#i'm gonna start messaging people again soon i gotta go socialize with family now

[scarlethq]

wanted connections,

because i feel so bad approaching people without concepts in mind i’m gonna rattle off a bunch of connections that would make sense in scar’s past ofc if anyone wants one hmu but i’mma use this and send it to people i’m plotting with because i’m mf braindead constant help.

song inspo.

( open / m/f/nb ) enemies, post malone. - the enemies trope, everyone’s gotta have at least one. scarlet is sweet to everyone of course but there are people she doesn’t get along with. especially if they crossed her friends. they really could not like each other for something as petty as scar getting hurt over something stupid that your muse doesn’t even know about ( i.e. what they thought was a joke and she took to heart, cancelling plans. ) -- she’s a sweetheart, but she’s got a temper for sure.

( open / m/f/nb ) good together, SHY martin. - the exes trope, this wouldn’t be like the first relationship. rather, this person and scar knew each other before she went to rehab. possibly someone she spiraled with during that year or maybe someone she knew before it all went down. they left before she really fell into her addiction, but when she got clean they started coming around again. the only problem being that things are so, so much different now. and despite trying to release it scar holds anger toward them, and they hold anger toward her. probably the only person who knows scar’s past without any sort of sugar coat. the only person who can get her really, really angry. also the only person she can comfortably sleep with, because deep down she loves and trusts them.

( open / m/f/nb ) lighter, miley cyrus. - the best friend trope. this person and scar just recently met, sharing a love for driving just to clear their minds. it could have been a party they met at and decided to ditch, or maybe one saw the other in a state of crisis and just knew. now, once a week they take a drive. sometimes, they talk the whole time. sometimes, it’s quiet. sometimes they’re screaming the lyrics to their guilty pleasures. but every time, they leave with the understanding that this is their happy place. outside of this they don’t interact much. whether it’s their busy schedules or just finding it awkward unless they’re in the car is something we can talk about but it can definitely be a sweet and just quietly supportive friendship.

past/present inspo.

( open / f/nb ) first year dorm-mate. this is scarlet’s third year, so possibly another third year who shared the same dorm as her during their first run. they’d know about how strict her parents were, but it’s unclear if she told them why she was under such a cautious eye. it’d be sweet if they did know about what happened, maybe they had a night where scar just broke down. now they have a close connection or maybe oh shit maybe it’s on the rocks because scar doesn’t feel super comfortable now that they know so much about her and what she’s been through. could be an angsty we-were-best-friends-now-you-leave-the-room-any-time-i-enter friendship.....

( open / m/f/nb ) the first relationship. scarlet has cut off all forms of dating now but in the past i’d really like an ex who she thought she could be with, really thought was something special, but she broke it off shortly after getting together because she got scared. they would have never slept together, and that could have been a factor into any tension. but, the twist being it’s all her. the fact she couldn’t get intimate with them being a topic she would bring up a lot, challenging them. along with her refusing to tell them why she was so anti-being-touched.

( open / m/f/nb ) nightly check in. while scar does her usual rounds for people during the morning. dropping off care packages and being everyone’s personal mom. this person is a special case scenario. every night before she goes to her room, she stops by theirs. checking in, helping with anything they may be working on. along with that every night she brings the same three items. their favorite snack, a bottle of water and a movie to watch. this person is incredibly important to her. and it might be oblivious to them both, but she has feelings for them. big mood slow burn.

( open / m/f/nb ) comedy regular. one of the many things she does in her free time is comedy, joining the comedy club to just have a good time and a good laugh, she’s found herself really drawn to the story telling that comes with it. so, one friday night she found a comedy club and began preforming. this person is the only person who knows about the show ( other than teddy. ) and found her entirely by accident. we can talk about if she knows they catch her friday nights. mayb one night she’s not there and they’re like hey wtf and she’s like i KNEW I SAW YOU GOD WTF mood . vibes .

( closed / @virtuosc ) well, it was gonna be a puff piece. since she is in the journalism club i imagine... they have some sort of paper maybe not but imagine your muse and scar started talking because she was gonna write an article about whatever they are interested in ( sports, photography, other clubs ) but then she kept asking the right questions to start to get to know them. then the puff piece became just story telling. them telling her stories, her telling them her own. and they’re still meeting for coffee every saturday, despite her not thinking about the article in weeks.

