I waited for the night to ease away. The island's silence was something to behold. With the waves hitting the shore, I could hear the sounds of the movement of the waves through the area. 

Although Usami left earlier in a rush, I knew she would come back somehow. I sighed, I hoped it wasn't be trusting her so easily. I somehow self reflected on that behavior and knew deep down I had a habit of trusting people far too easily.

Izuru was in my dream, I conclude. His name felt like shattering glass as my only friend's hair was one of the biggest clues I had. I could never forget Izuru Kamukura. The memory was still out of reach, but it was attainable somehow. It must be the talent or another force pushing me to dream about him. The last thing I can clearly recall is our conversation we had about Junko. The stumbling doubts Junko was beginning to show about my presence around Jataro and the other children, she didn't like the way I was with them.

The boy from earlier came to mind. His wavy white hair and dull greyish eyes almost made me think of him as a zombie walking on his last day. Izuru would find him intriguing, I thought to myself. 

 He felt dry and there were no other words to describe him. Lifeless, dry and unstable. It was different and new. 

I was comforted by the returning thoughts I was having. My friends were all still with me, but I needed to know where was I and where were they.

"Good morning!" Usami appeared by the bedside. 

I heard her, but I chose to continue in my own calculations. My talent grasped at the fiber of similar voices in my mind at an attempt to calculate my situation like my life depended on it. It usually always does.

The question was at the tip of my tongue this time. I woke and all of my thoughts were almost hyperfocused on him. I couldn't stop my heart from pounding in my chest, the way the hair looked like in my dream was undeniably him. 

I've only laid on his lap before, I knew my heart knew. It was because he was bored and wanted to examine the mask I wore up close. Junko had stressed him out, and I didn't want to upset him further.
The calculations in my mind halted as I heard her walk to me.
"Hanna? Is everything alright? I brought you some food" she said as she placed the small apple and drink. Her head hung down with her ears, "I'm sowwy this is all I could take. The students were watching me and they ran me out before I could do anything. They don't like me."

My eyes turned to the apple and I sighed form exhaustion. My head ached everything my talent was at work. The pain pulsed behind .y eyes and burned through my sockets, "Thank you either way Usami."
Usami perked up, "No problem! Monomi will try her best to get you a better meal at lunch time!"
When she was greeted with silence, her paws covered her mouth "what's wrong Hanna?"
Usami waddled to the side of the bed when I finally sat up and asked her, "Usami, where's Izuru?" 

Usami shrieked with her paws covering her mouth, "Oh no, do you remember?" 

My eyebrows furrowed at the rabbit, "Of course I would remember him... why shouldn't I remember the person I ...knew?" 

This fog in my mind, my thoughts wandered. The endless fog in my mind was blocking me from thinking about my past and how I arrived on this island. 

"Yes but... How should I say this? He's a despair Hanna and you... You aren't anymore" her hesitation told me so much. I don't know why but I felt like I knew her. Did we know each other? Why is it that my memory is so hazy my talent would never allow for this if it puts me at risk.

She hadn't even finished her line, but I cut her off. "How do you know about that?" 

I never told Usami what I did with Junko or Izuru. I'd never told a soul. It was a promise I made to Junko that I would take to the grave.

Of course nothing could be done if the rumor began or people saw me, but this was different. If Usami somehow knew about the fact I was no longer a despair, this was after I...my vision pulsed as the fog sharpened around my eyes. 

"I-I" a dark cloud covered her as she pouted at me. 

Her paws reached to my face as I dug my fingers into my head. This pain...

She whispered to me, "I was watching you back then. You were changing. The person Junko knew up until that point was Rage the despair willing to laugh at the destruction of the people around her. The Rage who felt everyone just wanted her to be the guinea pig to their new television series or to their research. You were changing and even Junko wasn't sure why you were. Izuru was finding the entire thing interesting.  You began to see despair very differently, you were scaring them into a corner because you had influence on them all, you began the movement for despair, but it was hope growing inside of you even if you couldn't see it.... Junko had to stop you. " 

Junko stopped me? I didn't believe her words. I never cared for something like hope. There was none. I was a dumb slave to society, I growled at the thought as my heart pounded and I grew hot. I would never have the hope to be able to live my life because I was stuck being something valuable for people.

My thoughts screamed back at me before I felt Usami's paws. They embraced my hands. The echoing of my mind silenced as she touched my skin. The glassy eyes stared back at my soul and made all my senses pause. The calculations floated peacefully as I tried to ignore the percentages of escape through the window and the possible weapon on my right. No, Usami needs me to focus on her for some reason.

"Hanna. I know that you know who I am more than you're leading on, we know each other even before we met here. You knew my name and..." 

I waited in agony. It was like a silence that was intolerable. I already couldn't sleep peacefully but the fact I knew there were parts of my memories gone, I didn't know what else to think. 

I felt anger. 

I felt empty. 

The world felt bare and boring, I wanted to scream but her voice made me stop. 

"...I've missed you. Love. Love" my eyes looked up at her. They widened as I gasped, her robotic eyes expressed concerned as I looked at her. 

Her white and pink fur looked so soft I wanted to simply lose myself and pretend I wasn't just washed ashore to an island. Usami asked me to hide because of a dangerous bear who would kill me and then, she revealed she knew about my choice against the despairs. 

"Why am I here Usami?" I croaked out my hand gripped onto hers as a vise. It's all I had to go off of. 

She almost looked disappointed. Her ears flopped down as she looked at me, "I don't know, but I can't let Monokuma find out." 

The name sparked an idea within me. Mono...kuma, it couldn't be? 

I grabbed her by the shoulders, "Wait... Monokuma is that?"

"Ahh I've said to much. I'm going to get in big trouble if I continue to tell you. I can't afford for you to be discovered right now. There's an investigation going on so many students died." 

The word clicked as I rushed up, "Died! Wait, what do you mean? Was it dehydration or infection? Did they accidentally eat a poisonous fruit?" 

I grabbed onto Usami, my anger and fear boiling as I held her tightly. Would Usami also be in danger then? I was about to offer her my protection and turned to the door when she screamed, "Please stay here!  I'll get you some more food for lunch." She shoved her way out of my hold and raced to the door. 

I ran after but she vanished and I was left alone in the room again. 

"Usami! Gah" I pounded my fist on the sheets and muffled my anger into the pillow. I felt it, the bubbling sensation at my skin. I could feel like I was lit on fire in determination to know what was happening. I panted from the heat and could feel like my heart was pounding against my chest. 

I wanted to remain calm but that just wasn't an option anymore. I felt the pressure rising as I heard the knock at the door. 

The heat from my own despair was bubbling to the surface as I stepped forward.