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Nattou walked through the halls with a bored expression on her face. She wasn't interested in anything motivating. She already felt awoken by the huge masses of addicting coffee she had drunken in the cafeteria, so sleeping wasn't an option for her. She did find one thing that she wanted to do for once in her whole life- use the sauna.

Nattou walked in the bathouse and took off her coat and shirt. Even though she wore a singlet underneath all of that clothing, she started to suddenly feel cold. She took off the beanie she always wore and kept all of that in one of the lockers. She strolled to the sauna behind the spa and opened the door.

Math. Ugh. Why did Aoi even need math anyway? She was going to be a swimmer, not some mathematician! There was no way she was ever going to need to know the slope of something in her career, right? That was why Aoi was slouching in her 2nd period math class.It’s too early for this! She thought, tapping her pencil against her desk and leaning her head on her free hand. Boring, boring, boring.

Aoi put down her pencil to bring her hand her mouth, yawning as quietly as she could. She could hear the droning voice of her math teacher, yet she knew that she couldn’t pay attention even if she tried. He was just too boring! Everything was just too boring! Why couldn’t they have a swim class? She would get full marks in that for sure. 

Ah, he should be here by now. Komaeda sighed, sliding down against the wall until he took a seat on the floor. He was by no means an impatient person, but the boy had been waiting for what felt like forever, and there was no sign of his neurologist, Yasuke Matsuda, anywhere. Had he gotten the wrong day? Komaeda pulled out his rather beat-up phone only to comfirm that, yes, he was scheduled for an appointment today, and he'd been standing outside the neurology lab for nearly two hours now.

Komaeda pulled his legs into his chest and curled up into a ball. Sighing once more, he buried his head into his knees and decided he'd wait for a couple more minutes before giving up. Matsuda was probably too wrapped up in his manga books to notice the time, that was all. It was unlike him, sure, but it wasn't like it hadn't happened before.

The sound of footsteps broke the silence, and Komaeda snapped his head up. Matsuda-kun? He glanced down the hall and, to his disappointment, saw only another student, barely familiar if at all. No messy-haired neurologist in sight.

How long has it been since she was in Japan, much less Hope's Peak? A month? Month and a half? Maybe more.

Truth be told, she lost track of time, spending so much time in the fun times in Seoul that she had forgotten to come back.

She was only supposed to be gone for three weeks. She promised.

But she lost track of time from being home.

But she was glad.

So very very very glad to be back at Hope's Peak.

It felt like forever since she stepped foot in Hope's Peak! For the longest time, she had been visiting her parents, her 'mother' fell ill, but not for very long and it wasn't as bad as expected! She was overjoyed by this, of course! Well...she was kinda overjoyed by anything! If something made her sad, it had to be pretty bad.

After class was usually a time of socializing for most students, but all Aya wanted was to make it back to her dorm room without any social interaction. These other students weren't worth her time, as "talented" as they might be. Really, what kind of talents were luck, or gamer, or hall monitor anyway? How were those specialties supposed to help you in the real world? It all seemed so silly to her, really. Maybe it was this kind of attitude that made people so wary of trying to befriend her. Maybe that was why she was so lonely.

Aya briskly strode through the halls of Hope's Peak, heels clicking on the hard floor and hips swaying with confidence. A vexed scowl on her otherwise pretty face warded off any who would dare approach the girl otherwise. School was so boring, all she wanted was to relax in her dorm room alone. She'd been lucky enough not to have been assigned a roommate, and she intended to enjoy that luxury while it lasted.

As fate would have it, Aya would not be able to make it to her room without socialization. As she sharply turned a corner, another student had been walking in the opposite direction, and the two collided. Aya, because of her speed, hit the other with such force that it knocked over the student, and brought Aya crashing down after them. To her discontent, she landed squarely on top of the other, straddling them.

Ellie was...easily excitable, to say the least. She had been extremely hyped to go to Hope's Peak, hoping it would be a good change of pace from her old school and a place to make new friends! Honestly, she didn't really miss anyone back in her old town...so that helped her excitement double!!

She was currently standing in the lobby(?), contemplating what she was going to do...there was just sooooo many different rooms!!! She didn't know where to start!!! But...she wanted to get started as soon as possible!!!

She turned around, not noticing another person who had walked up to her. She bumped into them, falling down laughing happily.

Finding her way around the school wasn't easy, and Akane learned that quickly. When she first pulled up to the school, dropped her bags off at her room and shrugged off the sleepiness of an early morning, she soon felt the pang of hunger--a hunger that could not be satisfied by a simple breakfast bar. No, she required a complete, full-course meal, one with smoking chicken and potatoes, maybe some poached eggs, a side of ketchup...

Standing around wasn't going to sate her. But exiting the dorm, she found that maneuvering the halls wasn't going to be easy. Not to mention, Akane wasn't the best at directions, giving or taking otherwise. She'd searched her room for a map first, only finding that it was completely empty aside from a "Welcome your stay!" card that sat on the bed. She peeked out of the room, shutting the door behind her and marching off from the dorm area. Taking a turn at the end of the hallway, Akane scratched her chin in confusion as she ended up near some bathrooms, then continued down the hallway and arrived at the classrooms. 

At this rate, she'd be in Detroit before she found the goddamn kitchen. Although Akane hated to admit she needed help; it was weak to do so, in her mind. In actuality, it was probably no big deal--everyone got lost at some point or another. What was greater: the desire to feel strong, or the need for food?