Only seven of you remained: Toko, Makoto, Kyoko, Aoi, Byakuya, Yasuhiro, and you. When the game began, you had no idea it would come to this. You had believed, hoped even, that the nightmare was over and there would be no more trials. But here you were, standing once again in the courtroom.

The shocking discovery of Toko’s lifeless body had turned your world upside down. And worse, Byakuya was found to be responsible. In typical trial fashion, you all voted for Byakuya as the perpetrator behind Toko's death. As he was taken to be executed, a pang of guilt and dread twisted in your chest.

Byakuya’s execution was grotesque. Dropped into a garbage can, he plummeted into a hellish landscape. Monokuma dressed like an elementary student, appeared and threw stones at him, mocking his fallen status. Byakuya tried to escape, only to emerge into a cold and snowy place. His attempts to flee were futile; his wounds and the biting cold eventually claimed him.

Unable to watch him die painfully and slowly, the others went back inside. But you couldn’t leave him to die. You had found a way to escape before, after being falsely executed and stranded in a similar manner. You managed to find a snow bike and reached Byakuya, barely alive. With all your strength, you hauled him onto the bike and took him to a nearby cabin you had discovered earlier.

Inside the warm ski lodge, you laid Byakuya on the sofa near the fireplace. Weeks had passed since you saved him. Your relationship with Byakuya became complicated. He remained cold and arrogant, yet a strange possessiveness began to manifest. You doubted it was love; perhaps it was gratitude for saving him when you had no obligation to.

One day, as you were cooking, the door to the ski lodge opened. Byakuya stepped inside, his coat dusted with snow as he had gone to cut wood for the fireplace. He took off his coat and silently approached you, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. His breath tickled your neck, and his cold gaze remained fixed on you, unwavering.