The Quintessential Elite

The only Option

Kiyo POV

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"Come again bitch?" The 4 people in the room stared at me, all with different reactions. The supposed 'mother' of mine was staring at me, with her jaw unhinged to the floor. Mr.Sakayanagi raised his eyebrows and was trying not to laugh, the 'father' of the year was smirking at the women, and Mr.Nakano was staring at me and looked amused at my comment. This is your fault old man, well, your daughter's fault. I need to stop hanging out with Nino.

Mr.Sakayanagi was seated at the front of the table, while my Father and 'mother' sat together on the right side while there was Mr.Nakano on the left. There was an empty seat across the table in front of Mr.Sakayanagi

-"Not even 2 months and you have devolved into a neanderthal, how far the mighty have fallen" my father said, glaring at me

-"yes, but he is still mightier than you, bob the builder" did Mr.Nakano... make a joke just now? And i was the ultimate tool master, i should have that nickname

Laughter soon came from the man at the head of the table, as he looked at the interaction between the two other men with sad eyes

"I'm sorry, it's just the last time Marou made a joke, you weren't even alive" so they all knew each other then? Before i could think any farther, my 'mother' spoke up

"we shouldn't get off topic. You three know that we have a purpose for being here. So stay on topic" she glared at the three, making them all refocus. Why did they listen to her? How did they all know each other? So many mysterious

"I'm sorry about that Kiyotaka. Please, take a seat so we can start" She said, i decided to at least here what was about to happen, as is should have to do with me being in this school, and the new teachers

"So then, do you have any questions before we start?" i did actually, but decided to shake my head, wanting to hear what they wanted to say before we got started

"Very well then. Mr.Sakayanagi, can you please start us off?" she looked at the old man, who returned her gaze with another sad look, before changing his expression and refocused

"very well. We should first welcome you back, and I have to ask. How was your taste of true freedom? I know it was rather short cause of circumstances, but you still got it nonetheless" i looked at the older man, then at Mr.Nakano, who stared at me with nothing showing in his eyes

"it was...nice. I got to wander around the city, and explored it to no end. I got to ride a subway, which was rather crowded. But it was my choice, and I loved every second of it. There were 5 rather annoying people i had to look after" i glared at Mr.Nakano, then my father, in which the ladder smirked remembering that he said there would only be one "but they turned out to be interesting, and i consider them friends now" i decided to stop there. My 'mother' was smiling at me rather warmly, and had tears in her eyes

"That's great dear. I am happy that you are finlay out of that place, and got to enjoy some freedom" I looked at her, and felt mixed emotions. This person was supposed to be my mother, but she left me in that place. I am not mad at the fact that I was raised in the white room. Quite the opposite, I was grateful for the abilities it granted me. But, mothers should not allow their children to go into a hell like that. That was my problem. She left. And i never felt like this before, so whatever it is, this feeling, i don't like it

"It was nice. But I have to ask. Who are you, and why do you keep claiming to be my mom? My mom died..." i glared at the old man "a long time ago, or so i was told" she then proceed to glare at the old man