Hopeful Blacksmith (Danganronpa 1 x OC)

Chapter 1: Welcome To Despair

( Kuno Sawa's pov)

I was standing in front of the school of my dreams, Hope's Peak Academy. A school made for the people that excel at what they do. Why was I chosen? Because I am Kuno Sawa, The Ultimate Blacksmith. I worked with many people to create original and historical weapons and firearms. I guess Hope's Peak found me and sent me a letter, saying that they wanted me to join the main course with the rest of the 78th class. When I told my mother a few weeks back, she was so happy that she went and bought me an outfit "suitable for The Ultimate Blacksmith", as she put it. Now here I stood, utility belts around my waist, gloves covered in metal dust, a bag filled with all of my newest pieces and a huge smile on my face.

"Here we go...", I mumbled as I entered the school. The first room was the main entrance hallway, but something felt odd.

"... Where is everyone?", I questioned no one as I glanced around. I looked at the clock on the wall that said it was a full hour before the entrance ceremony. I took a step forward but immediately regretted it. Everything began to spin like crazy and my whole body felt light as a feather. I tried to balance myself, but with no luck. I toppled to the floor as everything went black around me...

(Later)

I woke up with a jolt on a small desk. I looked around to see that I was in a classroom.

"What...? Wasn't I... At the front of the school? Is this the same school?", I voiced to myself. I looked down at the desk to see a small hand-made pamphlet with terrible handwriting.

"The next semester is about to start. Starting today, this school will be your entire world."

"... Uh... Creepy much?", I mumbled as I looked back at the clock on the wall. It was almost time for the entrance ceremony. I was about to leave when I saw something strange; The windows in the classroom were covered with metal plates. They almost looked... Familiar, but I couldn't quiet place it. This was my first time here, after all. I took a closer look and tried to pry them open, but nothing worked.

"I COULD use one of my tools, but that might not be allowed.", I explained to myself as I reluctantly left the room. I walked around a bit until I started to hear voices coming from a door labeled with an exit. 

"So, no teachers and students in the halls or that classroom, but voices here? Maybe this is the meeting point?", I murmured as I opened the door to the place. In the room, 15 other students were standing in front of a large metal door of sorts. The students turned to me with surprise.

"Whoa, hey! Another new kid?", someone voiced.

"A-Are you guys all...?", I questioned as I looked around at all of the unique faces. 

"Yeah... We're all new here. Today's supposed to be our first day of class.", someone answered.

"So counting her, that makes us 16. Seems like a good cut-off point, but I wonder if this is everyone...", another mumbled. I zoned out a bit to realize that I was standing before the "Ultimate Students" that had been hand-picked by the school. Maybe I was just imagining it, but I swear I could feel a kind of aura coming out of each of them... I remembered that I hadn't introduced myself. I bowed at a 90-degree angle and spoke.