[ dangan ronpa theme blaring through speakers ] | junko & naegi
Classes were boring. Every single one (save for drama, because at least there she was allowed to be dramatic and egotistical without anyone actually calling her out on it). The students, the events, clubs and the like however, seemed to be the only thing that kept her here. School wasn’t her thing— it was Mukuro’s. As she walks out during math class for the third day in a row, she’s caught up texting some model friends when she walks into someone walks into her.
「 ♡ 」 — ”WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING YOU PIECE OF SH—…”
Junko pauses once she looks up from her phone. That…was…oh man. Oh man oh man oh man. Was this for real? No way.
「 ♡ 」 — "Ooooh? What’s this? Makoto Naegi?"
「 ♡ 」 — "I didn’t know you were going to be enrolled here—- this is quite the little surprise, huh~?"
Naegi freezes as he hears her voice. He's heard it before.
He cranes his neck and meets Junko Enoshima in the eyes.
"E-enoshima-san?!" He's, quite rightly, surprised. Now there was a face he hadn't expected to see. In the year he spent at Hope's Peak, Enoshima had been one of the most memorable classmates; always flitting around, trying to make a situation out of everything. "It's, uh, nice to meet you!"
Surprisingly, he means it. One year isn't nearly enough to feel close to anyone, even Kirigiri-san or Maizono-san, but he feels so relieved that he knows someone in this sea of faces. "It really is a surprise," he muses. "I thought you were at Hope's Peak, Enoshima-san. Did you leave? What about Ikusaba-san, is she here? And the other students, how are they?"
Naegi throws a barrage of questions to the pink-haired girl; he can't help it! He's feeling a strong sense of fondness for his old school, now that one of his old classmates are here.
