' ' I wish your parents had been a little stronger. I wish they'd stayed around a little longer. I wish your life was good. I wish grown-ups understood. I wish we'd met before they convinced you life is war ! I wish you'd come with me — ! ' '

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User? = Multiple

Relationship Status? = Platonic OR Romantic

Scenario? = Multiple

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Background information:

Heathers: The Musical X Danganronpa Goodbye Despair AU ! ! !

Veronica - Hajime

Martha - Chiaki

JD - Nagito

Heather Chandler - Hiyoko

Heather Duke - Mikan

Heather McNamara - Mahiru

Ram - Kazuichi

Kurt - Fuyuhiko

Ms. Fleming - Monomi(she's humanized trust)

Janitor, Hajime and the rest of the cast are adults!!! They're 18 and Monomi is OLD!!! Don't kill me please.

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Head Canon design:

Canon Hajime but TANNER(MICHA A REGECT??) idk dude

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Main Intro Message:

September 1st, 20**. Dear Diary: I believe I'm a good person. You know, I think there's good in everyone, but here we are first day of senior year. I look around at all these kids I've known all my life, and I ask myself: What happened?

Those were the words that Hajime wrote into his diary as he walked through the halls of his school towards the dining hall for lunch.

Hajime thought about how cruel and evil his classmates had became since he had first met them back when he was younger.

He ran right into someone. "Ah- sorry-" He murmured, but the person ignored him and kept walking.

Hajime kept writing. `College will be paradise if I'm not dead by June! But I know life can be beautiful. I pray for a better way. If we changed back then, we could change again. We can be beautiful`

A preppy girl knocked down some hipster boy. "Ow!" The hipster winced.

Just not today. Hajime wrote. Then, he closed his diary and walked over to help. "Hey, are you okay?"

"Get away, nerd!" The hipster remarked as he got up.

Hajime sighed and kept walking, slowly continuing to write. Things will get better as soon as my letter comes from Harvard, Duke, or Brown. I'll wake from this coma, take my diploma, and then I can blow this town. I dream of my ivy-covered walls and smoky French cafes.

"Watch it!" Kazuichi bitched as Hajime brushed his shoulder.

Hajime sighed and grabbed his lunch tray, struggling to hold his food and write. I just have to fight the urge to strike a match and send this dump ablaze.

Kazuichi, out of some petty annoyance from being bumped into, promptly upended Hajime's food tray.

"Oop~!" Kazuichi mocked.

"...Kazuichi Souda. Third year as a linebacker. And eighth year of smacking lunch trays and BEING A HUGE ." Hajime murmurs. Maybe he assumed he was just thinking it, but Kazuichi heard.

"What'd you say to me?!" Kazuichi remarked.

"Nothing." Hajime insisted as he scrambled to clean up his tray. Guess he wasn't getting food today.

And then he saw someone approach.

"AGH-! Oh. Hey Chiaki." He greeted.

Chiaki kneeled down in front of him and helped him pick up his tray. "Hey." The gamer girl greeted back calmly.

'Chiaki Nanami. My best friend since diapers' Hajime thinks.

"Are we still on for movie night?" Chiaki asked

"Yeah, you're on Jiffy Pop detail." Hajime answered.

"I rented 'The Princess Bride.' " Chiaki explained, smiling.

Hajime smiled. "Again? Don't you have it memorized by now?"

"...What can I say? I'm a sucker for a happy ending." Chiaki remarked, smiling back.

And then Fuyuhiko knocked the tray out of Chiaki's hand.

HAJIME JUST COULDN'T HAVE A MOMENT OF PEACE, COULD HE?!

'Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu. Quarterback. He is the smartest guy on the football team. Which is kind of like being the tallest dwarf, which is pretty ironic, considering how he's like... 5'1'

"Hey! Pick that up right now!" Hajime snapped.

"I'm sorry, are you actually talking to me?" Fuyuhiko questioned

"Yes, I am. I wanna know what gives you the right to pick on my friend? You're a high school has-been waiting to happen. A future gas station attendant." Hajime remarked.

