Spoilers!!!!
Himiko's P.O.V.
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I woke up suddenly from the same exact nightmare as I've had for the past couple of weeks now. As always, it took me a few minutes to catch my breath. Everything was a lie, everyone was alive. I rolled onto my side after I finally caught my breath to look at the time. I use to be able to sleep for hours. The clock read just past five in the morning, meaning I had only a few hours of sleep. I was exhausted, so that part of me hasn't quite changed. The lack of sleep I was getting wasn't good for me, and my body was finally starting to feel it.
There was no point in trying to go back to sleep, I knew I wasn't going to be able to do that. I slowly sat up and looked around the unfamiliar dorm room. Everyone at Hope's Peak Academy was kind enough to let us stay in the dorms while we all located our families. Some of us were lucky, others weren't so much. I hated these walls. All I wanted to do was be back with my mom. As always, as if it were clockwork, I reminded myself that these dorms weren't like the ones in that...game.
I finally found the energy to get dressed and sat up. We were all given different sets of clothes because there was no way we were going to wear the same clothes we wore in the simulator. The memories that were attached to them were far too painful. I couldn't even wear my hair clip without having horrifying memories flashing back. I remember panicking so bad one day that I nearly passed out. I slipped on the dark green dress that I have no idea why I asked for in the first place. I almost don't even remember asking for it. I slipped on a pair of socks, not even bothering to put on any shoes, and left the dorm.
I was probably the only one who was awake. I walked through the unfamiliar halls and had the sudden need to explore the large campus. Something about understanding my surroundings made me feel more safe. As I walked around, the silence was a little comfortable, but mostly terrifying. I was expecting to hear a body discovery announcement or Monokuma to pop out of no where. I need to find a way to get outside, at least there will be some noise out there. I walked a little faster trying to find my way out of the building.
This school was like a maze. I kept walking by familiar objects every now and then. How to I get out of here? Panic started to consume me and I stopped dead in my tracks. Everything looked the same! Tears formed in my eyes as I backed up against a wall. I just want to go outside! I don't want anything bad to happen! I need noise, I need to listen to something! I squeezed my eyes shut and balled my hands into fists.
"Why are you awake," I heard someone walking towards me.
Without even thinking, I flinched and swung my fist towards the person who had scared me. They stumbled back just before my fist made contact with their chest. As soon as I was able to open my eyes, I looked up to find Ouma standing there. He looked startled over my outburst before clearing his throat. He stood up a little more straight before speaking up.
"Looks like you've learned a lot from Tenko in the game," he laughed quietly.
Instead of getting angry at him about how rude he was, I smiled. I was so happy that Tenko was alive even though her being the Ultimate Akido master was all a lie. Maybe together we could take classes and learn how to be stronger in more ways then one.
"So anyway, why are you awake," he asked.
"I had a nightmare," I admitted, "Now I'm trying to find my way outside. The silence isn't doing so well for me."
Ouma cocked his head to the side, "Want to figure it out together?"
I nodded, no longer wanting to be alone. We walked together in silence, and I found myself getting closer to him. He caught onto my nerves before wrapping his arm around me. I didn't even realize I was freezing until he started gently rubbing my arm. Hopefully it'll be warmer outside, I would hate to ask Ouma for his sweat shirt.
Finally, we found the door that lead to the court yard. Crickets chirped sending waves of relief through me. The sun was starting to rise a little bit and the sight was beautiful. Ouma and I sat down on a bench so that we were able to watch it. I already felt so much better. I don't know how Ouma is like outside of the simulator, but I was surprised that I felt this comfortable next to him after what he put us through.
"So they found my family," he said, "I'm sure you've learned about my little group. I don't know how they were found, but they're picking me up this afternoon."
I looked up at him, "Really? That's so great, Ouma!"
"Yeah," he looked a little upset, "I'm kind of sad though, you know? I've been at this place for a few days now, and of course I've been happy for those who found their family. I'm just going to miss you guys."
"Ouma," I rested my head on his shoulder, "I know it's hard, especially after everything that has happened to us, but we all need to move on. It's good for us."
I felt him nod. I didn't want to see him go like this, and I was trying to figure out ways to change the subject so something more light hearted. Nothing was really coming to mind except for a few moments in the simulator. Part of me was wondering if we all knew what we were saying, or if it was all planned out. I sat up from Ouma and took a deep breath.
"Ouma, do you remember during the fifth trial, when you said that you liked me-," I started.
"Yumeno-chan," he seemed exhausted, "We didn't know what was going on, how was I supposed to know something like that was going to happen?"
"I'm sorry," I sank back, "That was silly of me to say that."
"I will admit," he said, "Even though it was a simulator, I feel like I did fall in love with the ultimate magician in some way. We aren't those same people though, so it's hard to think about feeling like that. I mean, I'm sure you're a super cool person, I just don't know you."
I nodded, "I know."
"If you want though," Ouma turned to me, "I'd love to keep in touch with you."
I bit my lip. As much as I would love to get to know this Kokichi Ouma, it might not be such a great idea for both of us. After the simulator, maybe it's a good idea if we never talk to each other again. The very thought of it hurts, but sometimes things like that are for the best. We sat in silence and finished watching the sun rise. This may be the very last time I ever see him, so I was ready to make the most of it before it all ended.
