How Do You Do fellow Ultimates?

You looked around the Gym at all of the people. A few of them talking to a light, wheat brown haired kid. And just like that, someone shouted through the crowd.

"Whoa! Hey, another, another new kid?!"

And another voice rang "Yes, we've been through this. We're ALL new here. And counting the new person, that makes 16 of us. I hope this is the cut off point. Or else you're going to have another, another, another, new kid. And that's frankly to many. "

The two laughed, even though the situation felt so grave. You felt yourself smile slightly. And now, here you are. Standing before you are the Ultimate Students that had gotten the same acceptance letter you had.

They were all so vastly different! You found it admirable how so many different people were gathered around. Yet breaking you from your thoughts, the brown haired kid came up to you. And if you weren't careful, you thought you could get stabbed by his hair!

"Hello, I am Makoto Naegi." He greeted nervously. "Did you randomly pass out to?" He cut to the chase rather fast. Except now despite the pleasantries, your brain remembered how dire of a situation this really was. The sinking feeling came back, but you persisted. "Nice to meet you Naegi! But, yes, I did."

"Whoa, really?? Guess that happened to all of us man! Crazy right?" An odd individual interrupted, with hair stabbing out like porcupine quills.

And another person appeared, pale skin like eggshells, and hair black as the crow styled in two spiraling ponytails. "This situation only grows more ominous." The raven haired madame concurred with elegance.

And another interrupted! Fat as lard with glasses, he looked more gopher than human. "So strange" the male whimpered "I declare beyond a shadow of a doubt! That this is a strange situation indeed!"

"Agreed" You nodded. "But, does anyone know what's going on?!"

"Just a moment! There's something else we must address!" A loud boisterous bellow erupted over everyone else. Including you.

"New person! Your tardiness is unwarranted! The papers clearly stated to be here by 8 AM sharp!" The white collared man yelled again!!

"Wh-What?!" You raised in alarm, as the man's red eyes stared into your soul with burning passion. "Are you sure that's even important?!"

"Of course!" He huffed frustratedly "To be late on your first day is unacceptable! I ought to report you right now!"

"Can we all just discuss this again later?" Naegi interjected.

A blonde woman with a head bow nodded responding cattily. "Yea, like, what's your problem? We already went through this when Naegi showed up. It's boring to just repeat the same things all over again..."

"That's right! Now everyone just calm down, we should probably let them introduce themselves at least!" A sporty tan skinned girl excitedly agreed.

Who are all these people?! You questioned to yourself. Jeez, you just now got here, and everyone is already bombarding you. As if this situation wasn't panic inducing enough!

Despite this, it's not like you had much choice in the matter. Many of the students eyed you impatiently awaiting your response.

"I am Y/-" and just as you started to speak. Of course, more interruptions.

"Fuck introductions! You said the same thing when Naegi showed up! I say cut to th' chase, stop spoutin' bull shit, n' let's try an' figure out how we all got 'ere!" A male with protruding curly hair declared despite many other's disagreement.

"I- I agree!" You stuttered out in loud concurrence. "We need to figure out how and why we are here..."

A familiar, snarky blonde added "Yes, but don't you think formal introductions might make it easier to discuss?" Togami sighed "As much as you all annoy me. I do need to know how to address you."

Makoto awkwardly, yet friendly chimed in "Yea! .... So... Y/N, you going to introduce yourself to everyone?"

You were startled and taken aback at Makoto Naegi addressing you by your first name. You hadn't even told him yet!

Have you? He hastily took note of your perturbed expression. Makoto flusteredly hastened to explain himself

"I-I'm sorry, Uh ..." He fiddled with the collar of his shirt nervously. "You see, I researched the college listing so I could get a feel for who I was going to college with. Since I have no ultimate, I wanted to scope people out?"

His hesitance to state the last bit was understandable to say the least. You slowly nodded, showing him you had heard what he said, however finding it slightly creepy.

