It was just like another day, another me, writting another romance story, for the knights have to die again for the prince to be depressed again.
I sipped my tea.
My fingers run trough the keyboard in a quick pace, adding words to my new romance collections again.
One tittle, two tittles, three tittles. Listed vertically on the other side of the tabble.
Oshinoko, Berserk, and Jigen No Ririsa.
I just bought the light novels last week for my inspiration.
"Ding dong!" My phone ringed me. I checked my phone, 2 minutes left would be the Magrib prayer.
I close my laptop, then went downstairs to meet my step family.
"Salam Abu! I tought you were sleeping." My adoptive Dad said, greet me from below. Kebabs smells worsen my belly's hunger.
"Patient, Abu. It hasn't maghrib yet." My adoptive Mom told me,i guess she can hear the grows of my stomach.
I quickly take a seat as the Masjid voice starts preparing for adzan.
The TV shows my country starts preparing to retaliate the country's opposition murder on our leader. I guess i can't be safe either in my past country as refugee and in my new country, then.
And it was right.
...
I cannot exactly remember what happened. I saw a bright light, some sound of engine, and then, everything turned white. And then turned black.
The only thing i knew now is that i woke up in a classroom. I lifted my head, i rotated my head left, i rotated my head right. And i couldn't believe what i was seeing.
Me, in a classroom. Absolutely similar to the game i just played a week ago.
The classroom's windows are covered a metal seal, and there is Monokuma picture drawn in the board. Just same as any Danganronpa's classroom.
I hold my breath, try to calm myself down.
"C'mon Ahmed, we've talk about this." I pat my own head, keep convincing myself to be stromger and tougher.
I looked at the wall, fife to eight. I got myself up, and walked towards the main hall.
In the hall room, everyone were there. All the characters i knew.
I am so excited. Coming to those faces and plays with their cheeks.
"Is- is this real?!" As i pinched the nonchalant guy with a glass.
"What are you doing jerk?" He raised his voice, still crossing his arms.
They doesn't talk japanese?
I guess they are setted to exactly wich voice choice i picked in my adoptive parent's playstation.
"I, am really sorry, Byakuya!" I apologize to him.
"You seen very different here." A nice girl come to me.
Her blue hair swirls beautifully. The ultimate pop sensation, Sayaka.
"Welcome, Miss Sayaka." I greeted her charmly.
"You seem to have known all of us already. And yet, it's looklike i never seen you here." She stated, a bit confused but try to be humble.
I put my hands on my forehead.
God, fuck my extrovertness.
If Monokuma or the real Junko find me knowing this place's information, i can be dead.
"Oh, actually miss Sayaka, Byakuya, or others like Kyoko. I of course know all of you. You guys are the ultimates!" I happily lift my arms up.
Kyoko Kirigiri, the pink haired girl seemed to notice me. I knew i made another mistake, Kyoko was one of the ones whose information is a secret wasn't it? Hehe. My sweats wetting allover me.
But as she about to walks into me, Makoto Naegi finally arrives.
"Uhhh... how's it going? My name's Makoto Naegi." He said in a bit shy state.
"A bunch if stuff happened. Then i found myself awaked in the classroom." He continued.
"Woah, you too!?" Hiro shouted.
The other studentw such as Celeste and Hifumi talks about the strange things happens.
"Why are you even late, this is a violation to the norms!" Taka got his discipline dictatory targetted on Makoto.
"Hey, calm down. It's not like he can control when to wakes up anyway." Junko told Mondo to stop.
"Yeah, that's right miss Mukuro. Makoto obviously can't-" wait a minute. I think another stupid sentence comes out of my mouth again.
The fake Junko was about to ask me another question when Makoto finally initiated us to know about eachother.
He goes to each one of the characters, greeting them one by one. When he finally went on me.
"Hello, my name is Makoto Naegi. Who are you?" He accepted my hands greet instead of the japanese style greeting. I guess everyone could guess from my middle east face that i am a foreigner.
"I am, Abu. I am from Palestine. What ultimate are you?" I asked, trying to not be too knowing this time.
"Haha. Am just someone lucky enough to be here." He joked. Then he lost in tought.
"Oh, have you talked to Miss Sayaka?" I asked.
"Oh, who?" I pointed my finger at the ultimate pop sensation.
"That girl. She seems to have waiting for you. She had her eyes secretly stealing gaze to you." I whispered. He is a bit confused, i raised my eyebrows.
C'mon mate, approach her.
He finally went onto Sayaka and talk to her.
I about to walk on my way to greet other characters as i heard shoutings from behind.
"Jeez! Why are you even wasting our time!" Taka's voice was so loud.
"I- I guess we can talk about this later..." Sayaka told Makoto as he nod his head.
Everyone was done on the greetings. And they start asking how did they ended up here.
"I just walked to the hall and then i lost consciousness." Makoto told his story.
"What, you too?!" Mondo shouted.
"How did we ended up here, is it kind of kidnapping?" He continued.
"How about you, how did you ended up here, Abu?" Makoto asked me nicely.
"An unfortune maybe? I can't survive 2 Israeli missiles at same time." I laughed. Makoto stay silenced. I don't think he find it funny.
"Nah, you also ended up like is in the same way." He turned his head. Skeptical.
People continued to talk about how weird this place is, until...
Ding dong bing bong.
"Welcome fellow students. I'd like you to come at the gymnasium, right now." Monokuma's voice can be heard allover the place.
"I guess i gotta go now." I quickly ran into the gymnasium while hiding my excitement. Left them alone.
After all, ended up in a game world isn't worst at all. Since i had experienced worse life in my hometown.
Especially a bunker, with tons of supplies? Of course i cannot reject the invitation. Even if it came from Cult of Despair.