Inside was a room of dead monitors and silent servers. But at the far end, behind a glass partition, stood something that didn’t belong: a podium, a single chair, and a wall of photographs. Fourteen photographs of the students. And one more.
Makoto Naegi, the Ultimate Lucky Student, had stopped flinching at the sound three days ago. Instead, he lay on the thin mattress of his dormitory, stared at the riveted steel ceiling, and tried to remember the color of the sky.
“We need a key,” Makoto said.
It was Junko Enoshima’s.
“No,” Kyoko replied. She knelt and produced a lockpick from her boot. “We need patience.” Danganronpa.Trigger.Happy.Havoc-HI2U
“The point,” said Byakuya Togami, the Ultimate Affluent Progeny, adjusting his glasses, “is that we find the headmaster’s room. The mastermind is here. Inside this school. And I intend to expose them.”
“It is now 7 AM. Good morning, ultimates! Get up, get moving, and get killing! Puhuhuhu!” Inside was a room of dead monitors and silent servers
Makoto spun. No one was there.