Where it all started

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A/N: This story contains sensual topics like blood, gory scenes, mental instability and such stuff so if you don't like those topics, I won't recommend reading but I will give a trigger warning  before every of those mentioned topics. Also, it gets a little angsty at some points of the story (and like obviously this contains spoilers)

Your P.O.V

The crazy story has started with the acception letter of hopes peak academy. I was the ultimate tattoo designer and I had a lot of fun sketching around and drawing on my own skin when I was nervous or bored. I had so many tattoo ideas in my room, so much that I couldn't even do them all. I myself wasn't quite old enough to get a tattoo but I definitely wanted one. and not only one. 
and now I woke up in the middle of a classroom, completely alone. I looked around with headache and looked around the school, confused why I didn't have anything of my stuff I brought with me to hopes peak. I heard some  noise coming from the main hall and so i entered, seeing a lot of people. All of their eyes where gazing towards me. But under all of the people, I saw my childhood friend Kiyotaka Ishimaru who applied to this school as well. At least there was someone I knew. I quickly introduced myself to the other students, trying to remember all of their names and talents. 
and soon enough the time came where we all had to gather up in the gym. I was somehow nervous, confused. Where the fuck was my phone- I mean I didn't need it right now but this shit is expensive, I bought it and I wanted it back. It looked like everyone here didn't  have their stuff which was weird. We all stood in the gym, next to each other, as a weird stuffed teddy bear appeared on the stage in front of us. I raised an eyebrow as the people started to talk again, breaking the silence. "Seriously? A stuffed toy?", one of them said. "Come on man what is this shit? We made our way to the gym for THAT?", another one said. "stuffed toy? You really should be nicer to the principal!", the teddy bear announced angrily. "Woah the teddy bear can talk and move-",  let out. "I AM NOT ONLY A TEDDY BEAR", the bear let out. "Let me explain why you all are here. My name is Monokuma and I am your headmaster. You maybe have noticed that your stuff is missing, such as phones, headphones, wallets, basically everything which was in your pockets. and you also may have noticed that there are metal plates where the windows were supposed to be. This is for one simple reason: you won't be able to leave this place. You will stay here until the end of the your short lives PUHUHUHUHU", Monokuma let out, explaining the whole killing game situation to us. 

"This can't be real- This can just be a bad joke for real", I let out, shocked. Why the fuck would someone do this- Is this some kind of crappy TV show? But who the heck would watch it- "A fucking teddy bear won't force me to stay here or to kill! What the fuck is your god damning deal you son of a bitch?", a muscular boy with a pompadour spoke up. Monokuma happened to insult his hair which made him even angrier. The guy whose name apparently was Mondo, grabbed the stuffed head of Monokuma and held him high up in the air. But Monokuma weirdly didn't react. Instead we heard a weird noise coming from him. "Mondo throw away MOnokuma. NOW", the silverish haired girl let out to him and so he did. Monokuma exploded in the air, making all of us stare at the other Monokuma appearing again. 

What the fuck was all of that- Monokuma explained us everything we needed to do, gave us our e-handbooks and told us about the rules and our rooms. After Mondo beat Makoto across the whole gym, I helped him carrying Makoto to his room again and searched through my own. The rooms really were fucking ugly. I really needed to decorate my room sometime. It was not hard to remember Mondo's name, after all, he was one of the most standing out guys. But he somehow seemed interesting. Even though he could be loud, there was something that caught my eye about the muscular biker. 
I left my room, meeting on my friend Taka. We all decided to look around the school, trying to gather some information about this cursed place. We all just found out there really was no way to leave so this was not a joke. Someone really worked on this and thought it was a good idea to leave 16 teenagers in a school, making them to murders. I could already tell this place was probably turning me insane. But no one really would actually kill someone, right? I mean we all said we wouldn't kill anyone but there was no way to be sure that everyone told the truth. Under so many people there surely must have been someone who couldn't handle it and actually kill someone in the end to get out. But it wasn't that easy though. Apparently we had to find out who the killer was which could be a problem because I really wasn't the smartest person. I mean I wasn't dumb, no, but- solving a crime is another thing than the knowledge you gain in school. And if we mess up, everyone but the blackened will be killed. So all I could do in the moment was hoping that no murder happens.

I entered my room again before the nighttime began and headed towards the shower before the water would turn off. A warm shower was a great way to calm down in the moment. I turned on the water, applying some washing soap onto my body, wiping off the doodles on my arms and hands. Why did that happen to me- I just wanted to go to Hopes Peak academy. I just wanted to have a great future with my talent. I just wanted to go to a great school with my best friends. And now we had to kill each other? Bullshit. I quickly washed my hair within a few minutes, turning the water off, happy to have succeeded in washing my hair before the nighttime actually started and got out of the shower, drying myself off and putting on my clothes again to finally be able to sleep. It was already a little late so it would be the best to try to sleep so I wouldn't be awake the whole time. 
But it was hard trying to sleep when the slight red light of the camera shone onto me. It was weird to sleep when I realized whoever was behind Monokuma and the killing game was watching me. I just was glad there were no cams in the bathroom. At least we had a LITTLE privacy. After endless seeming hours, I eventually fell asleep.

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A/N: yes another Mondo x reader fanfiction of mine. I'm obsessed with him, I get it lmao. But for real Idk I just have so many fluffy ideas when it comes to him it would be a shame not to write them- 

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