The Guitarist Of Hope (Pre-Killing Game Danganronpa X Male Reader)

The Beginning of High School

3rd person POV

Y/N was standing in front of the gates of Hope's Peak Academy, a school for the best of the best, a school that "guarantees success"...and he got selected as the "Ultimate Guitarist", though he doesn't exactly know why, since he thought there were people out there WAY better than him at playing the guitar, but he didnt question it.

"Well...I might as well go in-" he thought, guitar case being carried on his back, until he was interrupted by the sound of...footsteps?, he quickly looked around his surroundings, until he finally spotted the source of the sound.

A boy wearing the same kind of outfit as him, and with what appeared to be an...ahoge? Is that what they call it?...Y/N was new to Japan, so he thought that maybe hair like that was normal

The boy noticed Y/N, and he gave him a smile, saying with a cheerful tone.

???: "hey, are you coming to Hope's Peak too?"

Y/N became nervous, and simply nodded, his E/C eyes looking down at the ground, to which the boy replied with a concerned tone, while still keeping his eyes on the poor Guitarist.

???: "hey...you okay?...I'm sorry if I made you upset...I was just wondering if you were new too..."

Y/N somehow mustered up the courage to speak, and said:

Y/N: "i-it's fine...I'm new too...I-i-i'm in the 78th class..."

The boy suddenly smiled, and said:

???: "Hey, me too! My name is Makoto Naegi, and I'm the Ultimate Lucky Student, though I don't have a real talent, I was chosen from other regular students to come here"

Y/N was still looking down at the floor, the sun hitting his exposed S/C (skin color) hands, until deciding to speak with a shy tone

Y/N: "o-oh...m-my name is Y-Y/N L/N...n-nice to meet you...I hope we c-can be f-f-friends..." saying that specific word made Y/N shiver, he didn't have "real friends" back in America, and those that he considered friends would either use him and his fame to move up in the world, and he didn't blame them, he blamed himself for being famous.

Makoto: "me too...by the way, what's your ultimate? You didn't tell me..."

Y/N: "o-oh!...i-i'm the Ultimate Guitarist...I came here from America..."

Makoto: "cool! I've always wanted to go, though I could never afford it...but wait, if you're from America, then how do you know Japanese?"

Y/N: "o-oh...well, I o-often receive fan mail. and since s-some were in Japanese, i-i decided to l-learn t-the language so I could r-reply back..."

Makoto: "wait, Fan mail?...wait...You're not THAT Y/N, are you?! The Guitarist of Hope?!" Makoto screamed with excitement, which Y/N replied with a shiver,

Y/N: "n-no, i-i really am "that" Y-Y/N...I guess you're a fan?"

Makoto: "Yeah! Your music is awesome, and the way you play the guitar is so cool! Though my sister doesn't really see the appeal, sadly"

Y/N looked up at the boy, a bright blush on his face, he's received multiple compliments from people in paper, but hearing someone compliment him out in the open was a completely different thing, and it showed on his face, and even worse was that he called him by the nickname people put him "The Guitarist of Hope"...he liked it, though.

Y/N: "o-oh, I'm glad you like it...it makes me ha-happy to know that people like how I p-play..."

Y/N smiled weakly, and looked ahead at the school, realizing that he still needed to get in, or else he would probably get in trouble with the staff.

Y/N: "H-hey, Makoto...we should p-probably go inside...we're s-still students, after a-all, and we still need to attend the o-opening ceremony"

Makoto nodded, and both decided to head In, as both of their lives were just beginning...but unknown to them, something sinister was lurking in the shadows, stalking them.

???: "so that's Y/N...the Guitarist of Hope...well, we'll see just how much hope he has, and if it's enough to fight my despair!...but we'll also have to keep an eye on that other boy, Makoto's his name, right?"

The second figure nodded, and both began walking into the school, a young girl with freckles and dark hair, and the second, a young girl with bright blonde pigtails and a red skirt.

But in her mind, the dark haired girl didn't really want to plunge the world into despair...but she couldn't oppose her sister, or else she'd be abandoned by her only family member...but maybe she could at least spare one person from her sister's plan...she hoped she could, at least...