Game: Danganronpa 1: Trigger Happy Havoc

"Listen, I don't care what you have to say. You aren't involved in this." As usual, my 'friend' Mondo Owada was being his loud self, but a bit more agressive. "I'm just looking out for Makoto and Fugisaki~San. Mabye you should do the same with your friends." He smirks as if something is funny and he just cannot hold in that laughter of his.

"You are a real laugh-riot, kid, y'know that? That kid, Kuwata and Yasahiro can look after themselves y'know, they aren't 2-year-olds. Well, mabye not Hiro 'cause of how god damn stupid he is. But in reality, You are just far too over-pretective." He thinks I'm over-protective?! I just look after my friends, unlike him. "I'm just trying to be nice and respectful," I scream. "but you wouldn't know anything about friends, would you, Mondo?"

"Shut up, don't make me laugh. I've 'prolly had more bros than you can count. I understand 'friends' and what they're 'bout. I know that you wouldn't, couldn't be and aren't good enough to be anyones friend! Especially mine!"

Heh, He thought that would hurt?

Well, it kinda did, but not as much as it should have. "I know." He looked at me with confusion. "I know what you mean. Why do you think the other to started talking to you?" Shugging his shoulders, Owada said he thought they wanted to annoy him. "Highly unlikely, Fugisaki would be too scared to join in if Makoto had. And it couldn't possibly be the other way around."

Tilting my head down, trying not to make eye-contact the the angry man, "Naegi, how long did our 'coversation' last?" He had replied with thirty minutes. "And for the both of you, please speak honestly, use a word to describe said conversation." He had an idea but wasn't sure on it. Naegi glanced over at Chihiro, wondering what she was going to say in response. She was pondering on her answer, wondering to be nice or rude, or to speak the truth or lie. Then came the answer...

"Annoying." "Somew-what B-Boring."

I smile in pure dispair, the hope leaving my body. This is exactly what I had expected. "See? They became tired of my useless talking, becoming sick of hearing my voice, and came to you instead as a saviour. Do you consider me a friend or even a single mutual?" They both shake their heads [Chihiro], one slow, one somewhat vigorous [Naegi ~Kunn]. "Heh, Well, I thought so." And then, I walk out the crooked dormitory door, and into the small hallway leading towards the dining hall, leaving them stunned in somewhat silence. I'll just talk to Hiro and the others like nothing had happened at that moment. This could be, as I like to say, our small, little secret. And small secret will be kept.

Ship: 💥KiriBaku/PopRocks💥

Shota Aizawa:

I wake up to hear faint mumbling in the main area of the 1-A dormitory. I rub my tired eyes and glance over at my 24-hour digital clock. It's 02:19, and people think it's smart to chitchat. Oh well, I may as well check it out. Rubbing at my eyes again, I put my kitty-slippers on, grab my yellow sleeping bag, turn the knob to the door and walk into the hall.

Everything is pitch black, except for a dimmed light, shining in my direction. I kinda feels like one of the things you see in a fantasy film, when they are just about to head up to heaven I think? I mainly watch horror movies, so I have no idea. I place my back across the wall, trying to blend in with my bright baby blue pyjamas and a worn-down red wall. Twisting my head only ever so slightly to hear who is talking.

"Yeah, right, Sh*tty Hair!" "Shh! Whisper, 'cause you might wake everyone else up.."

It sounded to be Katsuki Bakugou and... Ejiro Kirishima. What would they be talking about that Ejiro wouldn't want the others to hear? I tilt my neck further so I can at least see them better.

"Wait, so you aren't joking?" Katsuki whispers in a still loud tone.

"N-No, I'm not.. Please d-don't tell the others!"

I have never in my life, heard Kirishima stutter like that. He must really not want Kastuki to tell anyone.

"'Tell anyone'? Like, why and who would I tell? Pinky? She only tells secrets of people she doesn't like. Pikachu? Would f*ck up his words straight away. Tape? He wouldn't even care! So who in the hell would I tell?"

"First off, it's Ashido, Kami, and Sero. And second, you could tell a n y o n e you want. Izuku, Ochako, Mitsuki, you could even tell Eraser Head!"

