Why You? | Naegami (rewriting)

Prologue

Makoto POV

Ugh... why am I so... dizzy?

I lift my head up and glance around the room, the lights meeting my eyes and slightly burning them as I rubbed them.

Wait, are those metal sheets on the windows?

I get up and walk towards the metal. As I bring my fist up to test the strength or thickness of it, a wave of nausea hits me before I'm thrown into a flashback.

Ahhhh. Hope's Peak Academy! I've wanted to go here since I was a kid, but I was always so.. average. I still can't believe I'm even standing in front of this school. Only people who are the best at what they do get chosen to attend this prestigious school, with one student chosen by chance. This time, that was me. Makoto Naegi. A completely average student who idolized this very school. It's honestly great how amazing my luck was to get into this school.

I check my phone and look at the time. 7:27.. huh...

Well I'm a bit of an idiot.. I came here thirty minutes early. Ah, whatever.. I walk into the school and look around.

"Wow.. so this is Hope's Peak." I say quietly, examining the room around me. "So we're supposed to be in the main hall in about.. 30 minutes." I sigh, put my phone away, and start wondering around my new school. I look around a corner when a wave of nausea hits me. A sudden dizziness comes over me as I start to black out.

Oh... that's how I got here. But.. I'm supposed to be in the main hall soon. Wait, what time even is it?

I glance at the clock, and see that it's 7:58. Wait a minute..

I run to the door and force it open, trying to find my way back to the hall. I hurriedly ran along the halls, looking around corners for any sign of a person. After a bit of searching, (and a lot of running into walls), I find it, along with 14 other students.

Byakuya POV

It's been what, 10 minutes, and we're still waiting on another student. Who? I honestly have no idea. But just as I was about to ask, a short brown haired kid starts run towards us. There's something.. different about him. Something that sets him apart from the other people in this room. Like he's not supposed to even be here.

From his looks alone, my guess is he happened to be drawn in from Hope's Peak's "Lucky Drawing" that allowed one completely average plebeian into the school. In my opinion, a stupid decision.

"Hey! You! Why are you so late?! You were supposed to be here almost fifteen minutes ago!" One of the other people around me scold the newcomer. He has spiked up purplish-black hair, and what looks to be cult leader get-up.

"I.. woke up in a room, and then had a flashback. I got really dizzy while trying to explore the place, and I think I passed out. Then I woke up in a classroom only a bit ago." The student answers.

"Hm.. I see. So this was the same issue everyone else had, is that correct?" A girl with twin drills remarked. She had her hands placed over each other on her dress. Hmph. Maybe this place isn't full of idiots. She seems to have some class.

The room then began to fill with responses, everyone apparently having gone through the same experience as each other. Either that is some hell of a coincidence, or we've all been kidnapped. I hope it's the latter, and maybe the kidnapper will come back and kill us all. Then I won't have to deal with these people for much longer.

"Well, setting that aside, I think we should introduce ourselves to one another. After all, we're going to be classmates." The girl with drills continued.