“Hey, Mondo, look at this.” You held up a photo that was the two of you. But it was impossible. Before this killing game, neither of you two had met.

“The hell?!” Mondo snatched the photo from your grip. The two of you were laughing, sharing a snack at the very school you and sixteen other students were held hostage at. “Is this even real? Or another one of Monokuma’s tricks?” Mondo exchanged a glance with you, both of you equally as confused. You two looked so happy in that photo.