the class trial raged on, everyone sweating with anticipation for the end of the class trial, the reveal of who killed the mysterious masked figure in the white jacket. "by the way," hiro commented "didn't makoto and togami start investigating together at one point?"
"what does that have to do with the class trial??" questioned kyoko.
"i mean, that IS pretty gay, not gonna lie." hiro shrugged.
"oh my GOD. is he seriously THAT idiotic?!" sighed aoi. "first of all, this has nothing to do with the class trial. second of all, so what if they are gay?"
"wha- we are not! is this seriously gonna interrupt our class trial?!" makoto said calmly.
"yes, it will interrupt our class trial, makoto. i don't see a point in resisting." togami hissed.
"this entire discussion is absolutely idiotic. i shall stay out of it." kyoko commented.
"very well. either way, i don't see the importance of your input on this." togami sneered.
-later bc im a lazy fck-
"so, byakuya and makoto are-" hiro began.
"time's up!" obama said.
"w-what?! that can't be it!" makoto shouted.
"well, it is it! now, its voting time!" obama sneered.
"oh man, oh MAN!" hiro gasped. "we didn't even finish the trial!"
"yeah, because YOU interrupted it with your dumb comment!" aoi yelled, pointing at hiro.
they all sigh as they vote for themselves.
"well," obama began, "i dont think that i need to explain to you that all of your votes are WRONG, WRONG, WRONG!!!!"
"well, i guess this is it-" hiro started, before getting promptly dragged off and executed.
one by one, they all witnessed eachother's deaths. the end.
