Hajime ran to the burned curtain, praying that there wasn't any more traps. He ran past the broken fire grenades and froze at the scene behind the curtain.

Nagito Komaeda was spread eagle on the ground. Ropes tied to the pillars were around his ankles and wrists. Duck tape was around his mouth with blood splattered on his face. Stab wounds were on his legs and left arm. A hunters knife was going through his right hand. The worst part was the spear impaled through his stomach.

Hajime heard a scream- probably Sonia or Kazuichi- but he didn't care. Hajime dropped to his knees next to Nagito. His heart stopped. Why Nagito? Why did it have to be him?! And why so brutally?! A million thoughts ran through his head, but the one that kept coming back was why? Why did this happen? "... Why did you leave me?" Hajime whispered. Suddenly he screamed. He grabbed his hair and continued to scream.

Someone grabbed his arms and enveloped him in a hug. Hajime opened his eyes to see familiar pink curls. "It's ok Hajime. We're here for you." Chiaki said. Hajime wrapped his arms around Chiaki and sobbed into her shoulder.

"W-why him? Why Nagito? I-I can't believe someone would kill him! And so brutally too!" Hajime cried. The others looked at each other, suspicion and pity written on their faces.

"Ding dong ping bong! A body has been discovered! The class trial will be held shortly!" Monokuma's announcement said. Hajime froze. It's official. Nagito was murdered by someone in this room. Hajime pushed Chiaki away.

"Hajime?" Sonia asked. "I'm going to find out who killed Nagito. When I do, I'm going to make sure they get what they deserve." Hajime said darkly.

Hajime knew what this empty hollow feeling was. It was despair, the feeling that his world crashed around him, the reason he wants revenge. It's all because of despair, and he was full of it.