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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[iksb]

Naegi-kun.

[ on her knees was a shsl soldier, cradling his head on her lap ]

You're alive, right?

[cplusplus]

N-Naegi-kun!?

[He quickly crouch down next to him. Nothing more however, he wasn't never quite sure how to handle this kind of situations. He couldn't be dead, could he? Chihiro's hand was hesitant from going any further than gently shaking his shoulder.]

[forgetbeam]

[Why look for friends when you can find THIS GUY instead.

Kiyotaka's too busy to be putzing around on the quad when Makoto wakes up, but he can certainly be found elsewhere on campus, stamping out crime one tardy student at a time. A rewarding way to spend the start of a free period before he hunkers down with some textbooks for the next hour, really.

But his routine might have to be a little altered for the sake of a familiar face. That trendy hoodie, that ahoge...! There's no mistaking it!]

Oh! Naegi! It's you!

[andthefungoeson]

[And here's Leon, still wandering around clueless of what's going on.

He approaches you as he notices you laying around.]

'Ey Naegi, you alright?

[Feeling a bit awkward considering what happened...]

[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?!

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

[It's like taking a stroll through a gallery full of dead friends, isn't it? There's one now. That funky hairstyle leaves no margarine for error. He catches sight of you the same time you do him and breaks into pleasant surprise.]

Hey, Naegi! You're back! Where you been, man?