Super Danganronpa 2 x Reader Insert|The Ultimate Sharpshooter

Prologue|Part 1|

     You found yourself walking along the streets, posture straightened and a stoic look on your face. It was early evening, the air a prickly cold temperature. There weren't too many people on the streets, creating a quiet and calm time to walk around. You, however, weren't out for your own enjoyment. Rather, you were simply out here because of one of your various errands.

        Keeping your gaze forward, your every step drew you closer and closer to your destination. That was until a certain thing drew your attention. Something light and a solid hit and bounced off of your head, causing your [E/C] eyes to drift to the object and your steps to halt. There, lying on the ground, was a wad of paper strangely attached to a much neater and straightened out letter of sorts. Echoing footsteps hurried away and, when you looked at their direction, you saw the back of a suited man turn a corner before disappearing.

        With narrowed eyes holding a great amount of suspicion, you carefully knelt down to the papers and gingerly picked them up. Carefully, your fingers separated the wad of paper from the letter, unwrapping the messy ball. It was just a piece of blank, baby blue paper. However, the letter greatly intrigued you. There was a fancy yet somewhat typical red wax seal on the faint yellow paper, a familiar crest imprinted on it.

        Not caring for preserving the quality of the letter, you easily tore the wax seal off and opened the letter while you continued your brisk walk. The written words played into your mind, causing your eyes to widen a bit in surprise. Reading the news only made you grip the paper harder and pick your pace up, hurrying to your home.

        As you approached the gates of the most prestigious high school in the country, subconsciously dragging your fingers through your [Hair Texture] hair. Honestly, you couldn't help but feel slightly nervous. After all, you've never been to public schooling. Your mind couldn't help but wonder-- what were the other students like? Will they ignore you and pretend you don't exist? Or will they be kind and forgiving and accept who you are?

        Shaking your head, you smoothed down your skirt. It was weird to wear a school uniform, per se. Your own clothes consisted of a black, pleated skirt that reached a few inches above your knees. A pair of matching black, knee-highs covered part of your legs and your feet donned a pair of felt black flats. As for a shirt, you wore a short-sleeved pure white dress shirt that appeared to be wrinkle-free, the bottom hem tucked under the black skirt. Placed around your neck was a small, skinny black bow. Above that, contrasting your mainly black and white clothing, was a slightly over-sized chocolate-brown cardigan with the buttons unclasped and two front pockets just big enough for your hands. A small, white heart with a small banner in front of it was stitched on the left side of the chest area.

        Attached to the back of your skirt was a holster, holding a small handgun and a few extra bullets. Other than that, you simply had a small black handbag you grasped onto rather tightly. Speaking of which, your hand searched through it before finding a familiar letter. Fishing it out, you glanced at the words that neatly crossed it.

Dear [F/N] [L/N],

We are pleased to inform you that you are welcome into the doors of Hope's Peak Academy! Attending this school will lead to you being awarded the title of the Ultimate Sharpshooter.

We hope to see you there!

        Ultimate Sharpshooter? How on earth did they even find that out? Did my parents tell them? No, they wouldn't have. They liked to keep things uptight and secret, so it was quite the mystery as to how anyone at all - Hope's Peak related or not - would know. With a quiet sigh, you let the thought go for now. You should at least be glad that you're here in the first place. I should get inside before I'm late. I came early so I could find my way around and not be late on my first day-- it'd be a waste to sit out here for so long.