[danganronpa-killing-justice]

The Teacher of a Society

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When Mrs. Nomondai's message had reached the other students, almost all of them started to get out of their seats to begin their first assignment. To be honest, I'm not too sure if I can talk to the other students yet. They all look busy with themselves anyways..heh.

Ok, I'm just lying to myself. I'm not ready to talk to any of them yet. My nerves are to high. Maybe I can just start with the teacher? I do need to properly thank her after all.

With that revelation, I got out of my seat and headed to were my teacher was located behind her desk. She was still holding Sumami in her arms, kinda like a child with their favorite stuffed animal.

When she noticed that someone was by her desk, she quickly looked up and smiled in my direction. By the look on her face, I don't think she was expecting people to come talk to her so soon already.

"Oh! Hi there Nikonomu! Did you wanna talk about something or did you want to see Sumami?" She said while getting out of her chair.

"Oh, I actually wanted to talk to you if that's ok? And maybe after I can talk to Sumami too if that's ok as well." I really hope I'm not interrupting her time, but she did say it was ok to talk to her.

When she heard my remark, she smiled softly while she put down Sumami gently on the ground. "Of course Nikonomu! Ask away! I can't promise I'll answer all of them though. Any questions about my social security number and my life savings will be shut down immediately."

"What? No! I don't want to know about that stuff..." I don't even know my own social security number. Why would I want to know hers? "I kinda just wanted to ask some simple questions and stuff.."

My teacher started snickering at my discomfort, almost as if she knew that I would get uncomfortable. "That ok Nikonomu. I'm just messing with ya, mostly. What is it that you really wanted to know?"

Oh shoot. Now I don't remember what I was going to say. I need to think of something quick so this conversation can get somewhere. Oh wait! I know. "Um.. just a simple question but, how do you know my name? My teachers at my old school didn't even know it."

Mrs. Nomondai's face kinda looked angry for a second, but it was quickly hidden with a knowing smile. "It is kinda simple actually! I just looked you guys up in the school files. I wanted to get an idea about you all before I actually get to know you all, you know what I'm saying?"

My head nodded along to what she was saying. "Yeah, I think do." That's actually really thoughtful to actually want to get to know your students. Hopefully the other teachers had the same idea.

Hm. Now to ask another question. Now that I think about it, did she even reveal her Ultimate to us yet? Was she just really forgetful or was it something that she was ashamed of. Like how it was for me..

"D-Do you mind telling me what your Ultimate is? It's ok if you are uncomfortable telling me it though, since you didn't tell us at the beginning of class.

My teacher just stood there for a minute before violently smacking her hand to her forehead. It took me back for a second but it seemed as if nobody else noticed her abrupt action.

"I knew I was forgetting something damn it!" She grumbled at herself for cursing before she slipped into a more contained demeanor. "I mean uh- let me rephrase that."

Getting into a more confident pose, Mrs Nomondai struck out her hand in order for me to shake it.

"I know you already know my name, but let's start out this year with a more proper introduction! My name is Nototsū Nomondai! And I am the Ultimate Pain Resistor!"

Ultimate Pain Resistor? That kinda explains her more rough looking appearance. Her entire body looked like it was covered face to toe with scars and burns. Self inflicted maybe? I will wait to ask about that, too personal.

Moving on from her skin, she had pale teal hair that was in four different braids that connected to the buns in her hair. One of the braids, the biggest braid, held most of her hair in place while the other three were on the sides of her head and one was on top. Although she was a bit older, she certainly didn't look like it, just a bit weathered I guess-

"Uh kid, you gonna shake my hand or what?"

"Oh yeah! Sorry!" I quickly shook her hand in embarrassment. I should've probably done that in the first place before zoning out too much.

"So, um, you can't feel any pain at all?"

My teacher shook her head. "Nope! Nothing at all. You can stab me, burn me, slap me, and I still wouldn't feel nothing! I'm good at being a human shield essentially."

"Oh w-ow..." That's really disturbing, maybe I can find a more lighter topic to talk about.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a black wedding band glitter on her finger. Marriage sounds like a good topic to talk about. "Not to sound intrusive, but uh, who are you married too?" I had said.

The mood of my teacher had immediately skyrocketed in a pure untamable expression. In just one glance you could tell that she adored her significant other.

"You're not being intrusive at all Nikonomu! I love talking about my wife!" She started to reach for her pocket in a speed that I would've never thought was humanly possible. In her grasp was a purple wallet that you could tell she held dear. When she had opened it, the folds had undone themselves to reveal several photos of herself and her family.

