Unlimited Chances

|1| Waking Up

You find a note on the ground. You pick it up and read it.

This book is a fanfic on the game version of Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc. Disclaimer: I do not own any Danganronpa characters. I aim to convey the characters personalities well, I'm trying my best to stick to them. I really hope I'm not straying from their personalities, its honestly quite a bit to keep up with but I will try my best. With that in mind, I hope you enjoy this chapter. Also, just so you've been warned. This book contains ALOT of spoilers, so proceed at your own risk.

P.S: This book was originally from Quotev. I'm just moving it over to here like I've been doing with other stories of mine. The story will update whenever I finish a new chapter over in Quotev.

 -DragonessFire            

{} Aria's POV {}

        Everything feels heavy, and my mind feels muddled. It's like my whole body is filled with lead. I can tell I'm sitting down, laying my head on my folded arms that are resting on a cold flat surface. I crack open my heavy eyelids to see where exactly am I. My mind doesn't process what it's seeing for a few moments as I stare blankly ahead. When the world finally does come into focus, I am greeted with the sight of a classroom. I slowly look around and take in the sights of the deserted classroom I'm in. Yellow walls, wood floors, and a large green chalk board make up the room. Wooden desks, like the one I'm sitting in, are also situated around the room. I notice a monitor on the wall and a security camera hanging from the ceiling. I didn't like the idea of being watched, but I guess some schools want to make sure their students are safe.

        The steel plates on the windows on the other hand, are another story. Why on Earth would they be bolted up with such huge bolts like that? And ... I look at the scenery around me in confusion. How did I get here?  Now that I think about it, I don't remember ever going to a classroom and falling asleep.

        I frowned as I rubbed my forehead, trying to make sense of it all. Thinking logically, I tried to remember the last thing I was doing before I ended up here. Maybe I had fallen asleep here myself after a class, or maybe I passed out walking around in the school. For some reason I couldn't fathom, nothing sparked in my memories. Just a hazy fog full of frustrating nothingness.

        I scowl, now focusing on finding anything of relevance within my memories. If I had even gone to a school, had I visited anywhere recently, if I was with anyone. ... Nothing. Okay, now I'm getting worried. Now I'm trying to literally recall anything at all. Family, friends, home, even stuff about myself. All that comes up is my name, Aria Kumiko. I put my head in my hands and stare at the desk, panic is starting to set in. My breath started to quicken. I-I can't even remember how I look! Why can't I recall anything?! I-I have to have some memories! I still know what a school is and what my name is. Why... Why is this happening to me?

         Before I can go into a full on panic attack, my elbow brushes against something. Its a pamphlet, and a cheap looking one at that. It has crayon illustrations on it and some slanted handwriting in black. I push my rising panic aside with a few deep calming breaths before focusing on the handwritten words inside the pamphlet.

"The next semester is about to start. Starting today, this school will be your entire world. Meet up with the other students in the main hall of the school immediately."

        What the heck is this? Other students? There are others here? Are they facing the same situation as me? And wait a minute, I'm a student here? I look over myself for a moment. Even though I don't have a mirror, I can see that I have tan skin and brown curly hair. I'm wearing a white poncho over a white tank, some worn jeans, along with grey Chelsea boots. Lastly, a silver flame pendant on a silver chain hangs from my neck. I don't know what I was expecting, maybe it was that I was unsure if I even knew my age. But luckily, remembering that I'm a teenager stuck with me.