[TW// gore, swearing, and graphic imagery.]
"A one-week trip to a school? I'll give it a try."
-a danganronpa inspired story-
16 students with extraordinary skillful talents from all school levels known as Ultimates, had been accepted into a 1-week...
We were walking around the school's hallways rather aimlessly, trying to find anyone else that is in this school. For me, I was confused, worried even. I don't know who the people I was walking with were. And the surroundings are foreign to me. And as far as I know, the school is practically in the middle of nowhere, and my phone was nowhere to be seen... No no no, I'm overthinking this... But as before, I just brushed off my thoughts and continued walking.
I felt a finger tapping on my shoulder.
"Hey Liy, you okay?" Leafy asked. "You seem a bit down." I hadn't realized that I was mostly silent as opposed to the siblings. "I-It's okay. I'm fine." I muttered out. "Don't worry."
Of course I said that, I just didn't want to worry the two. Heck, if I said I was overreacting, I would worry them too much-
"Hey, I hear voices." Tree spoke up. "R-Really?" I said, snapping out of my trance. "Oh yeah, follow me." With the help of my good hearing, we followed the voices into a big main hall-like area. But it doesn't really have any decor.
We saw there were two more people talking to eachother the room. Until...
"Oh, hello!" Someone exclaimed. "Are you guys students here?"
A medium-tall boy came up, while rolling the other guy's wheelchair towards us. He had tanned skin with golden-blond hair that is tied up to a small ponytail. He donned a flannel-like jacket over a yellowish-white shirt, wore light brown pants and sneakers. He was waving at us a he ran. On the other hand, the guy on the wheelchair had dark skin, black hair with white streaks. He wore a suit and tie, and a visible cast on his left foot.
"Hii!" Leafy greeted. "Yes, we are students here! I'm Leafy, Ultimate Botanist!" "I'm Tree, Ultimate Therapist." Tree smiled and waved at him. "Name's Liy, Ultimate Negotiator." I finished.
"Interesting talents!" He asked. "I'm Loser, Loser Luster. I'm the Ultimate Filmmaker!"
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"Ah, so you're that one filmmaker my friends were talking about." I spoke up.
I have actually heard of this guy from my old classmates, when we were talking about his sudden popularity on the internet recently. I guess his work was really good that it reached the media so quickly. The guy was only in high school, I kinda respect his determination.
"Really?" He scratched the back of his head. "Wow... I don't really know how to respond to being recognized."
"Wait," The wheelchair guy perked up. "You know this guy? I didn't even know him until just now." "Yeah, well, not like I know him as a friend." I answered. "Me and my old classmates stumbled upon an article about him." "The article also said very good things about his work."
"Well, what about you?" Tree asked the other guy. "Sorry, I forgot." He answered. "I'm Eight Billiard, the Ultimate Billiards Player. But my friends call me 8-Ball."
