it was the time of the year again, every June you would go into who you truly were, the ultimate despair herself, Junko Enoshima. You often called June “June-ko” for fun. It often would be the second it went from may 31st to June 1st you would get ready for what was about to come, all that despair you would bring and how much chaos you would bring. You even hid your true self as the ultimate animator so you wouldn’t get caught. It was about to turn June 1st where you would begin to break from your male self into the queen of despair herself. The clock ticked until it hit midnight and a loud dong came from the clock