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Neighbours

Third Person:

Another Monday night, you were headed home from work - it was tiring having to work day in day out in the office, and you knew that when you got home only more work would be waiting for you. During these nighttime walks, you often listened to music - it never mattered what it was, it could've been country or Sayaka Maizono, you let yourself get lost in it. When you got to the apartment complex, the feeling of despair set in - it was a fairly rundown building, it wasn't much to look at.

You usually went up the stairs, since you didn't really trust the lift; the lift was newly installed, but since it was so out of place, you tended to stay away. You knew the landlord of the building was a cheapskate, so anything 'new' was either secondhand or terribly installed by some rando off the street.

With a sigh of annoyance though, you approached the stairs to find they were closed off: looking for the reason why, you saw a huge gap in the steps... Probably from those neighbor kids again. Being an Ultimate, you really could've lived somewhere far more lavish, rather than being stuck here. However, since your Ultimate was... unorthodox, they cast you aside to live like a 'normal' person. In frustration, you got to the new lift: you didn't trust it, but it was your only option. Once you got in, you glanced around at the fancy tech it had, with LED lights and everything. Considering the stairs were just left broken and unattended, you didn't think this lift was as fancy as it looked.

You pressed the button to get to your floor, when you noticed a boy charging towards the lift - he was pretty short, wearing white and black, completely drenched from the sudden rains outside. Ordinarily, when a kid from the building was trying to run toward you, you'd have them knocked to the floor. However, you were incredibly tired and mostly lost the capacity to care about it, so you let him put his foot between the doors - they reopened and he stepped inside. You kept your head down and headphones in, praying he wouldn't try talking to you. Of course, that was just wishful thinking.

"Awh~~ You're just gonna ignore me, (Y/N)-Chan? It's been two weeks now, and you're stiiiill not over it~~?"

Freakin' Kokichi... Of course you weren't over it, how could you be? You glared at his shimmering violet eyes, as they pierced through you. Okay, it's just a minute in here with him, you thought, then I can leave.... I can last a minute.

So you both stood in silence, as you were trying to ignore him. He looked so smug in the corner, hands behind his head, despite being soaked by the rain.

"Soooo how's life now everyone knows you're an Ultimate~? What was it again...."

It was a stupid mistake, trusting him with that information - you sighed in frustration at the memory. He'd told everyone your Ultimate talent, and you couldn't find a way to hide it any longer once he did. Even so, he acted as if nothing was wrong... as if he hadn't just thrown your entire life to crap. You bit your lip to stop sound from escaping, but a tear still rolled down in anger.

"Don't act like you've forgotten, Ouma. You're the one who outed me in the first place. Hell, I wouldn't even be here if it weren't for you."

It made you furious, him teasing you about it as if nothing happened, and knowing you couldn't act on your violent thoughts... it would just confirm everyone's thoughts about you.

"Sorrrry, that was a lie! As if I could forget, (Y/N)-Chan! You're the Ultimate Forgotten, riiight? Although, it would be pretty ironic if I did forget~~!"

You shuddered at the mention of your so-called 'talent': the reason they kept you in this place. You'd once had another Ultimate, one far better than the one you had now, but it all got stripped away... Once *he* showed up: Kokichi fucking Ouma, the 'Ultimate Supreme Leader'... that had been your title, once. And yet, here you were, in a lift with him... truly unfortunate. The one who swept in and claimed your title as soon as you'd made one minor flaw, being imprisoned for a little too long.