Thoughts like, How much research did he do? And how much does he know? Entered like spam mail to your brain. Despite this strange epiphany, there was work to do.

"I understand?" You assured with unassurance, scampering away like a deer in headlights, you wished to never see Makoto again after that.

Now looking around again at the capacitated room, you look for someone that piques your intrigue. And, there is definitely someone that stands out.

His lengthy, protruding hair, and grunge, mysterious style, made him seem like someone worth talking to! "Hey.." You greeted, skimming over to the Jo-jo haired man. "I'm Y/N L/N, Ultimate Accountant!"

Silence dangled between the two of you on a thread. The edgy male teetering on his heels in subtle discomfort. "Hey there." He finally responded

"I'm Mondo Owada nice ta fuckin meet cha' " Mondo held out his hand for a shake, you took it, and he shook your hand firmly. "S-sooo.." You stammered, slinking your hand away from his harsh grip. "What's your Ultimate??"

"My Ultimate? That's a good damn question! Fer' ya see, my Ultimate, is the Ultimate Biker Gang Leader."

You gulped at such an intimidating title. He seemed to pick up on it. "What? Ya scared or sum'? Quite rude to be scaredda someone ya just met!" He roared his voice, and you tensed, feeling smaller.

"I-It's just intimidating!!" You squeaked out in a panic, hoping not to offend him further. "Intimidatin' ?" He perked up. "I guess intimidations better than fear. I'd hate to scare away anotha' one."

He crossed his arms huffing. "Still not my fault you're a damn pussy though."

You exhaled deeply, relieved, at least he's not yelling anymore. "Sure? Er, see you around Mondo" You began to inch away.

He saw your discomfort, and you could swear he was slightly frownining. "Yeah, see ya' round" He dismissed you, and you happily took that incentive to leave!

And after that encounter, you can no longer trust your judgement. Now having to be more cautious as you scanned the room for your next target.

You looked for someone that was the opposite of Mondo. A shy, quiet spoken alternative, your gaze shifted to two choices.

A small statured woman with two long, purple braids on either side. Her round glasses framing her nervous, untrusting eyes.

Or.

A more petite female, with short, tufty, caramel, hair. With eyes of the same caramel color. She's nervous, and seems like they would talk in the smallest font.

And yet your judgement beckons you to converse with the purple haired one.

You begin to walk to your choice!

Once stopped in front of the caramel tufted, petite, female, since you aren't trusting your judgement again. You clear your throat. The girl flinches, gazing up upon you.

"Ah.. sorry to startle you" You apologize, holding out your hand for a shake. Just like you did with Mondo. "I'm Y/N L/N"

"Hello, Nice to meet you" They shyly took your hand, and shook it as rough as a feather. "I'm Chihiro Fujisaki... S-sorry about getting startled, I just wasn't expecting you so suddenly."

"It's alright" You warmly heartened them. "I'm the Ultimate Accountant, You?" you asked, the girl shuffled uncomfortably.

"I'm the Ultimate Programmer.... You seem nice! I'm happy that there's someone nice around amidst this weariness"

She smiled sweetly. "Just because it's bleak doesn't mean I have to be rude." You scuffled as well, endeared by her compliment.

Although, you were definitely rude earlier. Now that you think about it. Bombarding Togami with questions, smacking him in the face.

You must have made a disgraceful impression. And out of all people, it had to be one of the richest, highest held, people in here!

The kind of person who would hire you! But now, that job opportunity is down the drain. Good going dingus.

"I suppose you're right" Chihiro said nervously. "The last person I talked to called me a meaningless rodent. So, I guess you're just a breath of fresh air." they'd giggle.

You quietly gasped; appalled at whoever could propose someone, as kind as Chihiro, was a meaningless rodent! "Really!?" You sneered. Chihiro cowered at your sudden outburst.

