Makoto had mysteriously come back from the dead, though in reality, he was actually in the underground garbage dump with Kyoko..
The Ultimate Detective.
Byakuya sighed, thinking over what had happened in the past few hours. The only thing that actually made sense was the fact that Kyoko was indeed the Ultimate Detective.
Then there was the photo Monokuma gave him. It made the Ultimate Affluent Progeny uneasy.
It was a picture of the pool, except everybody was alive and well. Everyone was in that picture except himself.
The only thing he truly focused on was you.
You were in the background behind Mondo, creeping up on him as if you were going to tackle him into the pool. Even though you were blurred, he could see your gleeful expression.
At that, he began thinking over what he found during the investigation. Things that related directly to you.
For starters, the broken-down locker room. He had stumbled in there in search of anything of importance, and fate delivered. There were two specific lockers he had come to find.
The first locker he found had a decorated F/C interior with a bunch of dirty algebra books and other school materials. Byakuya found pain medicine and a lot of little trinkets.
There was also a photograph taped to the door, which he pocketed. It was a photo of you and him, though he never remembered taking it. You were both somewhere outside, sitting on a bench under a large cherry blossom tree. You wore a goofy expression on your face, whilst he himself smiled slightly.
