A Name Without A Face

Chapter 3 {Welcome To Hell}

  I could see everything, I wasn't sure where to look first. This was outside. I could see faces. Faces of countless people along the hallways. Everyone looked the same, they all appeared so bland, forcing their happy smiles. It was as though if they stayed still, I wouldn't be able to tell the difference between the students and the walls. All dressed in uniforms, hopeful... Hopeful for their future. "This is... The Reserve course..." My lips moved on their own. I found myself a little surprised at my own words. Why... Would I know that? My eyes drifted to another camera. The students looked diverse, all different. They were people that truly looked to be 'ultimates'

Ultimate.

That word.

Junko had called me the Ultimate Hope.

If I remembered right, these students were Ultimates of Hope's Peak Academy. The best at what they do. But that name... Is Hope such a talent one can simply possess?

​​​​​​ It's not possible.

I found myself enthralled in watching the peaceful students on the cameras, speaking to their simple friends and living their painfully simple lives before the bell chimed.

As the cameras cleared up and there was a silence now, I tore my eyes away from the monitors. The smell of blood was becoming more powerful by the second, and it was becoming disgusting to see the security guard's body beside me. Beyond this room, there was yet another door. A door that led somewhere unknown for me. They can trap, or they can free. Without a clue where I was going, I approached the door and pushed it open. For the first time since I was alive, I felt warm. It's wasn't a warmth my own body was creating though. That much was certain.

Despite the sun biting at my skin, I only felt ice on the inside. Where... Was I?

My feet pressed against flourishing grass below, so why did I feel like a weed in the middle?

There was nothing but grass ahead, but beyond the tall wall blocking my sight, even I had no idea. I know about the world outside though. How people lived their painfully boring lives and went to their painfully boring jobs everyday. This knowledge was given to me, but I hadn't seen it for myself. Did I really want too though? Was it worth going over the wall?

Probably not. I was more interested with what was... Inside it.

The door closed behind me, and I turned back to see it was odd looking on the outside.

With a red sign and bold letters, it read "HAZARD, DO NOT ENTER" with a keyhole in the doorknob, as well as a number pin. A door I was able to exit, but I wouldn't be able to get back in. Even I didn't know the password, nor do I possess the key.

That was fine though.

I wasn't going to go back in.

As I began to walk around, I discovered more and more about my location. It was silent, but this was obviously Hope's Peak. The lab I had woken up in had been built far underground and the holding rooms... I wasn't really sure actually. It was obvious enough that my creators were killed by that girl, so I wouldn't be able to consult information from them. That was fine though. The wall changed into a tall gate, iron bars either blocked people out, or in my case, kept them in. Below me sat a pathway that led up to... A door. There was a door into the school. Perhaps... Just maybe. My shoes clapped on the path as I moved towards the door. What would I find inside?

Just before my fingers touched the golden doorknob, it opened, and I was met with an odd face.

A female.

Her green eyes widened and I found myself making eye contact. Just by looking, I could tell she was a teacher. Not young enough to be a student, and her professional outfit gave away the obvious. Her name... What was her name...? It was on the tip of my tongue. Another piece of knowledge I had been given, right? No... Not this time. It wasn't the case.

A memory.

Chisa Yukizome.

A memory that should have been buried with my old self.