Before talking any further, she sucked in a large breath as if she was preparing to talk for an hour or even more. She continued by pointing eagerly at the first photo. "This is Kura! She is the one I'm married too. We have been together for about fifteen years!"

She then pointed to a lower picture of two teenagers giving the finger at the camera. Actually, in further inspection, one of the kids put up their pointer finger instead. They looked like they even struggled to do that as well.

"That is Tokadora and that is Kiseki! They are my two daughters and they are both 14 year old." When she was done showing off her family, she carefully put back her wallet in her pocket. Her actions kinda reminded me of the dads I have seen on tv when they gloated about their kids to others.

"So.. does your wife also work here also well?" I said in response. She nodded her head before speaking directly.

"She works in the School's Detective Agency and is one of the Child Care Teacher's. She likes to care for people so it kinda fits." She said while answering my question.

More stuff I didn't know about..? "Wait, this school has its own detective agency?"

She nodded once again. "Yes it does! The school has other sections to it as well, but those will all be explained at the entrance ceremony we will be having soon." When she had said that, she checked her watch to see what time it was. "We still have time before that happens, so I wouldn't worry about rushing to talk to your other classmates."

Oh shoot. She figured me out. "H-How did you know I was stalling.." When I had said that, she looked at me with a face that almost told me that she didn't think I was serious.

She let out a sigh before continuing. "Kid, nobody talks to their teacher directly after they say that you can freely talk to others. Students don't normally like to talk to their teachers in a friendly conversation you know? It's most likely to only know what their homework is or what is happening next in the day."

Wow. She was blunt. "I'm sorry.. I'm just nervous about taking to the other students. I'm not used to this kinda environment.. It's too new to me I guess."

Seeing my mood damper, she put a supportive hand on my shoulder. "Hey hey, I'm just playing with ya a bit. It's ok that you're talking to me first. If you are using me to help make yourself less nervous, then I have done my job right! Which is unusual for me I guess but hey, I gotta start somewhere right!"

Even though she is a bit blunt, and probably foaled mouthed, she does do a good job at comforting people. "R-Right! I guess I'm just not to good at taking jokes as what they are."

After I had said that. She took her hand off of my head to cross her arms. "It's ok if you don't realize that some words are intended as jokes, but is important that you say something if they do affect you! I wouldn't want to hurt your feelings. You are my student after all!"

When had she finished talking, she put her hand onto of my head to ruffle my hair. To be honest, it felt nice considering nobody has done that to me before until today. "Yeah, I try to say something if that happens.." If I'm being even more honest with myself, I probably wouldn't say anything. I'm not the type to speak out for myself.

She probably realized what I said was a lie, but she didn't comment on it. "Good! Like I said, I wouldn't want to offend ya on accident."

Taking her eyes off me, she drew her attention to her phone sitting on her desk. "Well, it's probably time I'd cut this conversation short. After you mentioned my wife, I thought that I probably should go check on her. Right now she is babysitting all of the kids because the Child Care is under construction."

"And by all of the the kids, you mean just your own right..?" I asked.

Her face had lost all of her color when I had said that. "By all of the kids, I mean ALL of the staff kids."

"O-Oh...." Jesus, that sounds almost impossible. No, correction, it probably is. Poor Mrs. Kura. I hope that she still has her head after this.

This conversation kinda has been everywhere. It makes me think that I'm forgetting something..

Oh wait! I think I remember. "Mrs. Nomondai! Before you go talk, I forgot to tell you thank you for helping me out earlier. I was kinda getting suffocated by the others..."

"No problem Nikonomu. I'm going to try talk to Kura now, but if you need anything else, please don't hesitate to get me!" She paused to look at her phone for a second.

"I can tell that you're still hesitant to go to the other students, so why don't you go talk to Sumami like you originally said? I'm not too sure if I can get a hold of Makoto in time for the ceremony, so it's probably best for you to get to know what Helpami's are, and you can get to know each other so you're not too scared of them anymore." She said while finishing her thoughts.

That doesn't sound like a terrible idea. "Ok then! Thank you for your time again. I hope you can get a hold of your wife as well."

"Me too.." And with that, she had officially ended our conversation. I guess it is time to talk to Sumami. Hopefully after him I can finally talk to the others as well....