I was thinking it's like an experiment. A lot of the effects we start to feel over time mess with our perceptions of what is real and what isn't. It's only when the doors started appearing in the halls we were messed with.

[He glances back to the kitchen door as if it would yield some answers. It won't.]

But if that's the case I don't know what they're to find out. I'm Hinata Hajime by the way. Part of the Reserve Course Department of Hope's Peak. [He might as well get it out of the way since he'd told another person from Hope's Peak he knew what their title meant.]