confused for one-shots lol, should I just leave that information on the first prologue??

With a hesitant nod, you let Sayaka pull you to an unoccupied chair beside her on the left. Across from her sat Makoto, his expression brightening at the sight of you, relief washing over his features. It seemed you had given him a bit of a scare as well.

In addition to Sayaka, you found yourself next to Taka…great. “Okay…now that everyone is here, we can start right?” Leon questioned. “Ah, yes! Let’s—”

“WAIT.” Taka interrupted Sayaka, his gaze sweeping across the dining area. “Dammit! What now!?” Mondo snapped, frustration evident in his voice.

“Someone’s not here…” his voice laced with caution. “There’s only fifteen of us here…”

“Um…” Junko murmured, absentmindedly twisting a strand of her pigtail. “Oh right! That silver-haired girl!” She snapped her fingers, her eyes lighting up. “What was her name again…?”

“KYOKO!...She’s not here!” Taka burst out, his tone filled with theatrical despair. “First Y/n kept us waiting for an hour and a half, and now KYOKO?!...Is she going to be late too??...And neither of them bothered to inform anyone! Such an unbecoming personality trat…”

You shot him a frustrated look, disbelief etched across your face. Seriously? You’re literally sitting next to him.

“You’re being a real jackass right now, you know that? Y/n is right beside you!” Junko exclaimed, her voice rising in exasperation.

“Well what do you want me to do?! Punctuality is everything!” he retorted, his voice sharp. “Besides, Y/n has already delayed the meeting by nearly two hours!” His fist tightened as he shouted once more. “So, without further ado, I hereby announce the commencement of the first session of Hope’s Peak Academy briefing meetings!”

You just might hate this guy...just a little bit.

“….Okay…since Makoto is in the dark about all this, let me lay out what’s been going on. Everyone split up to investigate different parts of the building, but…” As she pressed her finger to her lips, a thoughtful expression crossed her face. “Byakuya and Taka each went off on their own, and so did Kyoko. It looks like Leon, Hiro, Junko and Chihiro all grouped up together. The same goes for Hina, Sakura, and Mondo. Celeste, Toko, and Hifumi were left over, so they joined up.”

“And as for me, I teamed up with Y/n to explore our dorms.” Sayaka smiled as she gestured towards you. “Explore your dorms h-huh? I hardly call ditching your classmate and taking a n-nap exploring.” You felt a twitch in your eye as you turned to locate the source of the voice… it was Toko.

“Come on…not you too.” Sayaka whined. “What? You know I’m right.” Toko shot back, her tone sharp.

“I’m…fully aware I held up the meeting. I’m sorry, okay? but can we please continue?” you murmured, trying your best not to raise your voice at Toko. You didn’t exactly have a right to either…cause’ this is your fault and you knew that. But her rubbing it in your face doesn’t make you feel good either.

“Yes, let’s continue the discussion.” Byakuya interjected, adjusting his glasses with a flick of his wrist. “I have no desire to waste any more time with you all than absolutely necessary,” he declared, casting a disdainful glance in your direction.

Toko rolled her eyes as she nibbled on her nail, a faint pink hue dusting her cheeks. “Whatever…”

Byakuya stood with his arms crossed, his expression stoic. “Anywho…I wanted to try and find some clue as to who’s responsible for imprisoning us here…But unfortunately, I made no such discoveries. That’s all from me.”

Taka looks at him in disbelief. “Really? That’s it?”

“If I’d uncovered anything, naturally I would have more to say. But I didn’t. So I don’t.” He responds flatly.

Taka nodded. “R-right, understood…As for me, I spent some time looking around the dormitory, and…!” He spread his arms wide, a gleam of excitement in his eyes. “There I made the discovery of the century! I found that were was exactly one room for each person!”

What? You and Sayaka discovered that first..!

“Uh, actually…me and Sayaka did that first.” you chimed in, watching as Taka’s enthusiasm wavered. “What?! Really?!...So…I haven’t done anything??!” he exclaimed, his voice rising in disbelief.

“Eiter way… I figured that out before anything else…” Aoi said with a casual shrug.

Junko chimed in, her voice laced with curiosity. “Each door already has a nameplate on it, so I guess all the rooms have been assigned already.”

Sakura nodded in agreement, “And each room key was attached to a keychain with the other’s name precision-etched onto it.” She glanced at Junko, who added, “And Chihiro and I found out that all the rooms are totally soundproof.”

Chihiro's voice was soft, almost a whisper. “Your next-door neighbor could scream their lungs out, and you wouldn’t hear a thing…”

“Well, each room also had a private bathroom, which could also lock.” Celeste states a little happily, she seems to be happy about that specifically. “but it looked like there were only locks on the bathrooms in the girls’ dorms.” Junko states.

