Don't Give Up Hope! (Male!OC X Danganronpa)

Talking Stuffed Animal?

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Hopes peak academy stood tall. A center peace that just begged for attention.

It was a very elegant structure. Nicely built, planned out perfectly. The best design for the best school ever. You could just tell it was full of rich snobs.

Ryoji always thought of breaking in for a couple nights, just to get a taste of comfort. Though he never went through with it, he did plan out several ways to get in. But now he doesn't have to act on those plans.

Just like the building, Ryoji stood tall at the gates. He was recognized as an Ultimate and invited to attend the fine establishment. It was funny and creepy. The school had been watching him and had mistaken his friends house for his own, so they delivered his letter and uniform to her house. It gave his friend ample time to edit and restyle his uniform to something he wouldn't like. She always did that to his clothes.

Ryoji huffed through his nose. He was ready, this was it. His life would forever be different from here on out. So with a little pep talk, Ryoji stepped through the gates.

He smiled bright and took a couple more steps before everything turned black. Nothing was around him. What was happening, did he die? Is this death? Aw man.....

...No wait there is the door. When did he get there? Eh, who cares, less time spent walking.

With a sudden urge, like someone pushed his shoulders to make him move, Ryoji headed for the door. He grabbed the handle and slid it open.

Inside stood 15 students. Several sat down, several stood, and all of them stared at Ryoji.

"Oooooo! Look, look! Another person! Are you a freshman too?" A girl with long black hair and blue and pink bangs bounced on her feet. She had piercings on her ears and 3 on her face. 2 horns sat on her head, presumably made out of her hair...? She smiled extremely wide.

"Uh...yeah. I got a letter, this is the 77th class right?" He closed the door behind himself, still glancing around the room.

"That's correct, everyone here is a freshman like yourself." A very stoic looking girl spoke up. She had glasses and piercing red eyes. Her silver hair complimented those eyes extremely well.

"Hmmm, I don't believe everyone is here yet, so hold off on introductions. I believe most classes have around 17 students, we're still missing some people..." A rather larger individual scoffed. He was definitely a rich snobs of some sorts.

Ryoji nodded to their words and made his way to a desk in the classroom. He didn't sit down, but leaned his hands onto the desk. Everyone here looked so special. One guy had a scar on his eye and hair that stood straight up. This tiny girl had on a traditional dance kimono and big pig tails. These people were cut for the fit of Ultimates.

"Y-You look pale, are you o-ok?"

Ryoji snapped his head towards the voice. A girl with choppy purple hair stared at the door.

Ryoji followed her gaze to see a pretty basic looking guy standing in the doorway....she was right he did look pale..

"I... I'm..." The boy looked around the room several times. He honestly looked spooked, like he saw a ghost.

"Hey, maybe... Did you also just enroll here?" A redheaded girl with a camera stepped forward.

"...Ah! Are you all...?"

Shark tooth man put his hand on the back of his head and smiled. "Yep! That's what it looks like. We're the new students here."

"They're probably gathering all the new students in this classroom."