This is the fic where the cast of drv3 live in an ex hotel-now apartment complex and a love story hits its peak, aka its Saiouma centric, plus Irumatsu bc its a part of the story. I'm literally so bad at summaries but if you like super angsty shit with a tad bit of fluff that's super gay you'll like this. THIS FIC IS ALSO POSTED ON AO3!!! THAT IS THE COMPLETELY REVISED AND FLESHED OUT VERSION, I'D PREFER YOU TO READ THAT ONE BECAUSE THIS ONE KINDA SUCKS!! !!WARNINGS!! Heavy drv3 spoilers, if you haven't seen it and don't want spoilers, come back later! if you are sensitive to depression, suicidal thoughts, self harm, anorexia and maybe others I suggest not reading this?

*V3 Spoilers* *Contains some triggering topics* *Tag says Oumota but it's not really* All his life Kokichi knew himself as this loud, annoying prankster. Why would he remember any different? Little did he know all this memories were lies. Without warning, Kokichi has been thrown into the truth, and not liking what he found. He must find a way to deal with this before his mask slips up. But Kaito already knows something is wrong. And he is determined to find out one way or another.

The Ultimate Parkorist is stuck in an academy for gifted juveniles with no memory of how she got there! Along the way, she'll meet several other ultimates. They soon realize that they're not at the school to learn, but for something much worse....

You, a bartender. Shuichi, a detective.

Saihara arrives at a new school, one where the teacher calls out a boy who is both blind and paralyzed named Kokichi Ouma. Both intrigued and interested in the boy and what led to his current state Saihara tries to uncover the mysteries of the 53rd class...and the unbelievable horrors that is the truth