Locks on the bathrooms? You didn’t get around to actually using the bathroom…so you don’t know if you have a lock or not. You’ll have to make a mental note to check on that.

Mondo crossed his arms, a frown playing on his lips. “Okay, so they got a bunch of rooms ready for us. They’re assuming were gonna be here a while.”

“Well, better to have than have not! At least we don’t have to worry about surviving like wild animals.” Taka confidently assures.

“Th-that cant be all you have to r-report, can it Mr. Honnor s-student?” Toko sassily asks, to which Taka funnily ignores. “That’s all for my report! Let’s move on to whoever’s next!”

Junko twirls her hair as she began to speak again. “Umm…we went all up and down the school, double-checking the windows in all the hallways and classes. We wanted to see if we could get any of those metal plates to come off. And what happened was…”

“Nothing. Not a damn thing! We couldn’t get a single one to budge even a little bit.” Leon ran his fingers through his fiery red hair, frustration evident in his voice.

Well..to be fair Leon, you don’t think he would’ve been able to do much.

“There wasn’t any hope of escape anywhere…The school really has been totally cut off…” Chihiro's voice trembled as she spoke, “This sucks..” Junko whines. “It really sucks! It sucks sucks sucks sucks SUCKS! What the hell are we gonna do!?”

There’s no hope of escape?...you weren’t going to lie, you suspected this would happen. If the police had already known you all were missing and there was an opening somewhere, surely they’d already be here by now but…that’s not the case sadly. You really needed that nap because if you hadn’t took it, you might have panicked badly.

“Goddamn, calm down! You’re starting to make me nervous!” Leon complained, his voice rising in pitch. “Really? No opening at all..?” You groaned. Aoi shakes her head, crossing her arms. “We thought maybe we could find a way to communicate with the outside, so we went looking all over!” She sighs. “But...we didn't find a thing. Sorry...”

“I went back to the main hall, thinking maybe we could do something about that giant hunk of metal.” Mondo said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “But even with Sakura and me both, it wouldn't budge. We hit it with desks and chairs, and nothin'... It was hard as, like...metal.”

You mentally slapped your forehead, and Celeste merely remarked, “Well, yes, it *is* metal...”

“Anyway, if we're gonna get outta here, it's not gonna be through there.” he grumbled.

“I feel like I could just cry... But no, I have to hold it in! I have to manage my hydration...!” Aoi states sadly, but Sakura didn’t seem to appear as upset. “ I shall tell you what happened next... It has nothing to do with communicating with the outside world, but it's still worth worrying about. In both the school and dorm areas, there was a set of stairs leading up to another floor.”

“But there were gates there, and we couldn't find any way to open them, so we couldn't check it out.” Aoi replies.

“In other words, at this point we are only able to search the 1st floor.” Sakura crosses her arms. “We can further assume that there is potentially something above the 2nd floor, as well. And if that's the case, there is at least a chance it may lead to a way out.”

Celeste casually twirled a lock of her hair, her voice smooth and unbothered. “If I am being honest, I can't quite say we acted as one. Rather, we did *nothing* as one. We spent the entire time in the gym.”

She clasped her hands together, a hint of guilt flickering in her eyes, yet her demeanor remained casual. “Honestly, we are not exactly the types to go running around a school like a gaggle of junior detectives.”

You stare at her in disbelief. Well…yeah, you didn’t do much either with that nap and all but…at least you explored your dorm. That’s something right? It’s progress.

Junko’s voice cut through the air, laced with irritation. “What the hell were you thinking, just sitting around the gym the whole time?” Toko shot a glare at Junko, her frustration bubbling over. “W-Well it's not like any of you i-invited me along! Nobody said hey, c-come with us! I blame y-you for leaving me out! I-It's your fault!”

“If you wanted to go with someone, you should've just said something! Hell, I even tried to pair you with Y/n!” Junko shot back, her temper flaring. “Hmph. F-Forget it. Like I'd w-want to go anywhere with them.”

You turned to Toko, confusion etched on your face. “What’s wrong with me?!” you asked, narrowing your eyes at her. She merely averted her gaze, muttering under her breath. What a strange girl.

“Ah…well…so that’s what they have to say, huh? Hm…what else…oh, right!” Sayaka clapped her hands together, “aside from exploring the dorms of course, I went and had a look around the dining hall… I found a fridge in the back of the kitchen, and it was overflowing with all kinds of stuff.” She beamed. “I guess we don't have to worry about food at least.”

“What? When did you do that?” you asked, curiosity piqued.

