Dry Toast

[nothatswrong]

[The last thing Makoto Naegi expected was to wake up somewhere with no memory of how he arrived. Again. The first time had been at Hope's Peak Academy, and led to the worst time of his entire short life. But this time was with purpose.

His former classmates... Alive? Could it have been true? If it was, he had to know. He held on to that shred of hope, however small, that it was. After all, hope was the only thing he was really good at.

So while he awoke with no memory of how he got there, lying on the quad, it didn't matter. He was here, at Smash Academy. And he had some friends to find.]

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[ahchoo]

[ Much in the same boat as Naegi, Touko was moving at the shuffle of a turtle, unable to collect her memories of how she arrived in this place as well. Contrary to the world she had faced upon leaving Hope's Peak, this place, this school rather, looked nothing like the grimdark world she was used to. Not that anyone could really get used to that.

Somehow someway, she had wound up here, and the gap in her memories wasn't entirely unusual for a girl of Fukawa's circumstances but Hell if it didn't freak her out after a life of mutual killings. Syo was a maniac but Fukawa? No, she wasn't anything like that! Anyone would be freaked out right now!

So to say that seeing Naegi in this unusual place wasn't a relief would be a complete fabrication to the relief that hit her. She's too stunned to approach, but she does call his name if only out of shock. ]

N-N-Naegi-kun?!

[nothatswrong]

[He was admittedly relieved to see a friendly face, especially one he knew was actually still alive. And yet Toko was always a bit of a wild card in his experience. Judging by her appearance and how she spoke, he could tell it was Toko speaking, and not Syo. That... could still go either way.]

Fukawa...! You're here too?