DR: Last Hour

Prologue Part 1

If anyone knows any good websites for making Danganronpa characters, please let me know. I am not good with making sprites :,)

What the?!

I can't see!

Where am I?!

Those were my last words before I decided to feel my face to see what went wrong with my sight.

'Oh, a blindfold.' I sighed as I tried to see if I could untie it.

'Okay. Move this there, that over there, and...a-ha! Got it.' I moved the blindfold upwards so I could take it off. Bad mistake.

"Agh, my headband!" I said as I immediately grabbed it and placed it back on my head before adjusting my eyes to wherever the heck I was. All I knew is that it was not back on the farm in Ukraine. If it was, then I probably would've been sleeping on some hay.

If you wanna know why I sleep on hay, then here's my introduction for ya.

My name is Marta Zhitnyuk, the Ultimate Farmer. But I'd prefer if you called me March. And the reason I sleep on hay is because, well, why not?

I was invited to Hope's Peak as part of a celebration. This was their 100th year, and they were choosing one foreigner that applied there to actually go. And I was that lucky foreigner.

You see, I am from Ukraine, which is a country that is a pretty big producer of corn and other items. I've worked on the farm since I was 4 years old, and I was a hard worker, so getting the letter from Hope's Peak made me really happy. Well, almost.

Even though I am extroverted, I also tend to have social anxiety, which only happens when a big event happens. So I just take many deep breaths until I calm down, and then I am on my way.

Anyways, once my eyes fully adjusted, I realized that I wasn't in a room that I recognized at all. The room I was in seemed similar to my real bedroom at my house, but it was all bland and boring, minus the fact that I was on the bed. Speaking of, how did I not fall off? This bed feels tiny.

I decided to get up and I realized another thing that was strange: There was no window. There was always a window in my room, so I became confused. 'Did they do something with that window?' I thought. All of a sudden, I heard a noise come from the door.

"Wait, that's my ticket out of here. I think." I said out loud when I walked towards the door.

"Hello? Someone in there? Get out here so I'm not wasting my time." The voice said, sounding a bit angry. I rolled my eyes and reached for the door handle, slowly opening it, only to find a girl that I haven't seen before.

"Finally, the door's open. Come on, get out of the room." She said, sounding relieved. I wasn't as relieved.

"Who the hell are you? Did you do something to me?" I asked. The girl's expression turned into an annoyed one.

"Excuse me? One, what kind of weird accent is that? And second, I was literally told to find you." She hissed.

"By who? And it is not an accent. It is just how I speak." I replied, getting a little irritated. It probably is an accent, maybe Russian, but at the same time I just don't care right now.

"Suuure. And follow me to see them." She said as she walked. I was walking behind her when she abruptly stopped and I accidentally bumped into her. I grabbed her arm before she fell and helped pull her up.

"Watch where you're going you idiot." She said, seeming ungrateful for me helping.

"Well, would you rather have fallen on your face? And by the way, my name is Marta Zhitnyuk, the Ultimate Farmer. But please, call me March." I said in a sarcastic tone. I wasn't sure how to handle my annoyance with her, but hey. At least I tried.