“Well..after I couldn’t find you after looking around my own dorm I went somewhere else!” She replies.

You nod, “Right…yeah.”

“Sure, we have food for now. But even with all that, there are sixteen of us. How long can the food last...?” Hifumi said, his voice heavy with concern. “Y-You can just eat sesame s-seeds or something...” Toko shot back sarcastically, earning a bewildered look from Hifumi. “Huh? What am I, a parakeet?”

“I don't think we have to worry about it. All the food gets restocked automatically each day.” Sayaka reassured them. “At least, that's what Monokuma said...”

“You saw him!?” Junko exclaimed, her eyes wide. “Yeah, he came out of nowhere while I was checking the fridge, told me that, then disappeared again. He was so fast, I can't believe someone could have been moving him around with a remote control...”

“I can back up Sayaka on that. After I checked my dorm, Monokuma popped up right behind me!” You say as you remember him almost giving you a mini heart attack. you recalled, the memory still sending a shiver down your spine. “And after he finished… um, ‘scolding’ me, he just vanished.”

“He did?” Sayaka looked at you, surprise etched on her face. “Yeah… he didn’t hurt me or anything, but it was still unsettling.”

Toko scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Y-yeah… a teddy bear… very terrifying…” You shot her a glare. “Hey!” you retorted. “You’ve seen what he can do! He almost blew up Mondo earlier! Don’t give me that look!”

Toko finished a little in shock, which didn’t seem to faze you too much, but both Sayaka and Makoto, seated beside you, visibly recoiled. “Hey, Y/n, just take a breath, okay?” He says, attempting to ease your tension. “Yeah..try not to let her get to you..besides..we need to focus, yeah?” Sayaka added gently.

You nodded, your silence speaking volumes. “Yeah, sorry about that,” you murmured, feeling a bit sheepish.

Where’d that come from?...sheesh. Maybe it’s just the stress building up..this will pass over.

Chihiro trembled slightly. “..wow…a weaponized toy that can just appear from nowhere... I can't tell if we're supposed to be afraid or not.”

“But was everything okay? He didn't try to like, eat you or anything?” Aoi asked, her concern evident. “E-Eat her...?” Hifumi echoed, his face contorting grossly. “Um, what do you mean by that? I mean, when you say "eat," what kind of eating are we talking about?”

Aoi shot him a glare. “C-Come on, man!”

“Gross creep…” you muttered under your breath, casting a disdainful look at Hifumi.

“What the hell, fatty!? You're acting like some kind of sleazy drunk dude.” Leon snapped. “Not like there's a good kind of drunk dude...” Yasuhiro chimed in, resting his chin on his hand, deep in thought.

Junko, clearly exasperated, tugged at her pigtails. “Hey! Stop screwing around, all of you! Are you still asleep or something? We're prisoners here! We could all just die any second!”

“She's right. We can't be makin' stupid jokes right now. We gotta do something, or--!”

“You're all spending an awful lot of time yelling and carrying on.”

Mondo started, but his words were abruptly cut off by a familiar voice. Everyone turned their heads to see her—Kyoko. “Do you really think you can afford to do so? Have none of you accepted the reality of the situation?” She says as she folds her arms.

Taka's finger jabs toward her with urgency. “Kyoko! Where the heck have you been!? We already started the meeting without you!” Silence envelops her as she places a folded piece of paper on the table. It looked like..a map of the school!

“Huh? What’s this…?” Makoto inquires, his brow furrowing. “It looks like a map.” You chime in, prompting a subtle nod from Kyoko.

“Wh-What the...? Where did you find this?” Taka's voice rises with intrigue. Kyoko merely runs a hand through her 749silvery locks. “It doesn't matter where I found it.”

“It DOES matter! You're really freaking us out right now!” Taka retorted, frustration evident in his tone.

“Never mind that. What's it mean?” Junko interjects, cutting through Taka’s mounting anxiety.

“Just look at it. The building we're in right now is laid out in precisely the same way as Hope's Peak Academy.” Kyoko mused, her fingers tapping thoughtfully against her chin. “So what you're saying is...this really is Hope's Peak Academy?” Makoto questioned, his brow furrowing in disbelief.

“Well, in terms of its construction, yes. But it looks like it's had a number of strange...renovations done to it.” she replied with an air of calmness.

“Renovations...?” you echoed, a hint of confusion lacing your voice. “ I don't know all the details yet. All I found was details about the 1st floor.” Kyoko stated matter-of-factly. “But then...this really is Hope's Peak. We didn't get kidnapped and taken to some other place...” Chihiro worriedly says.

“So stupid it's not even possible. *This* is where the country's future elite are supposed to come and learn?” Mondo scoffed. Aoi then chimed in, “But if this really is Hope's Peak, where are all the other students?”

