Koizumi Mahiru
"Y-yeah.. sure. Thank you," Koizumi said, still a little confused at Sendo's answer, before noticing herself on a screen in the corner of the room. What was going on? She quickly rushed over to see what was happening, leaving Sendo for just a moment.
She saw a familiar figure - a blonde-haired girl with a bloodied head and in a slumped position against a wall. "This can't possibly.." her eyes widened in horror while she watched the screen. She remembered taking photos of what happened. She was talking to a brown-haired girl about her pictures she took - about how some pervert could not have killed her, like the brown-haired girl said as an excuse. The other girl confessed, saying she killed the blonde girl. Koizumi was a dear friend of hers, so along with her, she covered up the evidence that she found by saying that some fake pervert killed her, since the other girl said that the blonde used her parents' status to bully others, even if she tried to reason with her.
Koizumi told the rest of her friends that despite the fact that she knew who the culprit was and didn't turn them in, she said that it was a random person that killed their friend. Koizumi didn't help and didn't tell the truth about a murder, and even covered it up. She basically helped in murder, but soon the brown-haired girl died because of what she did. She was always terrified of what might happen to her because of what she did..
When the video finished, Koizumi was quiet for a few moments out of utter shock and despair. Then, she started screaming and crying - she didn't want to be a murderer. She didn't try to help - she made the situation worse and lied about such a horrifying subject - murder. She broke down at that point - Koizumi wasn't there anymore. Her resolve broke and shattered. She didn't care that she was being loud. She wanted to die. She didn't deserve to be alive. Koizumi Mahiru was a monster.
Nagito Komaeda
Komaeda looked at Suzuya with concern in his face, then looked up at the television screen. There was a video, on that certain airplane flight he was taking towards Osaka, a place in which he wanted to visit - his parents were kind (and rich) enough to take him. He remembered there was a sudden jerking on the plane, and it started to barrel downwards towards the earth, killing nearly all those in it including his parents. He was left alive, but he inherited all the money from them, making him a ultra-millionaire at around ten.
At that time his constant swing between good and bad luck started - whenever he had good luck, and equal amount of bad luck proportioned it and cancelled it out. Soon, he had no friends - no family to talk to, and he began to crave hope. He drifted aimlessly throughout life without it, and longed to be of use.
Komaeda wasn't too bothered by his video, but when he saw Suzuya's reaction towards his, the tall boy's face was instantly lace with worry. His video wasn't bad - it was just his past and reminded him how much of useless trash he was. But Suzuya's.. Suzuya's was brutal. "Are.. are you okay?" he asked cautiously.