[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...
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Phew... that felt good. Who knew splashing water on your face would be so refreshing. The outdoors wasn't really that bright, yet there are people going out to eat breakfast. Then I suddenly feel a push on my back. "Yo! How's the sleep?" It was Stapy, with Cake beside him. "Got Cake here too! I requested him to make me a steak."
"He said to make it just like a steakhouse's recipe!" Cake retorted. "I bet they have a secret recipe." A steakhouse... I might have heard of it. "Is it... Gelatin's Steakhouse?" Stapy turned to me, his face lit up. "You know that too?!" I nodded. "No fucking way! What's your favorite thing there?" He asked frantically, I shoved him. "Shut up! You're like a heavy metal fan." He rubbed his back.
But the name Gelatin... does ring some bells for me. He used to go to the same middle school as me, just like Pillow. He was such a jokester, and his green apple hair never fails to make him so eye-catching. But he didn't do well at school, always failing tests... So it was a surprise that his family opened a steakhouse with him as the mascot, he became popular overnight. But it does make me wonder if Stapy knew him before... I mean, he did say he liked their steaks.
"But are you sure you can take it? You literally ate half of a casserole yesterday." I scoffed. I heard Cake chuckle behind Stapy. "Yeah! So what?" He crossed his arms. "I'm on my way to piss too so... See ya!" Then Stapy ran towards the restrooms nearby. What a doof. I turned to Cake. I wanted to have him make my breakfast.
"Hey, uhm. Can you make me some scones?" I asked. "I'll grab the other things myself." He perked up, nodding. "Good choice! I'll whip them up lickity-split!" We then walked over to the kitchen. The second I reached the kitchen, I noticed the so-called "premium coffee" that I wanted to try, and snatched it.
As I was trying to brew up a drink, Cake noticed the coffee bag. "You like that kind too?" He inquired, still mixing the scone mix. "N-no, I just wanted to try out the good shit, y'know?" I muttered. "I see. Mr. Tree and GB loves that coffee! Didn't know you liked it too."
So that's why I didn't get to drink it most of the time.
After I'm finished with my coffee, I decided to make myself a salad bowl. Y'know, something healthy. I picked out a bowl, put in some greens and some dressing as well. I'm not a necessarily healthy person, but it is what it is. After all, I've only had some sad, salty scrambled eggs, a pre-made flan and some fruit during my stay here, so it's great to treat myself with some good food.
I sat down on a chair, and started eating. My salad was surprisingly good, and the dressing added a nice flavor. And then, someone came over to sit next to me. "Hey, Lightswitch! Can I sit here?" Leafy exclaimed. I nodded, if this were any other person, I would just get them to fuck off.