Good question actually..where the hell were the other students here? It couldn’t just be us.

“Hey, come on, guys. Let's just stop talking about all this...you know, negative stuff...” Yasuhiro complained, his voice tinged with unease. “But aren't you worried? Things don't look good...” Makoto countered.

“Worried? What's there to be worried about? I mean, this was all planned out, right? The people in charge of Hope's Peak put this all together, right? Yasuhiro replied, trying to maintain a hopeful outlook. “Man, if I got stressed every time something like this happened, I'd have ectoplasm shooting out my mouth! Good things come to those who wait, right? So we just gotta chill and everything'll work itself out!”

Celeste let out a soft, melodic laugh, covering her mouth with her perfectly manicured hand. “Hahaha!” Toko, however, narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “Wh-Why are you laughing? What's so funny!?”

Celeste clasped her hands together, a playful smile gracing her lips. “I am just happy, that is all. It seems splitting up to investigate was a good idea, after all.” Toko shot back, her voice laced with frustration. “Haven't you b-been listening!? Looking around was a t-total waste of t-time! We d-didn't find a way out, didn't f-find who's behind this. We still have no idea what's g-going on!”

“Huh? Is it not crystal clear to you what is going on?” Celeste tilted her head, her bright red eyes glimmering with a calm intensity. “It is perfectly obvious that we have been imprisoned in some secret location, with no way out.”

Her words hung in the air, heavy and undeniable.

Silence enveloped the group; no one dared to argue. The truth was too painful to confront, yet it loomed over them like a dark cloud. There was no way out.

Unless….

“You didn't h-have to go and s-say that. I w-was trying not to th-think about it... N-No way out... We're t-trapped in here. What are w-we supposed to d-do...?” Toko’s voice trembled as she tugged anxiously at her long braids.

Byakuya leaned back, a smirk playing on his lips as he crossed his arms. “It's very simple. If you want to leave, you just have to kill—"

“Don't even joke about that!” Junko interjected sharply. “ Everyone just calm down, please! We need to stop and think about what to do from here.” Sayaka’s voice was soothing, attempting to ease the tension.

“There's gotta be *something* we can do...” Leon complained, his frustration palpable.

“All we can do is adapt. Adapt to living out lives here from now on.” Celeste replied, her demeanor unnervingly serene.

“What..? Live here..? Are you saying we should just accept it?” you questioned, uncertainty creeping into your voice. Celeste’s calmness was unsettling. “How are you so calm..?!” You ask curiously.

She chuckled softly at your bewildermen. “ A lack of adaptability...is a lack of survivability. Survival is not based on who is the strongest or the smartest. It comes down to who can adapt.” Her red eyes locked onto yours, unwavering. “If I am not mistaken, all of our rooms are adjusted to fit our talents, yes?”

You give a slight nod in agreement with her words. “So we should have everything we need. Especially with the food…Monokuma doesn’t seem to have any interest in killing us himself. He provides us with what we need, the only thing we must worry about is each other…that is, if anyone is planning a murder.”

“Y-yeah..I guess..” you murmur, unease settling in your stomach. What she said was undeniably accurate, but the thought of someone in this very room potentially planning to take a life—Sayaka’s, Makoto’s, or even your own—was unsettling.

“Another thing..may I make a suggestion?”

“Huh? What do you mean?” Mondo inquires, his brow furrowing in curiosity.

“We all understand that we are trapped here. Which means we will be spending the night. However... You all remember the rule regarding nighttime, right?

The second and third rules flash through your mind like a warning sign.

2) “Nighttime” is from 10 p.m. to 7 a.m. Some areas are off-limits at night, so place exercise caution. 3) Sleeping anywhere other than the dormitory will be seen as sleeping in class and punished accordingly.

“So regarding this "nighttime," I think we need to add a rule of out own.” Celeste declares, her voice steady.

“What do you mean?” Makoto asks.

“Going out at nighttime should be prohibited altogether. The school regulations do not actually tell us not to go out at night. I would like to make it official.”

“B-But why...?” Toko's voice trembled as she spoke. “The way things are now, every time night comes we will all start to get worried and anxious. We will be afraid someone might try and come kill us.” Her tone was flat, yet the truth behind it was undeniable.

“What!?” Sayaka gasped, her eyes wide with disbelief.

“If we have to worry about that night after night for who knows how long, it will wear us down in no time.” The gothic lolita continued, her gaze distant.

Sakura folded her arms, contemplating the situation. “So you're suggesting we limit our activity at night as a kind of preventative measure.” Celeste nodded in agreement. “However, unlike the other rules, nobody can be forced to comply. We all have to agree to follow it.”

