Cookie-Ronpa [] A New Generation

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I woke up early in the morning so I could make Gumball a return gift for what he made me. I looked at what I had in the room since you can't sneak out of the dorm hall this early. I found some beads in a drawer and looped them together to make a bracelet, I then walked over to Gumball's dorm and knocked on the door gently, I got no answer. I knocked once more and still no answer, I know it'd be considered rude but I barged in on that point.. But, he wasn't in the room. I looked around the room to see if he was playing some kind of prank, I eventually got led to the closet and when I opened it..

CRASH!

Gumball fell out of the closet, But he wasn't laughing in fact..

He was dead.

I stood there, looking at his dead body with pure fear. I couldn't handle it.. I screamed and as soon as I did everyone rushed in thinking someone may have happened. They saw the body and looked at it with a similar fear that I have. A bell rang notifying the ones not in the room that a body was, sadly, discovered. 

"Oh my.." White Choco said covering her mouth. "What a shame.. Poor Gumball has fallen." Yoga Looked over and added. "Yes, Fallen to the former Cookies!" Soda glanced. "The former cookies?" He continued. "What's that?" Yoga implied, "The former cookies are dead or fallen cookies, It is truly sad that Gumball, so young but yet so buggy would be the first of us to be a former." Soda looked down at the body. "Yes, I guess it is." I looked over and saw Red Bean looking at something by the body, "Hey guys.. I found a jelly.." He said picking up the Jelly. "You know who this belongs to?" White Choco turned around and left the room after Red Bean pointed out the jelly, yet no one noticed. Chili Pepper looked at the jelly and finally said, "Yeah, I know, I've stolen this from White Choco a ton!" Red Bean looked at her. "A.. Ton?" Chili Pepper said pridefully. "Yeah, And it's funny when she gets mad!" Milk then walked into their conversation holding something. "I found this on the floor, whatever could it mean?" It appeared to be that Milk was holding some kind of sharp object, could it have been used to jab into the victims head? I had so many questions and concerns and mainly, fear for anyone else who will fall into this horrible feeling. Knowing that you could've been there if you really just were willing to accept, that's the feeling, the feeling we all know too well.. The feeling of a loss of hope, the feeling of.. Despair.

A bell chimed as it was time for the trial.