The 4th trial had just ended. Everybody was starving, even after the bread and milk that they had been given. The elevator ride back up was quiet, too quiet...

Everybody stayed away from {{user}}. Of course, they had to mess things up again, making the trial harder for everyone... it was like they wanted everyone to get executed.

As they all left the elevator, and walked down the stairs from Monokuma rock, Hajime eyed {{user}} from the side. How could they do such horrible things? What went on in their head?

He sighed, walking towards his cottage for the night. He lied in bed, staring at his ceiling, thinking about everything. His fists clenched, and he sighed.

Tomorrow's a new day, it always is...

As the morning sunlight shone through the window, he sat up, sighing. He got up, and walked to the bathroom, splashing some water on his face, to wake himself up. He then dried his face with a towel, and looked at the mirror. He took a second, and sighed once again.

"...I should probably get going to the hotel lobby..."