“I see what you mean. But...I think I can agree to that. It's just like the little goth lolita said. Without something like that, we're just gonna self-destruct.” Junko added, her voice shaky.

Suddenly, Taka sprang to his feet, his voice booming. “On behalf of all the men here, I agree to comply!” Leon shot him a bewildered look, concern etched on his face. “Hey, you can't just decide to speak for us!”

“So everyone is in agreement?” Celeste inquired, and when silence met her question, she took it as a confirmation. “Good. Then, if you will excuse me...”

“Huh? Wait, where are you going?” Chihiro asks curiously.

“It is almost nighttime. I want to take a shower before it arrives.” She clapped her hands together, a gesture of finality. “So...goodbye.” With an air of grace, Celeste exited the dining hall, her demeanor so composed it was almost unsettling.

“S-So I guess it's pretty obvious where we go from here. We'll be spending the night, it looks like.” Hifumi said, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Adaptability...” Sakura echoed thoughtfully.

“ So, Mr. Chairman...what next? One person already left.” she quipped, her tone dripping with sarcasm. Taka, flustered, fumbled for words. “U-Umm... Well then, what say we call an end to today's meeting!?” He clenched his fist tightly, determination flickering in his eyes. “Like she said, it's almost nighttime anyway. We can reconvene first thing tomorrow morning!”

“Do we really have to stay the night here...?” Chihiro’s voice trembled with concern.

“We don't have a choice. We can't go for long without getting some sleep.” Junko shrugged, her expression nonchalant. “So we have to just give up...” Mondo let out a resigned sigh.

“That's all f-fine and good for t-today, but what to we d-do tomorrow?” Toko interjected, her brow furrowed in worry.

“ Our only option is to split up and look around again, and let everyone know if we find anything.” Sakura spoke up, her voice steady. Aoi nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah, okay. Let's do that...!”

“Then we're done for today? Good, I'm exhausted... “ Junko sighed, rising from her seat as well, but not before waving you goodbye at least.

Soon, only you, Sayaka, and Makoto remained, the atmosphere heavy with unspoken thoughts.

“Makoto, Y/n…are you both ready to call it a day?” Sayaka asked, her hand resting against her cheek, a hint of sadness in her eyes. Makoto glanced between you and Sayaka, then nodded. “Yeah, let’s go.”

You remained silent, simply nodding in agreement. The three of you made your way toward your dorms, pausing to exchange a few words before parting ways for the night.

“Um... so... see you both in the morning, okay?” Sayaka attempted a smile, but the worry in her eyes was unmistakable. “Goodnight…”

“Goodnight, Sayaka,” you and Makoto replied in unison, watching as she slipped into her dorm, the door closing softly behind her. “So..I guess I should be going to bed too then..that is, if I can.” you added with a light-hearted chuckle, trying to ease the tension, but Makoto seemed oblivious to your attempt. “You’ll fall asleep eventually; it’s pretty quiet around here,” he reassured you.

You let out an awkward laugh, turning toward your own dorm, ready to step inside when Makoto suddenly called your name. “Y/n, hold on a second.” You paused and looked back. “What’s up?”

“Are you okay?” he asked, his brow furrowed with concern. You tilted your head, puzzled. “Yeah? Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I don’t know…earlier when we got here, you were more talkative I guess but…now it seems like your personality did a whole 180. Did something happen when I was uh…asleep?” His worry was evident.

“Wha?—”

Memory of your nightmare flashes in your mind…it was terrorizing. Especially considering the situation you’re in right now, but if you told him he’d probably look at you oddly. Sayaka Maizono..? murdering you in a bathroom? Her of all people? Sounds crazy doesn’t it?

Maybe it’s best to keep this information to yourself.

“Well..no. But who is? We’re stuck here for who knows and the only way to leave is through murder.” you replied, a bit harsher than intended. Truthfully, you were exhausted—not physically, since you had napped, but mentally. An actual good-night rest will do you some good.

“That’s..that makes sense, yeah. Sorry.” Makoto said softly. “Don’t worry about me, okay? I’m fine you big baby.” You playfully nudged his shoulder, causing him to jump in surprise. “Huh?!—”

“Haha..my bad.” you said, rubbing the back of your neck sheepishly. “Alright well..I’ll see you and Sayaka in the morning then?” Makoto offered a small smile, which you returned. “Yeah, definitely. Goodnight, Makoto.”

“Goodnight, Y/n.”

With that, you both slipped into your respective dorms, ready to prepare for a much-needed rest.

What was going to become of you after today?