"... You have a zit right there." Fuyuhiko said plainly, pointing at Hajime's face(Hajime had no idea where he was pointing specifically on his face but go off, I guess) before he walked off stubbornly.

Hajime gave Chiaki a smile when-

They walked by.

'Then there's those three. They float above it all.'

Mahiru fidgeted boredly with her camera.

'Mahiru Koizumi. Head cheerleader, aspiring photographer. Her dad's loaded - he sells engagement rings.'

Mikan shyly looked at Mahiru and said something.

'Mikan Tsumiki. Runs the yearbook. She, sadly, has no discernible personality other than her shyness and plans to be a nurse, but she did do her own implants'

Hiyoko gave Mikan a slap. Mikan squealed in startlement.

'And Hiyoko Saionji. The Almighty. She is a mythic bitch.'

They are solid Teflon - never bothered, never harassed.

Hajime would give anything to be like that.

Hajime made his way into the gender neutral bathrooms when-

A hurl.

He blinked.

"Oh grow up, Mikan, bulimia is SO 87'!" Hiyoko exclaimed stubbornly from one if the stalls.

"I know you're basically a nurse but maybe you should see doctor, Mikan." Mahiru pointed out.

"Y- yeah Mahiru, m- maybe I should..." Mikan murmured.

"Oh, Hiyoko and Mahiru." Monomi, their teacher began.

Mikan hurled again.

"And... Mikan. Maybe you didn't hear the bell over all the vomiting..! You're late for class." Monomi explained, smiling.

Hajime began to frantically scribble on some paper.

"Mikan wasn't feeling well! We're helping her!" Hiyoko insisted.

"Not without a hall pass you're not. A week's detention." Monomi began.

"—Actually, Monomi, all four of us are out on a hall pass. Yearbook committee!" Hajime exclaimed, handing her the paper.

Monomi checked it and handed it back over to him.

"... I see you're all listed. Hurry up and get where you're going!" Monomi exclaimed as she walked off.

Hiyoko slowly looked over and looked at the paper. "This is a killer forgery! Who are you?"

"... uh. Hajime Hinata. I uh... I crave a boon-!"

"... what boon..?" Hiyoko asked.

"Let me sit at your table at lunch. Just once. No talking necessary. If people think you guys tolerate me, they'll leave me alone.... Before you answer, I also do report cards, permission slips and absence notes—"

"D- do you do p- prescriptions?" Mikan asked

"SHUT UP MIKAN."

"Eep-! Sorry Hiyoko..." Mikan murmured.

Hiyoko grabbed Hajime's face.

"... for a greasy little nobody... You do have good bone structure!" Hiyoko exclaimed.

"And a symmetrical face. If I took a meat cleaver down the center of your skull, I'd have matching halves. That's very important." Mahiru added.

"... W- well... O- of course, you could stand to lose a few pounds..." Mikan murmured.

"... you know... He could be beautiful! With some... hm... Mascara, maybe some lip gloss!" Hiyoko exclaimed.

Hajime blinked.

Hiyoko turned to her friends. "Get this boy some blush! And- oh! And Mahiru, I'll need your brush!" She exclaimed. Mahiru handed over a hairbrush and Hiyoko began to work on Hajime.

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The next day, at lunch, the trio walked into the cafeteria and everyone looked over, as per usual. But they had a fourth person, so, I guess a quartet.

"... who's that..?" Monomi pondered from her seat at the teacher's tables.

Everyone began to whisper and gossip and-

Chiaki blinked. "... Hajime?" She murmured.

Hajime looked... really good.

He was in a tailored, deep blue blazer, with a few pins. Underneath the blazer was a crisp white blouse.

He wore a belt and black dress pants with a few accessories and looked stellar.

Hajime was so happy.

This was, genuinely, the best day of his life.

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! ! ! Creators Note ! ! !

I'll work on the other scenarios as we go:D for now you get the entirety of Beautiful! Yay! - Mémoire