Intro 1: Welcome To Hope's Peak West!
There I stood, at the gates to the prestigious Hope's Peak Academy West, the United States Chapter of Hope's Peak Academy, headquartered in Japan, an elite private academy that only sought out the most distinct students. This high school sought out high school age kids that were the best in whatever they were admitted into the academy for.
As such, classes were always very small, and the schoolwork was rigorous, but the reward was well worth it.
Graduates of Hope's Peak Academy always went on to become extremely successful.
Yep, if you could graduate from a Hope's Peak, your life would be nothing but smooth sailing.
Oh, where are my manners?
I still haven't introduced myself!
My name is Hubert Swanson, oh, but actually, now that I think about it, I should probably say that I prefer going by Hue, so let's stick with that for now.
I looked down at the letter of acceptance I held in my hand. I could hardly believe it, for...well, for more than a few reasons.
You see, I was accepted into this school as the Super High School Level Logician. I have a habit for being able to piece together tough logical puzzles into their sound conclusions quite easily compared to others my age, and if there's one thing I've learned throughout my short fifteen years of life, it's been that no matter the action taken, there is always a logical explanation for why such an action was taken, though that may not appear to be so at first glance.
This in itself was enough of a reason for me to hardly believe where I was standing.
There was no way an academy like Hope's Peak could actually guarantee success for its graduates, and accepting a logician into their school was a very bold move on their part if I do say so myself.
I had some small digging before heading over here on what my other classmates would be like, and to be honest, I found the whole cast quite suspicious, including a Super High School Level Convict, who had been arrested 20 times in the last four years.
I had trouble seeing how a talent like that could be accepted into Hope's Peak, where graduates became world leaders and whatnot.
Another talent that caught my eye when I saw it was Super High School Level Heiress. This person was the lucky heiress to both a large weapons manufacturing company as well as a well known fashion design company, not only that, but they were inheriting ownership of a couple wealthy estates in various countries from other relatives as well. All this person would have to do was wait a couple years and they would already be set for life. Surely an academy like Hope's Peak wasn't at all needed for someone of this type of social standing.
I did a bit more digging, and found that there was also a Super High School Level Journalist, as well as a Brawler, and a Runner and Database...all sorts of people that seemed like better fits for Hope's Peak than my own special talent.
I looked away from my acceptance letter and back to Hope's Peak West.
I gave a sigh.
It was entirely possible that my paranoia was getting the best of me. I needed to at least give this school a chance.
I slowly stepped through the front doors…
...And they instantly locked behind me.
Every bone in my body was telling me to leave, and both my brain and heart agreed.
I turned to go back the way I came, but the doors had been sealed shut, and I couldn't make heads or tails of any way for me to manually unlock them.
I tried to call out, for someone, anyone, to help…
But my voice wouldn't come out.
No, that wasn't it. My voice couldn't come out. There was some kind of gas being let loose in the entrance hall that I had become trapped in, stopping my voice from forming coherent sounds.
I began to feel weary, and slowly, but surely, drifted out of consciousness.
This was the event heralding the time I would come to spend at Hope's Peak Academy, and the absolute despair that would become my enemy...