Change Society Persona 5 Story

Chapter One

4/11 Monday, Morning

"Mother, it's me, Eliza. I just got on the train. I will be making my way to the school now. Yes, I have you and father on speed dial should anything happen. I'm very aware of that. I know what I'm doing. Now? Alright, 'should I meet with anyone who looks to be appropriate for our company or organization, and or my musical career, I shall tell you right away.' I made sure to remember since you kept telling me not to forget. Goodbye, mother."

Eliza hung up and look at the window to a dull rainy day, streets filled with a big amount of people, cars, bicycles, buses, taxis, and more. She noticed inside the train, some students were looking at her weird and she just put her attention back to the view. Today, she was responsible for herself and the things she does... Or so she thought. Surrounding her was none other than her bodyguards who are from here and were chosen by her father's friend, Mr. Okumura who is the CEO and Third president of Okumura Foods. She was glad she didn't have to live in his home but her own that was built for her family should they ever visit Japan. She was now waiting to arrive in Shujin Academy. She was supposed to be going to Kosei Academy, but after a little incident back home, Shujin was the only other school in the choosing. She noticed a boy who looked to be around her age was looking at her and when she turn to look, indeed he was. He had black frizzy-wavy hair, dark gray eyes, wearing the same uniform as her, and had glasses. He caught the attention that she was eyeing him and was about to change his view until she smiled and waved at him. He gave a little smile and wave back.

The train arrived at its destination and most of the people were getting off. She was the last to step off and she saw the boy was much taller than her and started walking away. She walked up the stairs and saw it was raining and one of the bodyguards open up an umbrella and held it above her. She saw the boy had no umbrella and was standing underneath a shop to cover himself. She approached him with the men in black suits following her.

"Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice that you don't have an umbrella. Would you like to accompany me to the school? I don't mind having a company with me."

"I appreciate the offer but I'm good."

"Alright then. I hope we have the same classroom together." She waved him goodbye and he did as well. As she made it to the school, almost everyone looked at her and the guards left her by the gates. She took the umbrella for herself and went inside. She can already tell that this day was not going to go good but she couldn't take that boy off of her mind.

~Later~

She came back to her classroom from lunch and sat one row away from the window by the back and was glad she was not up front. The teachers came by their designated class time and left as they told their lectures. She had been hearing the incidents in the subway about mental shutdowns and a boy who had a criminal record had come to the school who was supposedly charged with assault. Rumor it is and she didn't believe it for she did not think anyone could be capable unless they were really stupid. Because of the subway incidents, the school day was cut short and only had to stay for one more class. She saw a boy with what looked to be blonde hair but was actually bleached, come in and was muttering curse words under his breath as he sat in his seat. That seat was coincidently behind her's. He sat with his feet up on the desk and Eliza turned her body to look at him.

"Why are you staring at me for? Got business with me?"

"More like I want to ask a question to you."

"What?"

"Is your hair actually blonde or did you bleach it?"

"Why do you care?"

"Simple question of curiosity."

"Bleached. Happy?"

"Very. May I know your name?"

"Sakamoto Ryuji. You?"

"Eliza. Sakamoto Ryuji, huh? I like it."

"That reminds me. I have never seen you before. You new?"

"Yes, just transfer from England."

"WAIT! WHAT!? YOU'RE LIKE FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD!"

"Has anyone ever told you how loud you are?"

"And you can speak Japanese?"

"Just a little. I'm still new to the language. Your speak is questionable though."

"Hey!"

"At the very least your friends can understand you, right?"

"Ummm, yea..."

"Let's us speak later if you are free. You interest me a lot. I already heard the rumors about you being a troublemaker but I can't believe it until I see it for myself."

"Wait. You don't believe the rumor?"

"No, rumors are rumors for a reason. They're lies made by people with no information proving their truth. Better you investigate yourself then judge base on a story that can be worded differently and tell something else."

"W-Wow...I don't know what to say. How about we exchange numbers and chat ID?"

"That sounds delightful."

Eliza and Ryuji exchange their numbers and chat ID and the final class started. Time passed and school was now over. When Ryuji and Eliza stepped out of the classroom they both saw the frizzy-haired boy.

"Ryuji, do you know who that is?"

"Oh him? That's Akira. He's also a transfer like you. Came today and I bumped into him before coming this morning."

"It's his first day as well? Are you saying he's the rumored boy everyone says has the criminal record?"

"Yup. I talked to the guy and he really isn't that bad. He's just misunderstood, kinda like how I am."

"I swear everyone can just, what is it that people say... Jump the gun? When I saw him on the train, he looked like a nice person to me and still does. Should I have heard about the criminal record before engaging with him, I still wouldn't look at him differently."

"Why can't everyone be like you?"

"Pardon?"

"Uh, nothing! Anyways, I gotta go! Well, see you tomorrow!"

"Goodbye!" She saw him whispering something to the boy Akira and going up the stairs and didn't bother asking why he wasn't going straight home.

{{Persona 5 is the first Persona game I have played and I fuckin love it! This also means it my first persona story! Hope you like it! Any criticism of my writing is allowed as I want to better my writing.}}