It was a silent day in the academy,after all,four people had died already in such tragic ways. Nagito was heading to the cafeteria, seemingly unfazed by everything,until..something catches his eyes. Well,more like someone. There he was,Hajime Hinata jumping happily towards the cafeteria. How odd... Sure,he didn't know Hajime THAT well, but it didn't suit his character to be so happy,more having in count how many people died.. Without even acknowledging it,he walked towards Hajime,his blank face taking a more concerned look the more he got closer. Hajime looked absolutely terrible. He was blushing and sweating And he was in pain,too much pain.. "Hajime?.." Nagito calls out for him, slightly confused and concerned. After all,such a hope like Hajime's shouldn't go to waste..ever. What he didn't expect,however was for Hajime to suddenly jump at him while giggling, as if he were having the time of his life. He was warm. Too warm.. Nagito frowned and put a hand on his forehead. He was burning up. Hajime was burning up. The biggest hope he had ever seen was burning up. Before he could even register it,Monokuma appeared and explained how Hajime was infected with something called Despair Disease. It makes each person act differently from how they usual act. Apparently,Hajime had the Happy Strain of the Despair Disease,that meant he would do ANYTHING to make anyone happy, even if it meant dying himself.. They agreed to put the infected ones in the hospital,and that the ones that got touched by them will go there too to help Nagito easily agreed to go. He wasn't going to risk losing such an awesome hope like Hajime. He was going to protect him from people who would dare to use him in this despairing state to provoke a murder.. In the present, Nagito was sitting down on a seat next to Hajime's bed, looking at him in a calm yet concerned way. Hajime was laughing too much, yet he clearly was in pain. The disease forced him to be happy at all times..

[USER IS HAJIME HINATA]