Date written: September 25th, 2016. Picture in the multimedia is of Hideyoshi Saiki, SHSL Theatre Actor, my OC for UnchainedHeart 's Dangan Ronpa RP.

"Listen, Hideyoshi, and hear me well."

He opens his eyes, the letter clutched in his death grip as he stands before his mother's door, swallowing thickly. He lowers his head, the overly large lenses of his glasses only serving to give him unneeded vertigo as he looks down at his sneakers.

She will be pleased, he repeats firmly in his mind. It is what Mother wants for me, after all.

He raises a hand, gently rapping on the maple wood of his mother's bedroom door. A faint call resounds from within, and he sets his free hand upon the doorknob, twisting it as he lets himself into the spacious room.

She sits with her back to him, her long raven locks unbound and rippling down her back. Her unfeeling cyan eyes stare at her son, and she sets down her brush back onto the surface of her polished vanity table, rising gracefully from her seat to greet him.

"Hideyoshi," his mother says, her voice the same breathy whisper he has grown up listening to. A practiced smile quirks her lips, pale without the touch of lipstick. If he hadn't grown seeing the same smile over and over again since his childhood, he would have thought it was genuine.

A pity he was her son and had inherited the same manner of pulling his lips into the same, fake grin.

"Mother," he replies as flatly, handing over the still crisp letter to the woman. "A letter - from Hope's Peak Academy."

Quite unexpectedly, she forgoes grabbing the letter in preference for taking the astonished seventeen-year-old into her arms, pulling him into an embrace. She holds him close, cradling the back of her son's head as her fingers entangle into his similarly dark hair.

He remains still, stiff within her arms as she pulls away with a delighted sparkle in her usually dead eyes.

"You have been accepted, haven't you, Hideyoshi?" She asks eagerly, tearing apart the envelope. He nods, and she gasps with joy.

"'The Super High School Level Theatre Actor', you've been called in this letter, Hide!" She says, and he blinks. His mother hasn't called him by his childish nickname since he was younger.

She looks up, and he forces a smile. "I do everything I can to make you proud, Mother. If not because of you, I wouldn't be all that I am."

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