He covers his mouth with his palms realizing how loud he was. No one in this damn school can stay quiet for 2 seconds. It was only when they had began talking again I had realized, my name was brought up. Well, hero name but still.

"Like hell I'd tell that damn nerd. Round-Face would make a big fuss of us, Mom would start calling you her 'son-in-law', and Teach won't do crap."

Wow, that even offended me. Great job Bakugo, hope you have fun in 1-days house arrest.

"S-Still! I know how you act when you are angry, and you spill everyones beans."

"What do beans have to do with this?"

"It's a figure of speech! Like, a metaphor or play on words."

"No idea what any of those mean, Kiri, but okay."

In conclusion, Bakugo is an idiot.

"So, let me get this straight, you are scared you won't even be a sidekick some drug dealer like I said?"

"H-hey! I'm not s-scared, just t-thinking I-I-I won't..."

So that is what this is all about, huh? Ejiro being scared he won't be a good hero? Ugh, this is why my students need to watch what they say, or someone could get hurt.

"You're right, Canada. You won't make it even as a dealers sideman with that quirk!"

What was he doing? Trying to upset him?

"You are gonna be my sidekick! 'Prolly one of the best, and it ain't gonna be all 'bout me. You are my Number 1 bro, bro!"

My eyes widen in shock. Bakugo has a sweet side? In all of my months working with him, I had never seen this side of him. It had seemed just for Ejiro, but I was more than surprised.

"Just don't tell the others what you heard tonight. I cannot let them know I can be nice, kay?"

"A-Alright?"

"Also, remember this. You are perfect in every way possible. Never forget how amazing you are, Red Riot."

I had recommended to them the day priar that they begin to use hero names in public and in school if they had wished. Ejiro bends his head down slightly, and it seems he begins to cry. Ground Zero, calming him down, places his head on his. He had managed to calm the poor kid down, and I hadn't even done anything. Red was always worried that he was simplistic, or mediocre. He even called himself unoriginal for 'copying' Crimson Riot. He does this on the daily, multiple times a day to the point where it gets worrying.

Now that Ground Zero has calmed him down, Riot thanks him and starts walking my way, toward the dorm rooms. I hide myself behind a small, wooden table.

"Oh, hey Bakubro?"

"What is it?"

"Thanks. Let's hang tomorrow night, 'kay?"

"Heh, sure babe."

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I retrack my brain, "Heh, sure babe."

He said it and I had never realized! I just thought they were really close friends! This is the one this Mic and I have been waiting for, 2 of my problem children to D A T E ! I can't believe this, I need to-

"A-Aizawa~Sensei? What are you doing, laying on your sleeping bag in the hall?"

"I-I uh..." WHAT DO I SAY TO THE DAMN KID? 'HEY, I LISTNED TO YOUR WHOLE CONVORSATION AND I'M GONNA TELL EVERY-FREACKING-THING WITH A PULSE???'

"I think I walked over here in my sleep? I've got no idea anymore, kid."

"Oh, I didn't know you could sleepwalk! I'm surprised you hadn't tripped over the bag." Ejiro says, smiling at me with his shark-like teeth.

"Oh, by the way.. It's, like, quarter-to 3 in the morning, why are you lot up?" I thought this would have been the best time to ask over all.

"Oh, just, talking 'bout schoolwork and hot chicks, y'know? C'mon let's get you back to bed." Kirishima says, before grabbing my hand, and pulling me up.

"Thanks."

Your secrets are fine with me, kiddos.

Game: Super Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Dispair.

Teruteru:

I need to tell Momma. She needs to know. This... this is the best thing that has ever happened to us. This could pay the bills, this could help buy Mama's medication, this could help Mama and her health, this could save Mommas life. I nedd to stop crying and tell her, but I can't. I cluch harder on the small leaglet in the palms of my hands.

"Teru, baby, I brought you some bent- H-Honey, why are you crying?" Mama trumbles over to me, in pure shock. I try to wipe my eyes, but the tears just keep poaring out. "I-I did it..." I mumble. "Sweetie, you are gonna have to talk louder so Mama Bear can hear you, mkay?" That was my silly nickname for her, and I will cherish it until the day that I die.

"I-I made it..." "Made what, honey?" "Hope's Peak Academy.." I can see the colour drain from my mothers face, before restoring itself and forcing her to hug-tackle me. I can here her faint sobs, her tears dripping onto my combed hair.

