{ Prologue ~ A Party To Die For ~ Part 1 }

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???: "Hope. I'm guessing thats what you think I'd start this off with."

???: "Well you're wrong. As if i'd believe in that crap. It's just a stupid little hoax those who are weak believe in to get even just a drop of joy."

???: "And I'm guessing you believe in that too. Don't you? You think that even in the darkest of times hope can sprout and shine through despair. Despair is eternal... why must you follow that messy ideology?"

???: "I should probably make some sort of introduction, as I'm guessing we'll see each other regularly. My name is Themis Galanis, I'm a student at Hopes Peak Academy. Y'know, that elitist school for 'Ultimate' students?' Or..something. I don't really care about the place. As long as I get the education I so deserve."

Themis: "I was recently scouted by the school's new headmaster as the 'Ultimate Prosecutor.' I feel like I already attended before, but I've been preparing slightly so I can see how it feels that way. I can understand why they chose me, I am pretty good. I'm not full of myself by the way, I just know that I'm a lot greater than most people... and deserve to be credited for it."

Themis: "Anyways. There's meant to be a party today for my class. I'm not a fan of parties, but I'm kind of being made to go. I heard that we would stay home for the day, but a bus is will pick us up."

Themis: "... I don't get why I'm explaining this. I'll be late for 'school.'"

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I pulled on my tie, tightening it. I fixed my sleeves to be seamless, and looked into my mirror.

Themis: "Looking good."

My fingers ran through my hair, it falling back into place. If I had to guess, this mirror must be blushing simply from my presence. After hearing my reflection praise me I checked my watch, raising my brows with suspicion.

Themis: "You gotta be serious. How the hell can I possibly be late to leave? It didn't feel like three extra minutes passed..."

With a loud scoff, I hastily rushed out my bathroom to my front door. Can't believe I'd let myself stand around doing nothing. I just angrily put on my dress shoes while carrying my satchel. I was already halfway out the door. Don't ask about a stupid satchel.. backpacks are for childish wimps. I can't be seen with something like that.

I don't think my mom even wished me a good day. She doesn't really care for me much anyways, so I don't really care.

My shoes crackled across the concrete and my walking was tense. I held my breath so any passerby's couldn't hear me. Luckily there were pebbles on the sidewalk that I could kick to make noise. Even if I had just sounded out of breath, it would tank my reputation for being weak.

While sprinting down the street, I figured I should probably check my mail, therefore I have an actual excuse as to why I was behind on time.

When I eventually arrived to my mail box, I felt an odd sense of worry cast over my shadow in the beaming sun. Nothing.. makes me feel this way, so why the hell was my heart dropping? I kept trying to ignore it, opening my mail box. It was one of those community ones, so I did have to search a bit. Luckily I was greeted with a sealed envelope to ease my paranoia.

I slipped the envelope open, making sure not to wrinkle the fine paper. There was only two things inside the envelope... A stamp, and a letter. Upon opening the letter I was greeted with large fancy text.

"Dear recipient of this letter. Congratulations on your recent enrolment to Hopes Peak Academy! The higher-ups of the school faculty have recognized you and your class' great achievements and immaculate progress. With our expectations being far more than exceeded than last years class, and we are proud to announce that you and your classmates have been invited to a dinner party like no other hosted by the schools headmaster, John Durkin! If you choose to accept this invitation, please mark this letter with the stamp we provided inside the envelope and mail it back with the return address we have marked on the back. IF you choose to accept, please note that you will be picked up at your home on September 15th at your regular school time. Kind regards from your headmaster, J.D."

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