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angelofdarknessss · 11 months ago

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Beautiful Sinner

Chapter 2: Nightmare

Previous Part: CH-1

Next Part: CH-3

Word Count: 2,679

Main Pairing: Toko Fukawa x Gen!Neutral Reader

Summary: You *just* arrived and you already feel like you're going insane.

Author note: I feel bad for being so late >_< so sorry;; also I lied here is the part but on tumblr ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ for now my fic is active on Ao3 (main), Quotev and here! It's also published on wattpad but I'm not sure If ill update it there too, it is alot of work but I want as many people to read my work as possible sooo I'll try to keep up with it ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ,<)~✩‧₊

!!CW:!! Murder is described in this chapter! Starts when you see the "….. ᶻ's " If you want to read past it keep scrolling until you see another pair of " ….. ᶻ's "

You and Sayaka finally made it to the dorms, but not without you observing the other rooms as you passed through the school. It really had everything, you saw a bathhouse, dressing room, laundry room, dining hall, warehouse, and you’re sure there’s more to search later. You’d say its heaven but considering the situation you’re in now…it’s the opposite.

“Ah! Here we are!” Sayaka says happily. You two stood in the hallway between 12 rooms, the others located further down. “Wow, this school wasn’t lying when they said we’d be set for life. There’s a lot of useful stuff here…except for a hair salon. Would’ve loved a room to do my hair with all my materials.” You say with an annoyed sigh.

She giggles. “Aw, don’t be like that y/n! I see you already have some of them, right?” She gestures towards your waist apron with a few basic hair tools. “Well, yes..but that’s not enough to do my or anyone else’s hair!” You whined.

“I’m sure there’s a room with the things you need around here somewhere, after all this school is massive!” She smiles while staring at your hair. “I can tell you take good care of your hair..it’s so pretty.”

You could feel your face burn in embarrassment. Sure, you’ve received compliments about your hair many times but coming from Sayaka, an idol, it made you feel different. Especially since she was so gorgeous. “Oh!..thank you! I appreciate it.”

“Of course!” Her eyes then travel back to the dorms, searching for hers. “Hmm…oh! There’s mine!” She points towards the door on her right, you also took notice of the rooms beside hers. Those being Chihiros and coincidently, Makoto’s.

You stare at it, thinking about Makoto. Is he okay? Is he still asleep? Did something happen to him again? Those thoughts clouded your mind until Sayaka spoke up again. “Worried about Makoto still?” She tilts her head. “Don’t worry y/n, we can check up on him later. For now, should probably let him rest..” She voiced.

“Yeah..yeah you’re right. He must be unconscious still, I guess it’s best to wait until he wakes up.” Speaking of resting…you could really use a good nap right now. Where was your dorm?

You look around for your dorm and eventually spot it in-between Junko and Celeste’s dorm. Resting next to Junko doesn’t seem to bad, as for Celeste…you weren’t sure. You’ve only spoken to her once, maybe you’ll get to know her better later.

“Found my dorm.” You point towards the door with a little pixel you on it. It was kind of cute..you guess. “Perfect!” Sayaka holds her hands together. “Let’s check out our rooms, then we can meet back out here!...if that’s okay with you of course!” She says.

You nod in response. “That’s perfect. I’ll see you in a little bit then.” With that, she nods and heads straight into her dorm and you go into yours. As soon as you stepped inside and closed the door behind you, you realized it’s not like your typical dorm room.

It had…everything useful for a hair stylist!

There were three shampoo systems, three hood dryers, two salon chairs, a shelf filled with multiple hair products, scarfs, shower caps, blow dryers, combs, brushes, hair straighteners and curlers, and so much more..! This school even hooked you up with beautiful bonnets! With these tools you can do everybody’s hair in here…well, not for free.

And…of course there was your bed and bathroom you guess..that’s good too. But the tools is what you cared about the most. Not only did Monokuma hook you up with good hair products, but also some good personal ones too. On the nightstand beside your bed a bottle of shea butter lotion, dove deodorant including the soap, Olay bodywashes and a few perfume options to choose from.

Damn…you really shouldn’t be praising the bastard who put you in this mess but he really knew what specific items you used. It was a little creepy, but nonetheless you appreciate that you won’t be walking around the school looking AND smelling a mess.

“Phuhu~ You like it, stylist?”

“AHH!” You screamed while stumbling backwards, landing on your backside. “Y..you!!”

“Indeed! I am Monokuma!” He giggles into his paws at your reaction. “Didn’t mean to scare you buddy. Anyways…again, do you like your dorm, stylist?” He asks again. “uh…yes..?” You respond, your voice filled with uncertainty.

