100 Writing Themes

{4} Dark

Junko Enoshima & Mukuro Ikusaba
Game: Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc
Anime: Danganronpa

Slight Hajime Hinata x reader
Game: Danganronpa 2: Island
Anime: Danganronpa 3: Despair Arc

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You had no idea how it happened, when it happened or why it happened.

You yourself were the Ultimate Mystery. As it implied, you were a complete mystery to everyone. No one knew your past, your relations, not even who you were in general. You were shrouded in secrecy that not even the goverment could crack.

This had been picked up by none other than the Ultimate Fashionista, or rather Ultimate Despair herself. You were interesting and she was sure you would make a great partner or lab rat for her despairful plan.

"Huh? Are you serious? You don't even know how they look like?" Junko gave a disgusted face to her sister.

"Y-yes. All that is known is that they are one year older than us and are attending Hope's Peak Academy," Mukuro said and kneeled. "They are said to have great fighting powers though I am not sure."

"Hope's peak you say?" Junko mused. "Well then sis, prepare for tomorrow cause we are going to find little Ultimate Mystery!"

<Next day, recess>

You sneaked past the guards and made it to the reserve course building. You always ate lunch here because the reserve students nor teachers knew you were an Ultimate. Your Ultimate talent wasn't that great anyway.

Casually walking into a small park located in between the reserve building and hope's peak, you saw the forever there gaming duo playing games. You snickered as you watched Hajime trying to beat Chiaki but the results were always the same.

You sat hidden by a large bush and ate some of the food you took away from Teruteru. Considering he was the Ultimate Cook, he could always cook again so it never bothered you what he would react or think.

Suddenly, the park became silent, only for the water sound from the fountain. Did the two leave?

"Ah, are you the Ultimate Mystery perhaps?" A rather high pitch voice spoke. You looked up and saw a smiling pink haired girl standing in front of a straight face black hair girl.

"Of course not! I-I'm just a normal reserve course student!" You feigned ignorance and fright. You were used to it after so many years of questioning. "A-Are you from the main building?"

"Oh! So you do recognize me!" The pink haired clapped her hands and he smile widened. "I'm the great Junko Enoshima, the Ultimate Fashionista! This plain girl behind me is my ugly sister Mukuro."

"Hello," Mukuro said blankly. A small blush was scattered on her face like she was a shy normal student. Considering her sister was an Ultimate, she too could be an Ultimate.

Junko got closer to your face and squeezed her face. "You look a little uglier than I thought you'll be Ultimate Mystery. What's your name huh?"

"I'm from the reserve course! I don't have an Ultimate!" You spoke up timidly. Why wasn't she going away you thought quietly.

Junko tsked three times. "That act isn't going to help you, Mystery. Let's see if the myth of you being strong is true!"

Suddenly, Mukuro pounced towards you holding a dagger. You moved quickly and held onto her arm, preventing the knife from hitting. You kicked her stomach but she turned and missed your face by an inch if you never sidestepped.