Chapter 2

                                    

                                          


                          


                          
The door closed behind me however, I heard others trying to keep it open. I cried continuously. It was much sadder than those two chasing me. I fell to the floor to cry more easily. "He didn't remember me, why, what did I do to deserve this? My stupid talent, I will never be remembered now! I hate this, I hate this, I hate this, I hate this, I hate this, I hate this! THEY CAN PROMISE BUT THEY WILL ALWAYS FORGET ABOUT A STUPID WASTE OF SPACE LIKE ME! EVEN NAGITO HAS A DAMN CHANCE!" I screamed, screaming my sadness out always helped me. I scrunched up on the floor tucking my knees under my arms. I just sat there like that. When I continued to cry a thought pierced the darkness of my mind, "Isn't...Chiaki...Dead? Where is (Y/F/N)? Why is Hajime here and not Izuru?" These three thoughts pierced my thoughts like a flaming arrow shot through the darkness, creating a path. 
                          
I opened the door and closed it behind me. I immediately heard a groan from my class, the despair class, they were... hopeful? I walked up to Chiaki and immediately bombarded her with questions, "Where is (Y/F/N)? Why is Hajime here, and third aren't you-" "Here follow me, I'll explain," Chiaki said sternly. I followed her to the door, and opened it for the two of us to leave. We were in the hallways alone. "Yes the Chiaki Nanami the SHSL Gamer, Class Representative is dead. I am Chiaki Nanami the SHSL Gamer, Observer of the Neo World Program, and an AI is alive." Chiaki said. "We are in a program?" I ask dumbfounded. "Yes that is why Hajime is no longer Izuru, he was programed that way. As for our friend, (Y/F/N), she is missing. As soon as we uploaded her, her Character went missing," Chiaki continued. "She is missing?" I say. "Yes and don't mention her okay or Izuru or anything discussed here! Also if Monokuma comes back... I'll need your help okay?" Chiaki said intensity engulfing her voice. "Yes," I confirmed. "I will protect my friends this time for sure," I thought.
                          
We reentered the room closing the door again, to be re-greeted with a reprise of groans. As I enter I move back to my desk, much happier than I had been today. Hajime began to apologize for his bluntness, but I cut him off ensuring everything was okay. There was one condition for my forgiveness. He easily waited attentive to what I was about to ask of him. "Never forget me." 
                          
"OF COURSE!" Hajime basically yelled as he pulled me into a hug. I was startled by his actions, but I returned the gesture. I was so... happy. I began to cry happily. Hajime felt it I think, and he began to rub my back in a comforting way, murmuring words of reassurance. After hugging for what felt like an eternity he released me once he was sure all the tears were gone. I moved swiftly back to my seat and thought about looking for my other friends. I thought it would be okay. I remembered the scary Ibuki that was once my friend.
                          
Flash back
                          
I saw colorful lights cover the crowds. I heard the sound of a guitar being strummed in a way to induce pleasurable despair. It was accompanied by a girl dancing her heart out to it, inspiring more people to kill. I stole a glance and realized it was Ibuki and Hiyoko. Hiyoko was in a gray-ish kimono and had a pale yellow paper fan. She was so mischievous and inspired so many bad things. Ibuki was playing her heart out with the guitar, her hair wilder. She was so crazed with despair it was scary. I ran away to get as far away from the sound the despair. I prayed it would end soon, this tragedy.
                          
Flash back end
                          
I snapped out of the memory, luckily in time for Ibuki to come in, her normal bouncy self. "Hello it is me I-B-U-K-I IBUKI M-I-O-D-A MIODA! PUT IT ALL TOGETHER AND WHAT DO YOU GET, IBUKI MIODA!!! I AM THE SHSL MUSICIAN!!!!" Ibuki greeted happily. "Hello I am (Y/N) (Y/L/N) the SHSL Nobody," I greeted a little less bubbly. "AWWWW Ibuki feels so sad about your title!!!! You know what Ibuki will do? Ibuki will make songs about you to chant so Ibuki never forgets you!!!!!" Ibuki shouted full of emotion. I run hug her. That was my greatest fear, the scariest thing ever, to never be remember and forgotten through history.