"K-KIDS! Your brother has something to t-tell you! Family meeting in Teru and Kai's room!" My mother shouts, with my brother, [Kai], walking in first, followed by everyone else.

"Teruteru, baby, do you want to tell them or should I-I?" I ponder on the thought, while we are still crying. "Look, babay bro, if you are the reason Momma is crying I swear to-" "HE MADE IT TO HOPE'S PEAK ACADEMY!!!" Momma had cut Kai's words with my pleasant little secret, almost making him drop Kaiyo. All of my sibling stood in shock, even Kano, and just to make sure, Koda, my sister snached the letter out of my bear hands. "He... He actually got in..." she states, unamused.

I was rather the stupidest, ugliest and youngest in my family, well, other that my 2 year-old brother and 3 year-old twin sisters. That seemed to be why they were confused. 'How the hell did that little squirt get in before me?' they must be thinking, and, well, I don't know. I take the note back, and read it through in my head:

'Dear Mr Teruteru Hanamura,

We lovingly and pleasantly wish for you to have the chance to join Hope's Peak Academy! Only the best of the best shall be able to join our school, and will be presented the Ultimate Talent they deserve. You now have the title, 'Ultimate Cook' or 'Super High School Level Cook' as of joining Hope's Peak. You shall meet at the school at 08:00 monday morning in the main hall, and we shall introduce you to everyone. Thank you very much,

Jin Kirigiri.'

It read in messy, scribbly handwriting. It was real, right. I pinch myself, It's real. How... How me? Why me? Why not the others? Why not Kai? Why not Koda? Why not Koji or Koki? I hade to be the one that was special, special school, special name, special life, special truth, special me.

Why was I special?

"Y-You best decide what you will wear tomorrow, Teru baby. I-I wouldn't want you getting bullied on your first day. J-just be you, try and make some friends and...," My siblings had walked out of the room, "Don't... Don't forget me, okay baby?" I smile reassuringly. "I will never forget you. Never in a million of years. You made the diner what it is today, so that is all I need. You, myself and this diner." She glances down in surprise. "W-We made the diner what it is today," Momma looks back up at me, "All of us, together. As a team. As a family."

As a family, even though I have barely contributed, I feel... Included.

Momma walks out of my room, giving me privacy. I couldn't believe it, my dream school including me?

I quickly sort an outfit fo the next day: A white polo shirt, my red apron, the bandana Mama had bought for me, black leggings and a pair of boots. I'm not sure if I will change them the next day, but he knew he would have fun. Searching on 'Google Maps', I had tried to locate the High School to see how far I would have to walk. Huh, around 25 to 30 minutes? I could make it by quarter-to-eight. How? That's a secret.

The 'Ultimate Cook', huh? Well, why not chef? It sounds cooler, and the school is popular for the students cool talents. Meh, I'll just say I'm the Super Hig-School-Level Chef.  "Hey, Kid." I hear a voice behind me say, Kai's voice specifically. I couldn't tell him to get out, because we share a room together. "Yes, Kai?" I wasn't allowed to swear at him, and he wasn't allowed to at me. "Tell me, how the hell did you get in Peak?" He asked in a growly voice.

"I wish I could answer that for you, but I can't. I don't know anyone else that is going, so I wouldn't be able to ask them to let me in. Sorry bro." He rolled his eyes at me. "Don't call me 'bro', idiot. I know you did something to get in that damn school, and I will find out."

Trailing out, dragging his feet back almost, Kai left the room without another word. I wish I could have answered him, but I just couldn't seem to get the correct and final answer. There were so many wonderful people going, and I was one of them. There was the ultimate:-

Mechanic - Souda Kazuichi (Known for winning multiple world records of machines and wording robots.)

Yakuza - Kuzuryu *unknow* (Has killed over 10'000 people along with another accomplice.)

Princess - Miss Sonia Nevermind (Owns an entire kingdom, and rules along side her boyfriend, Gundham.)

Breeder - Mister Gundham Tanaka (Rules a kingdom along side his girlfriend, Sonia or the 'Dark Queen', a fellow ultimate.)

And so, so many more! How will I blend in with the crowd?

How can I survive?