eating tater tots with knives || pregame ndrv3 chatfic

8 || the truth behind the bio teacher || 8

tws for this chapter:
schizophrenia, guns, mentions of pill-taking, threats, kidnapping
i want this story to take a dark turn.
in fact i have the entire rest of it all planned out and it isnt very cute.
so i will start putting trigger warnings.

once they were done squeezing melted ice creams out of wrappers, the two boys snuck into the school.
they walked up the very inconvenient three flights of stairs that led to the school's classrooms and began to sneak around.

"ok, i think it would be good if we scouted out hiding areas in each classroom," korekiyo suggested. "that way we always have optimal spying areas."
rantaro nodded in agreement. "good idea."

their first stop was the cloak room- that place where kids leave their jackets and stuff before going to class in the morning.

the benches were high enough to hide under, and there were enough forgotten jackets that you could cover a bench and be hidden underneath it.
after a few minutes of moving jackets and slippers around, this room was ready.

then they moved to the history classroom.

they easily found a place under a table, and then left to move onto the next room.
However, they heard two voices- one talking, one screaming.

the two boys slowly moved closer to the noise.

in the biology classroom, the biology teacher was being held at gunpoint by a white haired boy in a v3 t-shirt.

"the kid that kaede warned us about!," korekiyo whispered.

the boys sat down outside the classroom and began to listen to what the teacher and the white haired boy were saying.

"Keebo, really, i swear, i am not sabotaging the plan, i swear my life on it!," the biology teacher whimpered.

Keebo gently pushed the gun further towards the teacher's head. "that's not what she said. she said youve had the audacity to warn the students about v3. saying shit like "theyre back" and leaving cryptic messages in the presentations you show the kids in your classes."

the biology teacher began to shake. "i- i won't do that ever again! i swear! just don't hurt me!"

 "what a shame. . . i really did think you would be able to let go of the past and work here. but your memories have clearly stuck with you."
keebo slammed his fist on the classroom table.
"if you really hated being in danganronpa that much, maybe you shouldn't have asked for us to hire you here."

"i- i just thought it would be simple!," the teacher retorted. "just let go of the past! and i tried! but i don't want anyone to go through that bullshit!"

keebo pulled his phone from his pocket and began to search through it with one hand, continuing to hold his gun with the other.

"i have your file right here, sir," keebo snapped. "and i will read it to you right now."

the bio teacher screamed, "no! please don't remind me of-"

he was cut off by keebo reading off the file.
"your real name is fuyuhiko. you're one of the few survivors of danganronpa season 32.  you joined the game because you wanted to become a powerful man, and we gave you exactly that. but because you won, we had to give you back your real memories. because you were so traumatized from the game, you dyed your hair, changed your name, and got a new job working here so that people wouldn't associate you with the game. you also developed schizophrenia because of your trauma and youre currently taking pills prescribed by your psychologist."

the teacher began to scream again. "don't say that name again! don't talk about that game again! fuck you!"

keebo lifted the gun to the ceiling and fired a warning shot.
"just take your meds and do your job," keebo snapped. "i do not give a shit whether you want to or not, but this is your only choice at this point."

just then, rantaro let out a small cough.

keebo's attention was brought to the door to the classroom.
"if you're out there, show yourself."
he aimed the gun towards the doorway.

korekiyo and rantaro looked at each other.
in a moment of fear, they both decided to run for it.

the two dashed down the hallway and towards the exit, keebo running after them.
keebo began to fire off gunshots, but kept on missing.

by the time rantaro and korekiyo reached the stairs, korekiyo tripped and fell, smashing his head against the wall.
keebo grabbed korekiyo's body and put a hand over his face.

"just get out of here!," korekiyo yelled.

rantaro nodded and promptly ran away, leaving korekiyo at the mercy of keebo.