“You better!” He waddles over to you with his paw pointing at you. “All of these hair products, machines, and personal hygiene were expensive!” He angrily says. “I didn’t know you hair stylists were so high maintenance! I mean granted I have more than enough to buy them all but still! I better see you use every single one of these items, stylist!” He scolds you as if you were his child.

“What the..?!” You get up, now towering over the small Monokuma. “Did you just come to my dorm to yell at me? Get out now!” You yell at him, meanwhile he keeps that same angry expression. “Nuh-uh, you don’t have the power to send me off, kid! And besides…I came to give you this.”

He reaches into his non-existent pocket and hands you what looks like a room key, specifically a key to your dorm. “Your room was the last one I had to prepare, and I realized I forgotten to leave your key inside it.” You take it from him cautiously and slowly, as if he’s going to suddenly bite your hand.

Monokuma giggled at that. “Aw..scared a lil ole me?” He laughs out loud, showing off his sharp teeth. “You should bee~” You huffed in irritation and proceeded to point towards your door. “Just get out already!”

“Fine! Ungrateful brat..” He mummers before disappearing. You were alone again.

You let out a sigh of relief then sat onto your neatly done bed. Before you laid your body down on the soft blanket, your eyes caught a glimpse of a shiny coin on your nightstand. You picked up the coin and examined it…it was…a Monokuma coin?...a monocoin? You scoffed. How ridiculous….. yet, you slipped it into your waist apron. Might be handy later.

“This is so…..ughhh!” You frustratingly screamed, face palming yourself and then laying your back against the soft sheets. What were you going to do? You were trapped with 16 other strangers alongside a psychopathic bear and you could die at any minute! Why…why you of all people? Why did this have to happen to you specifically?

This was bullshit.

You need to take a nap for awhile..maybe for 30 minutes or so. Sayaka won’t mind, right? She knows where you are afterall..hell, she’s probably still looking around in her room. You slowly closed your eyes.

A little…rest…won’t hurt….

Yeah….yeah..you’ll see her in 30 minutes. After a few minutes of pure silence, you drifted off to sleep.

Unfortunately missing the few gentle knocks at your door.

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“Y/n…..” A gentle voice whispered your name, their hand brushing against your cheek like a warm breeze. Exhaustion enveloped you, as if every ounce of energy was being siphoned from your very essence. You found yourself unable to stir, your body feeling heavy and frail.

Your eyes fluttered open, taking in your surroundings. You found yourself in a bathroom, sitting on the floor with your back against the wall, your left arm stained with blood and a fresh stab wound that continued to bleed profusely. As you shifted your gaze downward, you noticed that your right calf was also injured, bearing a matching wound that was equally oozing blood.

Yet, everything felt numb. All you could focus on was the person in front of you clutching a bloodied kitchen knife—Sayaka Maizono. But, she didn’t strike you as someone capable of causing harm, much less taking a life. So… why?

“I’m…I’m sorry!” she cried, her voice trembling as her clearly broken nose leaked blood. “I didn’t want to…to do this..not to you.” Tears streamed down her face, splattering onto your blood-stained shirt. She looked so traumatized, like she hadn’t mean to hurt you in the first place. “It wasn’t..*sniff*..supposed to be you..!”

How did it end up like this?… ‘Sayaka… why?’ was the question you longed to voice, yet all that escaped your lips were only anguished murmurs.

She suddenly clung to you tightly, the knife still firmly in her grasp, tears streaming down her face as she buried her face in your neck. “I’m so sorry…b-but I have to do this…please forgive me!” In one quick movement, she pulled the hand holding the blade away and drove it deep into your abdomen. Your eyes grew wide with shock; a scream threatened to escape your lips, but no sound came.

You could only remain frozen in fear, helplessly observing as your blood seeped through your garments and trickled down your legs. She pulled the knife away, her gaze locking onto yours, realizing you were still alive. “No no no…I’m sorry I’m sorry, I’ll make try to make it quicker…” She cries as she gripped the knife in her hand in guilt. It seemed so cruel to allow you to bleed out slowly, so… she directed her blade towards your neck and drove it in. But instead of taking it out, she let you choke on your own blood.

…This option didn’t seem much better, but you did feel the life being drained from you quicker. You watched her intently as she rose from the floor, her hands stained with blood as she tried to wipe away her tears. The crimson streaks marred her face, and some of it splattered onto her shirt and skirt. The bathroom floor was a gruesome sight, soaked in blood that continued to flow from your fresh abdominal wound, and now with the injury on your neck, your clothes were becoming increasingly tainted.

You made one last desperate attempt to cry out, to call for help, but deep down, you understood there was no hope. The only thing that escaped your quivering lips was blood. Sayaka looked at you, her eyes filled with remorse for a fleeting moment before she stepped out of the bathroom, shutting the door softly behind her, but not before flicking off the light, plunging you into complete darkness.

