Dear Journal,

July 10th, 2020

Hello Journal. My name is Shuichi Saihara. I am 18 years old as of 1 week from now and is a former contestants of Danganronpa v3.

I am writing in you to vent about my issues and thoughts.
Journal, I don't know what to believe anymore.

Makoto said that the deceased contestants become comatose, however, my friends are all here?

I remember 4 days ago when Kaede came back to me.

Flashback Start

[There should be a GIF or video here. Update the app now to see it.]

In Shuichi's room

" Ka-Ka-Kaede?" Shuichi asked standing up.

In front of him was Kaede. She was in her Killing game uniform smiling.

She opened her arms to me.

I graciously accepted by running to her and Kissing her.

" W-woah Shuichi?" Kaede asked taking a step back.

" S-s-since when did you get s-s-so dominate" she asked squirming in place.

I then hugged her.

" How are you here?" I asked holding back the tears.

" Shuichi.." She said holding me tighter.

" I died didn't I..."

" Yes... me,Himiko and Maki.... we survived" I told her. She then held my hand.

" I'm glad" she said with a warm smile.

Something is wrong. Why is she acting like this? The Kaede I remember from before the game would've hit me by now? Or she would've been more dominant with our kiss?

" Shuichi? Are you alright?" She asked me.

I have to test something.

Slight Lemon🍋🍋🍋starting

I kissed her once more and lead her onto the bed. I stared into her eyes as my hand moved to her special area. She blushed and squinted her eyes. I decided to keep going.

I began to rub her area through her fabric. I felt dampness.

She continued to squint her eyes and blush.

Lemon end

This is not the Kaede I remember. I got off her and stopped.

" Shuichi?" She asked coming towards me but not touching me.

" Kaede.... Do you remember life before the game?" I asked her.

" Of course I do" She said smiling at me.

" So do you remember who I was?" I asked.

" Of course! You were obsessed with Danganronpa!" She said confidently.

" Kaede.... what about you?" I asked her. Her face then froze.

" Kaede?" I said reaching out.

She then started to grab her head. " Hah.. Hah. HAAAAAAAH!" She screamed in agony.

" Kaede!" I said lunging towards her. She then passed out.

" No.." I said holding her. She kept her head down.

" H-hey" I said shaking her.

She then looked at me again.

" Shuichi" she said holding my hand.

" I'm glad to be here"

Flashback end

And she is not the only one.
Journal everyone that has come out of the simulator has only their memories from outside the game. However, they have the personalities of who they were in the game.
Tsumugi is the same as me and my sisters. She clearly remembers everything but has her Pregame Personality which I guess is the same as how it was when we met her.

Journal, I've been acting so casual interacting with them. It's natural because all I wanted to do was see them again. Especially after believing for 3 weeks that I wouldn't have the chance.

The only one that is missing is Keebo.

Journal it just feels out of place. I feel out of place.

I have back people such as Tenko and Ryoma who were my actual best friends before the game.

But like Kaede, their not as how I truly remember.

Tenko still treats me as a brother but keeps her distance. Ryoma isn't as encouraging as before.

Maybe, I need to go get used to it. Maybe the people I used to love are gone forever.

Maybe they'll never remember.

.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
MR. Saihara to the cafeteria please! I repeat Mr. Saihara to the cafeteria please!

Shuichi groggily rose from him nap.

" Atua it feels like I'm in scho- did I just say Atua?" I asked myself

I swung my feet over my bed and unlocked my door.

As I walked I was sprayed in the face by water.

In front if me was Kokichi.

" That's for Kissing Miu last year!" He said running off.

Who are these people?

As I continued to make my journey, I noticed Kirumi cleaning. She was doing it normally until she started twerking.

Who are these people?

I got close to the cafeteria as I saw something I never thought I'd see before.

Angie was painting erotic pictures as Kiyo was putting lipstick on.

As I made it to the cafeteria, only one thing lingered in my mind.

WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE?

End