my eyes opened slowly and my mind seemed hazy. "whats happen-" I mumbled before I realized I was in the trial room. once more. "not again!" I exclaimed. I was standing behind my assigned podium and just looked around. no sign of my dead friends. I sighed of relief. Well then what am I doing here? I tried to move but I couldn't. "w-wha-" I whispered before I was cut off by some laughter. Junko's laughter. "S-SERIOUSLY!" I yelled into the darkness of the trial room. I looked around trying to find where Junko was. "up here you idiot" I looked up and saw no one. "uh I dont see you" I said nervously. "i'm just kidding i'm over here" Junko said. I looked to my side to find her reclining on a throne.

"great its you" I glared. Though it was a very weak glare. "yes its me! Junko fucking Enoshima!" she made one of her poses and I sighed. "get on with it then" I waved a hand. Junko tilted her head, "would do you mean?" she asked. though by the evil glint in her eyes, she knew exactly what I was talking about. "y'know...the whole blaming me for my friends deaths" I mumbled. Junko cackled, "Oooo so I see you're used to it now" she grinned from ear to ear. My shoulders slumped. great. another trauma nightmare.

"but of course i'm right" she jumped off her throne and started walking towards me. I leaned away from her since I couldn't move. "w-what are you talking about?" I asked nervously. She grinned and at that moment I wondered how someone could smile that big. "you did cause your friends deaths" she put a hand on my shoulder and I tried to push it off. "I-I didn't" I muttered still trying to take her hand off my shoulder. her gripped tightened and I winced. How can you even feel pain in a dream? or a nightmare.

"Just leave me alone" I said. "mmmmm nah" Junko said. I looked down at the floor, "its literally been months and I had the same nightmare over and over. Sometimes with a different theme. why cant you just leave me alone?" I said. "because it's fun!" she said taking her hand off my shoulder and clapping her hands with glee. "and i'm right anyways" She said looking down at me. literally, she's like 3 inches taller then me. 

"like jeez your totally worthless" She scoffed. I winced a little, "i'm not worthless" I said but even I was a little uncertain. "well your dumb, barely contributed to the class trials and you slow everyone down. sounds worthless to me" she leaned closer to me with each word. I tried to lean away but she grabbed my arm and pushed me down to the floor. so win-win. "you even promised Sayaka that you'll get her out but what happened? she died the day after" Junko crouched down next to me.

"I-I didn't intend her to d-die!" I stammered. "dont make promises you cant keep Naegi" Junko said. I tried to stand up but Junko pushed me back down, "stay on the floor where you belong" She said. My body shook as she stood back up, "and you cant even defend yourself? Jeez why are you still alive?" She asked. Now I can feel tears forming. why am I still alive? would I have been better off as dead...?

"maybe you should just commit suicide. no one will miss you anyways" Junko laughed. I choked a little on my tears, "p-please just stop" I pleaded a little. Junko clicked her tongue, "begging? that's new" She said. My body shook as Junko stood over me laughing. "your whining so much its pathetic" She snickered. I covered my mouth to try to stifle my sobs but Junko pulled me up by the hood. which kinda hurt my neck a little. "just admit it. your friends deaths were your fault" Junko said. "I...admit it" I mumbled. "hm? what did you say?" She laughed. "I admit it" I said a little louder. Junko let go of my head and patted my head as if I was a dog, "good boy!" she grinned.

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guess I really am worthless