"D-did I say something wrong?" They stuttered. Your head leveled, as you almost calmly growled "No, it's not you. It's whoever the shit for brains is that called you a rodent."

"I- I don't want confrontation!" They pleaded "I-I just wanted to make my point is all.... It's nice to know you're willing to help though"

You sighed, they were right after all. Confrontation never works, especially not in a school setting. You don't want college detention, if there is one. And besides, not like the principals do shit anyways.

"Alright" You reassured "I won't try to find, or go after them." Chihiro also sighed, relieved and gracious. "Thank you"

But now what? Chihiro seemed to be done talking now, makes sense for someone so shy, so who's next? Getting bored of this monotonous pattern, you wander around the room again.

"Hey! How are you!?" a high pitched, preppy voice rang from behind you, causing you to jump. They must have cornered you whilst you were distracted!

"EeEeEeEp!" You squealed, everyone staring at you blankly as you cleared your throat, turning around. Behind you, was a sporty girl, as preppy as her voice. Her chocolate hair swooped in a tight ponytail, matched with her mocha skin.

"Oh! Sorry about that. But anyways! I'm Aoi Asahina!" She chimed, dismissing the fact you were just scared out of your own skin. And as per usual, you introduced yourself. However shakier this time. "R-Right well I'm.."

She cut you off "Oh I know! I heard you talking with Chihiro! Plus I already wrote it on my hand three times!" You stared at her questioningly. "You wrote on" you paused "Your hands?". Aoi hastily nodded "Yup! Don't act like you don't know." She giggled at you. Don't know what?

What do I not know?!

"Do you really not know" She questioned, and you shook your head. She sighed. "Well, If you wanna remember someone's name, you gotta write it on your hand three times! That's just how it works! I have a terrible memory and ..."

She continued talking for an upward of thirty minutes. Yet, it was oddly pleasant! Despite you not listening to anything but bits and snippets. She distracted you from the weight of everything. You had to give her credit there!

She was rather distracting!

From this long altercation, you got her Ultimate, Ultimate Swimming Pro, her favorite food, her name a second time, thinking she had forgotten to mention it, her favorite time to swim, how she wonders if there are swimming pools here, etc etc the list could go on.

Yet a large, robust, muscular figure appeared beside Aoi as you zoned out. Speaking in a lower, grovely voice, she snapped you back to reality.

"Sorry about my friend" The large woman apologized. You smiled cautiously, somewhat intimidated by such a large figure. "It's really no problem" You awkwardly stated, before Aoi realized her friend had appeared.

She greeted cheerfully "Oh hi Sakura!"

Sakura merely waved at Aoi, placing her hand atop Aoi's head. "So you both are friends?" You quarried. Sakura's sand paper voice responded with agreement. "Yea, you could say that. More so circumstantial acquaintances however."

"Yeah! I was helping Sakura find a way out." Aoi interjected "Then you distracted me." You apologized "I'm sorry for distracting you. But, did you guys ever find any evidence of escape?"

The two shook their heads simultaneously. You sighed anxiously, disappointed. Wow, if anything you thought someone like Sakura could forge her own escape, but if that wasn't even a possibility. Is it really hopeless? Is it truly impossible to leave?

"Why are you two looking for an escape anyway?" The porcupine haired man exclaimed, walking over to the three of you. "I'm sure this is just some prank for us! They'll be here to welcome us any second now!"

"I don't know." You pondered "If this was all an elaborate joke, why were we all passed out?"

"Uh..." The man squandered. Thinking over intensely for some sort of rebuttal. "Well, I'm not the principal or anything, so, not like I have all the answers man!" They snapped back.

"Yasuhiro" Aoi sighed, crossing her arms. "You sure are good at being in denial. But this is serious! We need to find a way out of here! Clearly something malicious is going on!"

"W-Will all of y-you stop arguing a-already??" A quivering female voice reigned. Looking over to her, it was the girl with purple braids from earlier.

