Junko thought (he/she) was perfect. That was saying something because Junko usually thought anyone who wasn't her was trash. Junko watched (him/her) from a distance. She didn't want (him/her) to run away quite yet. Y/N L/N was going to be hers.
Y/N always aimed to please. If anyone asked (him/her) for a favor, Y/N would be quick to do whatever was asked. Y/N was the Ultimate Helper. (He/she) usually hung around people like Asahina, Sakura, and sometimes Makoto.
Y/N felt someone grab (his/her) arm.
"Y/N, could you do me a favor?" a sweet voice asked.
It was Junko Enoshima. Y/N didn't know her that well, but (he/she) made it a point to treat everyone fairly and to do whatever was asked of (him/her).
"Sure, Junko! What do you need?" Y/N asked.
"Come with me." she ordered.
Y/n didn't hesitate to follow her. Junko led (him/her) to an empty classroom.
"Do you need help with homework or something, Junko?" Y/N asked.
"I want to start a game with the students of Hope's Peak!" she said excitedly.
"What kind of game?"
"It will be so full of despair, Y/N! Won't that be so exciting?! People killing others just to go back to normal life! So despairing!" She said, seemingly aroused by the very thought.
Y/N tried to back into the door. This didn't go unseen by Junko.
"You said you would help me! You want the despair too! I can't set this up myself! You have to help me, pet!" she said.
"I'm not your pet, Junko! Now let me out!" Y/N yelled.
Junko grabbed a desk and threw it Y/N.(She be strong.)
Y/N's vision went dark. Junko kissed Y/N's neck. She strapped a leather collar around (his/her) neck.
"You'll see, Y/N! The despair game will be fun for you too! After all, you'll be participating!" Junko giggled as she carried Y/n away.
Y/N wasn't prepared for the horrors of living with Junko. Y/N had been locked in a dark room, chained to the wall. Junko had ripped out (his/her) fingernails to try to get (him/her) to stop trying to rip off the collar.
"Y/N, you'll just love the despair! I'll just need you to spy for me. You'll go places where I don't have cameras. I'll protect you though. No one will kill you in this game." she said.
Timeskip
Y/N woke up to an uncomfortable scratching against (his/her) neck, it was a thick leather collar with a long chain. Y/N clawed at it, but no difference was made, (his/her) fingernails were very short. Maybe (he/she) had chewed them. (He/she) was in an empty classroom. (He/she) couldn't quite remember how (he/she) got here. (He/she) looked around for a clue as to where (he/she) was. A note was found on the desk.
It read: You will report to Junko Enoshima daily, or you'll have to face the serious consequences. There is a communication device in your room. You'll be safe throughout the game if you do so. B.T.W. the game will be explained to you and the other students in the gym.
Y/N entered the gym. Many other students were waiting. They looked somewhat familiar to Y/N. One boy with fluffy brown hair and an ahoge came in behind him/her. He looked just as confused as everyone else here.
"My name is Makoto Naegi, the Ultimate Luck. Who are you?" he asked.
"I'm Y/N L/N, the Ultimate Slave. Nice to meet you, Makoto!" Y/N said softly, gripping onto the chain of (his/her) collar.
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