2 Chapter 2: Who are you, again?

They all started grouping, and made small talk in the process. Once they were done, I went to each group and let them introduce themselves. Once that was done, I got back on the desk. "Okay." I pointed to the group with the blue haired girl in the first group. "This group has Sayaka Maizono, Byakuya Togami, Toko Fukawa, Chihiro Fujisaki, and Aoi Asahina." As I said their names, they raised their hands.

I pointed to the next group. "Here we have Ibuki Mioda, Nagito Komaeda, Nekomaru Nidai, Akane Owari, and Baby Gang- I mean, Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu."

And the final group. "Finally, here we have Kokichi Ouma, Kaito Momota, Tsumugi Shirogane, and Rantaro Amami." I smiled. "Is that everyone?" They all nodded except for Byakuya. He raised his hand.

"I do believe someone is hiding something, or someone." He looked at Toko and grabbed one of her braids, tickling her nose.

She closed her eyes and tried to turn away. "M-Master Togami, p-please don't!-" And before I knew it, she had sneezed and was on the floor. Before I could even react, she was up again, her tongue completely out and she somehow had scissors.

"'Sup, bitches!! Who needed me, huh?" Toko seemed to act completely different.

Togami huffed. "This is the serial killer, Genocider Syo. Toko here has DID, so they're both the same person."

Not wanting to seem out of place, I nodded. "Okay, guess I'll have to do some research."

"Alright, I say we split up and look for a way out or at least look for anything important."

Almost as if it was planned, Nagito and Kokichi both interjected. "Why should we listen to you?!" They both walked up to me.

"Are you a smart girl? Or do you hide under a mask like someone with massive insecurities?" Kokichi grabbed my left hand.

"I think we need someone more stable in charge." Nagito grabbed my right hand and they both pulled me down onto the ground.

My head hit the ground hard, and they both pulled me back up. I was heavily disoriented, not able to get back up. They dropped me onto the ground, making me hit the ground harder than before. I was losing consciousness when I heard angelic voices around me, even if they didn't make sense. And then it all faded to black.