Wow, at first, meeting everyone was so episodic. But now, you're meeting so many people at once! How will you even keep up?! Catching glimpses of names from passing conversation instead of direct communication. It seems like this is something you will need to get used to.

"But he's being a dummy!" Aoi pouted. "I am not a Dummy!" Yasuhiro rejected. "I'm just thinking of the highest possibility!"

The braided girl raised her voice a single decibel. "S-Stop f-fighting! I-I know you t-two a-are only continuing to- to spite m-me!"

What? Did she just?

"Hang on braided lady." You paused turning to her. "They aren't fighting to spite you!"

The girl flinched, appalled. "Uwah?! I-I h-have a name y-you know!! What?? Do ... Do you hate me so much y-you don't even want to ask?!?"

"No?" You baffledly refuted. Yasuhiro and Aoi we're still childishly arguing. Sakura trying to get them both to calm down, despite all the stress that was culminating.

"I DECLARE WE STOP ALL FIGHTING IMMEDIATELY!!" A familiar loud, robust, commanding voice demanded. The man who berated you for being late prior, ran over with quick determination.

"I The Ultimate Moral Compass, Kiyotaka Ishimaru!! Declare you all stop at once!!"

Startled silence engulfed the area after Kiyotaka was done reprimanding.

Yasuhiro rubbed the back of his neck embarrassed. "Don't look at me! Aoi started it." He defended.

"Did not!" Aoi hissed.

Kiyotaka furiously bellowed. "WHAT DID I JUST SAY?!"

Sakura, after not talking a while, irritatedly muttered "all of this is pointless. Even looking is pointless at this point, the best thing to do is wait. And arguing won't make that easier."

You nodded in agreement. The purple haired girl huffed."Y-Yea b-but it w-wont change anything w-when everyo-one hates me anyway"

"Noone hates you." Aoi annoyedly stated. "Stop saying that Toko! It's bad for your self esteem!"

"Oh! Her name's Toko?" You peered.

"Y-Yea! I know y-you think it's dumb B-But! Oh! N-never mind! I should just l-leave!" And with her random out burst, Toko ran off.

And you thought you were emotionally unstable. Aoi seemed to run after Toko, and Sakura followed pursuit. Kiyotaka sauntered next to you "You still need consequences for being late" he sneered.

And, of course, not wanting this conversation. You ran off. "H-Hey! Come back! You can't escape consequences!!" Kiyotaka yelled as you ran. You looked behind yourself, as he disappeared behind the chaos. You giggled to yourself before ramming full body into something firm, yet gelatinous, and squishy.

You fell back looking up at the gopher man. He looked down to you, fixing his small, round glasses.

"Oh! Hello there. And I only thought running into people was for cheesy animes!" He offered to help you up, yet you declined after seeing some sort of grimey dust on his hands.

You hoist yourself upwards, brushing off yourself nonchalantly. Cutting to the chase you apologized "Right, sorry for bumping into you."

"It's alright!" He proclaimed in an oddly, deep, overzealous chime. Before returning to normal "I am Hifumi Yamada. However, if you prefer to call me by my nickname"

he cleared his throat, again with the growling voice."THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA!!" And again, his voice went to normal. "I don't mind."

"Riiiight." You somewhat uncomfortably heaved. "It's been a while since I'd been able to talk to so many people at once" Hifumi snorted.

"I may be The Ultimate Fanfic Writer, but it can get lonely. Especially since no one wants to listen to me talk about my interests."

Oh, so he's a Neet, or is he an incel? Maybe a mixture of the two? Either way, he needs a shower. Apparently not only does he look like lard, he smells like it to.

"I am like Van Gogh! Truly unappreciated in my time" Hifumi would droll. You did your best to smile politely. "Ah, I see?? Well, I'm...Y/N The Ultimate Accountant..."

