《Prologue》•|What happened|•

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Mokoto:
"We don't know how it happened. We don't know what we did. We just all know...that something was bound to happen. We just didn't see it.......well, I didn't see it."

It was a regular day for Mokoto. His parents were out, his sister went shopping, his dog was asleep, and his house was quiet. He was busy clearing out mail when the phone suddenly started to ring.

"I wonder who could be calling," Mokoto said.

He sat up from his position and walked to the house phone.

"Who is this?" Mokoto answered.

The phone wasn't speaking. It went quiet for the entire call, but the only thing he could hear was breathing, so Mokoto hung up and went back to the couch.

"That was creepy." He'd mumbled.

He continued scoping through the mail until he spotted a black envelope. He stopped stacking the mail and put his attention to the black envelope. It seems like the envelope just, suddenly appear out of nowhere. Makoto walked over to the window and looked around to see if any truck came by, or someone dropped it by. He shrugged and sighed as he walked back to the couch, and pin back his focus on the black envelope.

"Where have I seen this before?" He whispered.

Without hesitation, he stacked the rest of the mail on the side and put all his attention on the black envelope.

"Where have I seen it before?" He repeated.

He examined it, looking at the letter as if it were a puzzle. Then he saw it, he spotted the red plastic rose stamp on the back with a certain signature. He froze.

"It's not real, i-it can't be. Could it be?" Mokoto stuttered panicking.

He pondered. Why would she send a letter to him? He still couldn't crack the code. He was confused.

"Is this another one of her games?" He wondered.

He slowly open the envelope, and it made his jaw drop.

"Is this some type of prank?!" Mokoto shouted.

The letter had magnificent cursive written in white ink. But it was from someone he thought he never hears again, the man who made us crack and made us do things never imaginable. Yes, it was the mastermind himself, Monokuma. Or should I say, Junko Enoshima. But why would she send Mokoto a letter? Speaking of letters, what does it say? Mokoto took out the rest of the sheet of paper, carefully trying not to rip its beautiful black crisp. He grabbed the paper with both of hands, and read the font till its ends:

Hello! If you're reading this, it means that there's an offer that I want to give!~
Hope's Peak High is gaining more students than the ones we've had for the past years. And you, Mokoto Naegi, are my grand student! Have you ever thought of coming back? Well, of course not! Not after what I did.~ fufufufu~ Anyways, we're giving you an open seat at Hope's Peak. I hope that you ponder about this letter and love to come around learning sweet education from your dear old teacher! Call me when you got your answer!~
Fufufufu~~

~Your Headmaster~

Mokoto didn't know how to respond. The letter caught him by surprise. He choked on his words. He was unable to speak. He sat up and walked back and forth, having no idea how to respond to Junko's- Monokuma's message.

"What should I do, what should I say?" He wondered.

He sat back down and continue stacking mail. The more mail he stacked, the more he get sucked into the thought.

"Why now? Why is he suddenly-" he cut off his thoughts.

He threw down the mail on the table and walk into his room. He started taking off his clothes and throwing them onto the bed. He then put on the shirt and pants he had worn on his first day in Hope's Peak. He looked at himself and groaned in disgust.

"Why am I doing this?" He groaned.

He grab his shoes and jacket and immediately started to run out while putting on his shoes. He sprinted to his street and he put on his jacket. He ran out of the neighborhood to the public bus stop and hopped on.

"Something doesn't add up, why would she send me a letter just to come back there?" He resumed his thoughts.

He came to a stop around the west street and ran to Hope's Peak. On his way, his phone started to ring in his pocket. He stopped. He grabbed his phone and completely hung up whoever's just called him. He begins typing in the school's number and begins walking to the school as he waits for the phone to pick up. The phone suddenly picked up.

"Hello, this is Hope's Peak Academy, please state your name and address and tell us if you're transferring school, or you've been in this school for more than a year."

Mokoto was still unsure of what to say, share his information about himself, or hang up. Of course, he wasn't just going to stop there, he put the phone to his ear and answered:

Mokoto Naegi. Year 3. Senior at Hope's Peak Highschool. I was hoping you would register me in the system.

The phone went silent.

"Well?" Mokoto questioned. "Oh, no-no-no. Please, sir, leave now, I beg of y-" "MONOMI?!! What's the meaning of this, are you trying to scare away one of our students?!!" Yelled someone in the background. "Cause your up to no g-" *SLAP* "AIIEEEeeeeEEEee!!" Screamed Monomi. "Now scram, stupid sister!!" Yelled the man. "Hello, hello! It seems that you made it to your destination! You've made it quite far. Now, are you ready to witness the school dream?! Makoto Naegi?" Monokuma exclaimed. "Listen, I'm not here just to play your little game Junko, I'm trying to figure out why I am here? Why did you send me that mail to my address?!" Mokoto claimed.

Mokoto was coming up at the school campus.

"C'mon, can you just forgive your little old teacher? I'm over watching people kill each other. It's just a bore to me. Besides, if this was a game, I'll be already winning." Monokuma taunted. " You little-"

Mokoto words cut off as soon as he stepped on the campus. His vision cut to black. His body felt paralyzed. Without hesitation, Mokoto fell to the ground. Face flatted. He wasn't moving, nor speaking, he was, unconscious.

"Fufufufu~! I guess he wasn't expecting that, heheheheeeee~! Now then, MONOMI! get everyone in the room, stack! I want everything to be perfect when he wakes up!~ Fufufufu~!" Monokuma snickered. "Aww, don't you realize what you're doing is wrong, brother?! It's making me cry." Monomi whined. "Aww, shut it, don't ruin the fun for me if you're just going to whine." Monokuma snarled. "Now then, since everything, and everyone is in place, let the games....

begin.~

fufufufu~~!

1158 words in total~
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Danganronpa V4: ~End of Despair~

Cya later~

----SobaHoes

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