She left you all alone in the dark to die…how cruel. You thought she was your friend…why..why did it have to be you?

With one final breath, you felt your soul leaving your body finally. Sayaka Maizono murdered you.

If you were still able to talk, what would you ask? Was it worth it?...Would she do it to another classmate if not you?..Did she intend to kill you the moment she saw you?..How would Makoto feel?

Questions that you’ll never get an answer for. Because you no longer existed.

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“…ugh!!” You shot up from sleep, drenched in sweat and your heart racing wildly in your chest. You propped yourself up, your fingers brushing against your neck and stomach. That dream, or rather, that nightmare, felt incredibly real. Yet, here you were, awake and safe. What on earth was that nightmare about? Why did Sayaka kill you? And why—?

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“Okay..okay! Stop! I’m coming…” you grumble, feeling a bit irritated as you push yourself off the bed and shuffle toward the door. With a yawn slipping out, you swing the door open. “..Taka?” You murmur. “AH..Y/N!..So THIS is where you’ve been hiding all this time!” He exclaims. “You really worried everyone, you know!...especially Makoto…” he adds, his voice dropping for the last part. “We were all convinced something terrible had happened to you!”

Makoto was worried about you..? wait…He’s awake?? “Wait what—? Makoto is awake?” you exclaim, a blend of shock and relief washing over you.. “Yes, he’s fine… but seriously, why did you think it was okay to nap for an hour and a half without telling anyone?!” he reprimands, prompting you to shoot him an irritated look. “Come on, cut me some slack! I didn’t plan on sleeping that long; I just meant to take a quick nap, but… well, it turned out to be a bit longer than I expected.”

“Clearly!” He states. “Now…please head to the dining hall with me, we’re holding a meeting, and we cannot start without you.”

"Uhm.. I appreciate the offer, but I can make it to the dining hall on my own. I’ll see you there." Just as you were about to shut the door, Taka wedged his foot between the door and the frame. "I really must insist." You give him a long look and let out a resigned sigh. "….fine, just let me freshen up first."

Once you had tidied your hair and brushed off your clothes, you made your way to the dining hall with Taka, feeling a bit reluctant. As you strolled toward the hall, a thought struck you—you had carelessly thrown your waist apron somewhere in the room. You considered turning back to grab it, feeling somewhat exposed without it, but then decided you could always pick it up later

At this moment, you really had to get up to speed with your classmates…who had been busy digging for information while you were asleep…this may end badly for you. They likely put in a ton of effort while you were relaxing in your room…or rather, you wouldn’t exactly call it ‘relaxing’ given the nightmare, but still…

Anywho, you two finally made it to the dining hall and were immediately greeted with everyone eyes on you two, more so you. Everyone sat at the same table except for Toko and Byakuya, who sat at a different, smaller table. Toko wasn’t sitting with him but was standing near him.

And..wait..Kyoko wasn’t there. Strange.

“Y/n! There you are!” Sayaka exclaims, her face lighting up with relief as she jumps up from her chair and rushes over to you, wrapping you in a warm hug with her head against your shoulder. “I..I thought something had happened to you..I tried to ring your door bell but you didn’t answer.” Her voice trails off, and she glances away, a hint of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. “So I assumed you had left your room..”

Your breath caught in your throat as she unexpectedly wrapped her arms around you. Every time you laid eyes on her, the haunting nightmare replayed in your mind. A part of you wanted to keep your distance, yet another part ached with sympathy for her; after all, it wasn’t her doing that you had such a terrifying dream. You reassured yourself that it was just the overwhelming stress of the situation, she’s harmless..is what you tell yourself.

"Y/n?" She lifts her head from your shoulder, calling your name softly. “Ah, sorry to scare you Sayaka, I was just sleeping.” you reply, feeling a bit embarrassed as you rub the back of your head. You give her a gentle pat on the back, which brings a warm smile to her face. "No worries! I’m just happy to see you’re okay. By the way, Makoto woke up a little while ago!" She points to him at the table, where he offers you a friendly smile and a wave.

“And guess what? I found out we used to go to the same middle school!” She happily chirps, her face lighting up. “How funny is that? What middle school did you go to? Maybe we have—"

“Sayaka…Y/n!” Taka clears his throat with a loud cough. “Let’s put a pin in this conversation for now; please take a seat!”

Sayaka's shoulders droop a bit as a rosy hue spreads across her cheeks, but she manages a nod. "Alright... um... Y/n?" Releasing her grip on you, she takes your hand gently. "You’ll sit next to me, right?"

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