Junko Enoshima was the Ultimate Analyst. As such the way she looked at the world was different than most people. She saw trends in different things as second nature. This talent had one major downside: everything was predictable, nothing was a surprise anymore. Everything was boring, well, except one thing: Love.

It was amazing how illogical it was. Two people could totally be into each other and they wouldn't do anything about it because of stupid doubts. Junko couldn't be the only one who saw it, and yet it was everywhere! It pained her to see the despair of a love lost or worse yet a love never realized at all.

Junko didn't get to exercise her hobby all that much, until she was accepted into Hope's Peak Academy. Her official papers said that she was the Ultimate Analyst, but she had christened herself the Ultimate Matchmaker.

Currently, she was scooting herself under the guise of a cardboard box to a fountain outside of the school that served as halfway point from the Main Academy to the Reserve course. The fountain also served as a meeting place for her two targets. A boy and a girl, both her seniors, and both in the same year.

Hajime Hinata, reserve course student, poor guy wished to be a student of Hope's Peak, but the fact of the matter is, he had nothing. He had put a lot of stock in Talent and would have probably done something stupid were it not for a chance meeting with Target number two.

Chiaki Nanami, the Ultimate Gamer, far and above many leagues above Hajime in many people's opinions. Junko didn't give a damn about things like "leagues". If a couple was meant to be then dammit, it was meant to be. Chiaki found something of a kindred spirit in Hajime. He was no Ultimate gamer, but at least he appreciated gaming.

"Eagle one to Eagle two, come in in Eagle ." Junko called from her box. Her voice low.

"I can hear you, Junko," A voice responded boredly.

"Muku, Please take this seriously." Junko whined.

Mukuro Ikusaba was the Ultimate Soldier and Junko's twin sister. She had gone missing during Middle school to apparently join an elite mercenary group. She came back just as the two entered high school, and Junko, being Junko, enlisted her to become her ultimate soldier of love. Mukuro loved her sister, but she learned quickly how tiring her antics can be.

Mukuro sighed, "Eagle two copies, over"

Mukuro was currently hiding in some bushes, wearing some camouflage, with a pair of binoculars.

"Do you have visual on me?" Junko asked.

"Yeah, I have a solid visual," Mukuro confirmed. There was a not-at-all conspicuous cardboard box scooting itself over to the side of the fountain that lead over to the Reserve Course building.

"I'm going in."

Junko stood up and discarded the box. Her rose-blonde ponytail flowing dramatically in the wind.

"... Was the box really necessary?" Mukuro asked flatly.

"Mukuro, don't be exactly half of an eleven pound black forest ham." Junko admonished.

"What does that even mean?"

Junko readied herself,and started to run towards the fountain. More precisely, she started to run to the couple playing their games. The "Running Late" ploy always worked like a charm, Junko just cursed the fact that she didn't have a piece of toast to stick in her mouth to complete the effect. She reached the two, and deliberately, but discreetly, hooked her foot on Chiaki's, causing her to tip and fall face first into the ground. Junko would do anything for love, even that.

"Junko?" Chiaki asked in concern.

"You know her?" Hajime chimed in.

"Oh, Chiaki!" Junko said, "I'm so sorry, did I interrupt anything?"

"Uhh…" Hajime vocalized.

"Oh, I did, didn't I? I'm so sorry." Junko proceed to search herself, "Hold on, I think I have something to make it up to you."

"That's not really …" Chiaki began but a white envelope was shoved under her nose.

"Oh, it's not any trouble for me, Coffee houses aren't my thing, really. The fanciest I ever take my coffee is whatever they sell at the donut shop."

Both Chiaki and Hajime were hesitant, but they eventually relented and took the envelope through sheer force of Junko. Junko bid them a farewell and head towards the main building.

All this talk of coffee had made Junko crave a cup. She sat in the Dining Hall while waiting for her sister to catch up. She used this brief reprieve to fix herself up from the fall she had taken earlier.

"So, why did you go through all of that to give them a coffee coupon?" Mukuro asked as she went to sit next to her sister.

"Ah, my little Muku-" Junko started.

"I'm the older twin, remember?" Mukuro sighed.

"And yet you understand so little!" Junko said, as she whipped out a pair of glasses and put them on. She didn't need them, she just thought they made her look a bit clever.

