??? Hey...
???: Hey, are you paying attention?
???: I'm talking to *you*
???: Yes you the reader of course I should probably introduce myself since i'm the protagonist of this crazy story.
Himari: My name is Himari Sato.
Himari: Quite frankly I don't know how I ended up in this situation.
Himari: Oh, of course you have no idea what uhh... is going on... *yet*
Himari: As you can tell i'm not always the best with words. I guess i'm kinda an introvert.
Himari: Before we continue I will explain the situation that i'm in. You're probably eager to know.
Himari: I'll try my best to tell everything what has happened so far... keyword is try.
Himari: I was walking my usual route to school when suddenly I got attacked.
Himari: I don't remember who or what attacked me, but I ended up in this *bizarre situation*
Himari: You probably want to know what this bizarre situation is that I have been hinting at for so long.
Himari: I guess I don't know either...
???: Hey are you alright you have been douzing off for quite some time.
Himari: H-huh what? Sorry I was just talking to myself...
???: Oh sorry I was just checking up on you... you seem quite tired.
Sven: By the way my name is Sven.
Himari: Himari.
Sven: Sorry to bother you I guess.
Himari: Whatever... more importantly where are we? I said to myself.
???: Mike check, Mike check!
???: Am I on? Am I on?
???: Argh, stop you're like standing besides us anyway! Why even use a microphone?
???: Yeah, it's not like we don't hear you because we don't see you...
???: Puh-uh don't you know Neva you're selected...
Neva: How do you know my name? And what do you mean?
???: Perhaps i'm *finally* selected for the most notorious fashion show EEEEE!!!
???: Wait no that's not right some of you guys here would definitely not even make it to the selection rounds...
???: HEY! Who are you to judge our appearances? Be a little bit more respectfull please.
Arianna: Oh my gosh, i'm terribly Sorry! I didn't mean to say that out loud. Sometimes I get carried away, but the name is Arianna Brown.
???: We should let that mysterious person finish what they're saying gosh. We can introduce ourselves later.
???: Puhuhuh that's so wise of you Lisanne, High School Level Writer.
Lisanne: What do you mean High School level writer?
???: Puhuhuh I totally forgot you don't have your ultimate talents yet.
???: Wait you mean we are selected for the famous killing game?
???:Puh-uhuh how'd you guess?
???: Neat! I already see the headsets it's going to be a virtual one which means more creative killing scenarios!
???: Of course we're not really going to die huh? It's all a simulator right and if that's also true aren't you monokuma the headmaster of the academy?
Monokuma: Very well Esmir the ultimate progammer. *Oops that was another spoiler* Puhuhuhu.
Suddenly the smoke that was codering the appearence of the mysterious person liften and revealed a... bear?
???: ... Uh- guys I want to go home... play the piano again. I don't want to play this killing game.
Himari: ...
Esmir: As long as we aren't going to die it's fine right? You have read the rules of the flyer already right? If we win this killing game we'll get 1 billon dollars and lifetime amount of fame!
Arianna: I'm like already almost famous, but if I win i'll be set for life... no more worries and no more paying creepy old man...
???: Omg did you just say creepy old man? I hate men they're disgusting except when they're hot cute and actually caring. The chances of that are 0.0001%
???: Whatever, I don't need a man I only want to live in a giant villa with my bestie Lisanne! We'll also buy a llama if I win this game and we'll call him Gary. Of course Lisanne is not going to win this i'll will, but in the end she'll sacrifice herself for me so I'll be in charge of the money.
???: I mean if I win I can share the money with my mother and rest of the family... I could also use a new piano, but still... there's just something fishy.
Neva: Who are you to judge that you're going to win bitch? In fact i'm not doing this whole stupid "killing" game. Where's the exit?
Monokuma: Puh-huhuh you can't leave this place sweetie pie it's locked up tight! There's no turning back.
???: I don't know what you're so worried about shorty. I'l protect you and it will be fun we're not actually going to die. It's all a simulation just like Esmir said.
Neva: S-shorty, back off weirdo.
Neva: Boys are so creepy sometimes.
???: I know right! I'll protect you!
Neva: Argh, not you again leave me alone.
Lisanne: Cece, you should leave her alone.
Cece: Why doesn't she want my protection?
Lisanne: She's just confused that's all of course she wants your protection.
Cece: Alright, if you say so bestie!
Neva: You totally missed the point.
