My 𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 [Yan.Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc ]

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"But let's talk about Alter ego, he is like a virus to this school's system, he is collecting much information as he can." His eyes widened in surprise.

"And...... There is a great chance that the real Junko Enoshima is held captive right, just like Makoto's sister."

He stared into space for a minute then asks, "What if Junko is the mastermind, I am sure that's it."

I turn around to gaze around the room and replied with a shrug, "Could be it." He smirks and nodded.

"Well then let me tell you about the other and the most important thing, did you remember that letter, it said that Hopes peak academy stopped serving its purpose as a school." He nodded, "So what? It could be fake." He wrapped his arms around himself and stared at me.

"No, it is not fake and I could prove it to you by this second." He suspiciously glances at me as he slowly mumbled, "Show me..."

I sighed as I crouch down and pull my pants to my knees. He gapes at my leg with surprise.

"It covers my whole body and my body was spotless before this killing game."

"Huh?! Then why didn't you tell this before?!" He shouts at me with a furious expression.

"Didn't wanna worry ya." I replied with a wink. He grits his teeth and said, "Like I ever would care for a pathetic human being like yours." Ouch, that hurt.

"Fuck you, Byakuya, from the bottom of my heart." I sheepishly replied with another wink.

"Lets move on now, So.......as I was saying before, these scars definitely show that our true first day at this school as well as our first on this cursed land is different. Those both took place between at least a year or two, why? Before these scars are healed and these are some nasty wounds so, it would at least take months to heal properly." He bobbed his head along with my words.

"And I also found this, though Kyoko is the one who truly finds this." I pulled out that picture and hovered it in the air.

He snatches it from my hand and takes a look at it, his whole body stops, after what felt like a minute he said, "Well...this picture explains these scars." I nodded with a pout.