Red's Disastrous Life

The Story of USSS: Part 1

Note: I know I'm straying away from what it's supposed to be, about who the main character is or whatever. This is actually what's nice about democracy, maybe.

This happened years later when Uratanuki became a successful person. He got interviewed by journalists who wished to dig into his and his best friends' backstory. By slipping in a truth drug on his drink, Urata starts to tell about his past.

How did Urata's trauma get the better of him? More importantly, how did he get traumatized? How did the skirmishes between Sakata, Senra, Colon, and Rinu start? How did they all meet each other? What happened after they became Red's students? All of that might be answered here. This story will be focused on Uratanuki.

Many years back, I was transferred to a new school before all of this happened. Today is the day I'll start my debut as a transfer student, a status that everyone always wanted. I continued walking to class, even though I was late. I always think of how nice my school life would be. Having many friends, hanging out, wasting time, and much more.

I finally arrived at the front of my class. The most important thing in a debut is the introduction. The introduction will decide how my school life might be. My position, friends, everything will be decided by this introduction!

 "Today I'll be joining this class. My name is Urata." I introduced myself.

"Because of my family business, I have to move houses and I got transferred here." I realized that everyone has no reaction at all which caused me to shiver.

What is going on? Why did I start with a lame introduction? Everyone is staring at me. This is not the debut I've imagined it will be. It's supposed to be where I became popular with my transfer student status. I was supposed to be loved by my classmates.

I heard a running footstep which surprises me. The door is opened by a tardy person.

"Oh no!" said that late person who for some reason had a loaf of bread hanging in his mouth.

Wait? A late person is here?

"Good Meowning!" said that redhead as he accidentally spits the bread on my left cheek.

"My name is Sakata. Nice to meet you." said that redhead.

"You're a transfer student?" I asked.

"Are you one too?" he asks back.

"Oh yeah, I haven't finished my breakfast." he then grabs the bread that is on the floor and continues to eat it.

"Do you want some?" he offers his bread to me.

"Hell no!" I respond.

"I'm still introducing myself. Where was I?" I'm trying to remember where I left off.

"Wait a minute!" yelled someone from above.

We both looked above.

"What is that?" asked Sakata.

"A voice from up there?" I respond, while questioning.

"Wait! Please wait!" said the person above.

"Yeah... we're waiting." I respond.

"We're waiting." followed by Sakata.

"Please, wait a moment!" he begs.

He's not done yet? He's supposed to be done by now.

"Wait? Isn't this strange?" said the person above.

"It worked during practice." he follows up.

"Is it not done yet? Is it?" asked Sakata.