"Accountant?! Isn't that like some kind of servant?!?" He inquired excitedly. "The Servant x Master tropes are always the best..." He smirked, pushing up his glasses with an overbearing white glint. "You have so many possibilities!" He once again shouted in that deep, disturbing voice.

"Hifumi, stop pestering this poor student." An elegant, gothic madam appeared. "I'm sorry about him, he's simply repulsive." She turned to you apologetically, yet remained expressionless. "I am Celestia Ludenberg, however, I prefer if you call me Celeste." Celeste would giggle.

"Alright Celeste!" You smiled, turning to her, blatantly ignoring Hifumi. You hoped he would leave the both of you. "It's nice to meet you. I am Y-"

"I know" she stated simply. You awkwardly laughed, responding "R-Right, you probably overheard Hifumi and I." Celeste nodded, still smiling, confirming your suspicions.

"So, you're the Ultimate Accountant?" Celeste questioned. "Yeah, I am, and you?" You'd concur.

Celeste indifferently answered "I am the Ultimate Gambler. However, doesn't you being The Ultimate accountant mean something?"

"Mean something?" You raised, now with alarm.

"Well, an Accountant is essentially a glorified business aid, is it not?" She proposed.

You frowned a bit at her wording, but she is somewhat right. "I suppose" you'd sigh. "What are you getting at?"

"You should know." And without warning, she vanished, as mysteriously as she appeared. And luckily Hifumi was gone to.

And now, there was only one person left to talk to. A red haired individual, dressed in white, with a red splattered pattern underneath his jacket. You began to walk over to him as he leant against the wall.

You'd begin to stroll over to him. But, right before you made it to him, a familiar person caught your eye.

Togami.

The jerk, all the way in the corner, his aura driving everyone away. He was the only one without someone next to him. As much as you needed to introduce yourself to the red man.

You felt as if you also needed to apologize to Togami, despite him also treating you poorly. This guy can't be that important, right? Surely, surely not getting his name won't be the end of you.

Quietly groaning to yourself, you took a hard left towards Togami. Dragging your feet, already feeling smaller. "Togami?" You'd greet him. He avoided contact, harshly spitting "What do you need peasant?"

"I-I" You stuttered slightly, why are you so intimidated by him? "I want to apologize for how I'd acted earlier."

Togami would scoff in response. "You mean how you'd acted like a crazed loon?" You growled at his harsh response, yet still nodded anyways. Now slightly glaring at him. He glared back. "Sure, I'm feeling charitable today. I accept your crude apology."

"Thank you for understanding Togami..." You stated. He'd sigh, sounding bored. Very bored. "So, peasant. Since I have nothing better to waste my time on. Who are you?"

"Well, I'm not a peasant" you'd huff in response"I'm Y/N L/N ... The Ultimate Accountant."

Togami quieted, seeming to be thinking something. He sneered "So, you say you aren't a peasant, but your ultimate is inclined to indefinite servitude?" He asked mockingly.

"Not only that, but, you have to cater to your higher-ups."

"W-What??" You'd utter in surprise. You'd never thought of it that way before. But, he was somewhat right! Is this what Celeste was talking about?!?

"I guess this forces a connection between you and I." He rolled his eyes. How rude! He acts as if you're the end of the world.

"Since I can't escape this, you will address me as Mr. Byakuya, or Sir. I am not your friend, do not address me as such." Togami growled "I am your boss, you are the worker. Do I make myself clear?"

You nodded hastily, scowling at the very person, who now under strenuous circumstances, is your ruler, your boss. As if things couldn't get any worse.

"Good, you better not disappoint me peasant."

However, things could get worse, much worse. You just had ignorant bliss, away from what was yet to come. Everyone's heads turned, once someone new appeared on the gymnasium stage.

((Hey!! Sorry that this chapter took so long, I simply got slammed by life. That and this chapter is around 3,500 words long. I hope my few readers are excited for the next chapter!! Let's see how this story goes ;) ))