"That particular coffee shop is in range of 3 different Pokéstops, with no less than five En route from the school to to shop. There's an arcade 5 meters out from the coffee shop, It's a gym with a couple of Pokéstops in between them also. I have taken a simple coffee date and evolved it into a Mini pokemon journey for both of them!"

"How did you even get all of that information?" Mukuro asked.

"I asked Chihiro to crack the app for me," Junko said plainly, "You have no idea how much I plan these things in advance."

Mukuro sighed, but she smiled. Despite her snark, she was glad to see Junko happy. Junko's obsession with matchmaking was odd, but at least it was healthy.

"Alright, Muku, what else is on our itinerary?" Junko asked.

Mukuro took out a small notebook and started flipping through it.

"Where should we start?"

Junko adjusted her glasses by pushing them up by the rim (Again, she didn't really need to, But Junko was a bit of an otaku).

"We just got done with Hajime and Chiaki, so let's start with the rest of their class."

Mukuro nodded and started looking through the notebook.

"Starting with existing relationships we need to check on, We have Ibuki Mioda and…" Mukuro Squinted at the notebook, "Question marks? What the hell?"

" Oh yeah, I put that down because the bastard keeps changing their identity." Junko explained, " I mean, I can't blame them, It is their talent after all, but it makes my job so much harder to get them together time after time. It's like 50 first dates, except no one has amnesia and the quirky one is actually funny."

Mukuro paused, as she usually did when Junko went on her rants, "So…"

"I'll check on them, If they're still posing as Ryota Mitarai, we're good." Junko said, "What else do we have?"

"Sonia Nevermind and Gundham Tanaka."

"They're fine, She's weirdly into the occult, He's chuunibyou, They're a match made in…. Hell, I guess… Is Kaz still bothering them?"

Mukuro shrugged.

"I'll have to look at that. Speaking of, How are our problem cases?"

"Well, Kazuichi is still too infatuated with Sonia to be responsive to anything."

"I'll have to look into the reserves again, maybe there's someone there." Junko sighed, "And Nagito Komaeda? Any progress on him?"

"Uuhhh, No, there's not really anyone who matches him on your index."

"Aw, That's sad." Junko lamented, "You're making me sad, Mukuro."

Mukuro just shrugged uselessly.

"You'd think that being Ultimate Luck, some girl would just fall on top of him," Junko leaned back in contemplation, "Maybe Mikan would be a good choice for him… Nah, that sounds unhealthy as heck. What do you think, Muku?"

No answer.

"Mukuro?"

Junko looked to her sister, who was staring straight ahead. She still held the note book but it was obvious that she wasn't reading it any more. Junko examined her sister quizzically. She waved her hand in front of Mukuro's face to no response. Mukuro's steely ex-mercenary gaze was fixed to her target. Junko tried to trace her sisters line of sight to see what she was looking at.

Junko saw Makoto Naegi, her class's Ultimate Luck, fumbling with his lunch. Poor guy, whereas Nagito's luck placed misfortune on others to benefit him, Makoto's luck worked in the opposite direction. Junko really needed to find someone for him. So, Why was her sister staring at the cute little luck bagel? Unless…

"Oh my gosh…" Junkos said, her eyes as wide as dinner plates, she then glomped her sister, knocking her out of her trance, "Muku! Why didn't you tell me?"

"Uh…" Mukuro vocalized, trying to find her bearings in this conversation.

"You like Makoto, don't you?"

Mukuro blushed and quickly release herself of her twin's bear hug, "I-I have no Idea what you mean. He's just some loser, isn't he?"

Junko wagged a finger at her, "Muku, that's not a nice thing to say about your future boyfriend!"

"I just said-"

"It's no use, sis, I can see through you like a piece of plastic wrap!"Junko gushed "Oh, I've waited for this day to come! Ever since we reunited, there was nothing greater I wanted to do than to set my big sister up with someone!"

"Junko, please…"

"Ah, ah! I won't take no for an answer! Operation: Puppy Love is a go!"

"Did you seriously come up with that?"

"Well, You worked with Fenrir, and Makoto's basically the human equivalent of a puppy dog, so it fits!"

"Junko, no.."

"Junko, yes! You won't regret this Muku! I just gotta make the necessary arrangements."

Junko ran out of the dining hall, more pumped up than ever, leaving Mukuro to lay her head on the table.

"I'm already regretting it."