Prologue(I): Overture to Academy

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Prologue: The Meaning Behind Meetings.

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Y'know....Talent is such a wonderful thing, I mean, why wouldn't it be? For some people, their talent is their life. And for the talentless, it's something to strive for in their life.

After all, someone's value is always measured by what they can do with their talents. People who rise to the top, they're all born with it, and those who don't. They learn it.

And so, I humbly ask? What is the point? What is the point of working yourself up to be talented at something? What is the point in following the path of the talent you are naturally born with? Following what the universe tells you it wants you to do. Do we do it for ourselves? For others? Are our lives truly meaningful in that way?

Do we truly have a choice in the matter? When at the end of the day, we all fade away eventually? Forever forgotten by the world we used to love, and or hate oh so much?

If that's the case, does life truly matter? Is there any meaning to living?

And that's why I chose to conduct this experiment. To finally understand whether there's meaning to life or not. After all....no wait, I have no justification for this.

I guess one could call me mad.

-End of DR log: 1/...who knows

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Focus on first impressions...
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Don't mess this up....
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You can't be even more of a waste of space-

I was soon jolted away from my thoughts as a loud voice boomed.

"The train has arrived at Hope's peak station. Please escort yourselves out of the door with your luggage. Have a great day." The monotone announcement echoed loudly through the entire train, waking me up from my nap. Looking around my surroundings, I could see other people, most likely other students leaving. Across me, I could see a red haired boy, still sleeping.

Carefully, I tapped on his shoulder, trying to wake him up. After seeing the boy start to wake up, I hurriedly grabbed my luggage, a small suitcase and a bag with all my stuff in it as I quickly stepped out of the train.

"How do I work this thing again..." I stopped at a bench as I took out my new phone trying to find the GPS app on It. I've always been really bad with directions, and I heard this was supposed to help with that? But why is this so hard...

.....Oh! Where are my manners. I should probably introduce myself right about now, and not waste your times with my problems...sorry about that.

My Name is Rei Kouki, and today is the day I finally enroll into Hope's peak academy. An academy that scouts the entire world to find teenagers with exceptional talents that they train here in this school. What's my exceptional talent you might be asking? Well...it's a bit complicated.

Truthfully, I'm listed as the Ultimate Host club Host. Or Ultimate Host for short.

 Or Ultimate Host for short

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