This is my first fanfic ever, but I'm going to try my best to deliver a great story.
This Oregairu's fanfic has some OCs and the story may be moderately revolved around them in the future.
And this story will be a lot different compare to the LNs. Furthermore, the characters are meant to be quite OOC to create a fresh taste.
Most important, there will be action and supernatural elements, so be prepared.
I'll try to update every two weeks. However, since my schedule is hectic, there will be delays.
Finally, enjoy reading.
Disclaimer: Oregairu doesn't belong to me, but to the talented author Watari Wataru.
Chapter 1: Fate will be changed. Hachiman is the first to experience it.
A typical and dull morning at class 2-F.
I was sitting at my desk, head burying in the arms, trying to get some sleep before Hiratsuka Sensei arrived.
Last night was horrible. I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night. My whole body was covered in sweat, and my heart was racing frantically. I was shaking and gasping. Did I have a nightmare? I just couldn't remember. Anyway, it took me an hour and a half to return to my slumber. During that time, I tried my best to recall what had happened in my dream.
But it's futile.
However, I got an unpleasant premonition about tomorrow. Maybe I should have made an excuse and stayed home already. Yes, I should have. Then, none of those would ever happen. But then, I would die.
Life is indeed cruel.
I could hear the cackling sound of heels colliding with the linoleum floor, which meant Sensei was , as usual, was wearing her lab behind her, there were two anomalies, wearing the school uniform.
New student?
"We'll have two new classmates today everyone, please welcome them."
Everyone clapped their hands to welcome the new students, except me. What a superficial ceremony.?
"As expected." I heard a voice, but was unable to find its source. Somebody has noticed my actions. Was that Hiratsuka?
But her face was pointing to the direction of the newcomers. Strange. Well, whatever.
Next, one of them began to speak up.
"Hi, my name is Mizuna Esk. My father is an American, and my mother is a Japanese. I'm very excited to know all of you guys." She spoke in a perfect Japanese accent.
All, does that includes me? Nah, maybe not.
The girl called Esk reminded me of my Komachi through the figure. She was as slim as her, but a bit shorter than Komachi. She had orange hair and azure eyes, which was quite dazzling in her white complexion. She had a childlike, innocent smirk on her small face.
This reminds me of some vixen. Urgh, forget it. By the way, she could be as cute as my little Komachi. Ugh, what did I think?
I was trying to erase those weird thoughts out of my head when the other student spoke in a deep and somewhat frightening voice.
"Hello. My name is Vallencia, Vallencia Asgardian Tomix. I will be joining you from today, so I sincerely hope that we get along as soon as possible."
The guy was nearly six feet tall, and had a very pale skin resembling a vampire or zombie, and silver hair which was being dyed yellow by the color of sunlight. He had a deep blue eye, so deep that one could be lost in there upon gazing too much. But that wouldn't happen for his one terrifying feature: a long scar on his right eye. It extended from the middle of his forehead to his cheek. Furthermore, his cold and solemn other eye gave off a suffocating, ghastly aura. Worst, the one eye that was open wasn't more pleasant because it was slowly moving left and right, observing carefully every one of us like a predator. Yes, he had a predatory glare.
Is he even a human? And how the hell you got that scar?
"He is a good person Hachiman. Sadly, few could ever comprehend that." That voice again.
"Huh? Wait, what?" I unconsciously blurted out those words. Did someone just…
But at that time, none was speaking. The class's gaze was focused on the two new classmates, especially the guy. There was nothing but silence after the spine-chilling words of the man. It seemed like as if everyone had been holding their breath, which is not strange. After all, he might be the most dangerous-looking person one could ever encounter. I would have been that scared too, if I hadn't been this confused.
What was that voice? Who could have made such an answer? Was my mind being messed up for lack of sleep. No, I must have been involved in some kind of creepy government mind-controlling project. Wait, why it has to be me anyway? This is bad.
"Don't worry, you don't have any kind of hallucination, it just pure telepathy." The voice resonated in my ears with a warmer and friendlier tone, but I could feel the cold running in veins as I was trying to figure out what was happening.
Telepathy? That is it, Hachiman. You are definitely being insane for lacking of proper sleeping. You should rest in the clinic today.
I stood up and broke the silence.
"Sensei, I am not very well today. If you please, I must go to the clinic."
"Hum?" She stared at me for a while. Yeah, I didn't look that ill.
"You can go, Hachiman." She said, and then asked the two students to choose there seats. Wow, that's quite easy. Too easy, I guessed.
I walked leisurely towards the door, expecting that a nice nap might bring back my normal self. Maybe I should use this opportunity to skip the morning lessons. Ah, life suddenly feels much greater.
"Hey don't leave. We just barely met you know."
That voice made me shudder and stop right before the exit. Dammit, can't you leave me be you stupid imaginary voice?
"Ok then, see you later."
I froze at my spot. This outlandish conversation had reached its peak. Now I started to wonder whether it was me being extremely paranoid or all of those words had truly been from someone.
The thought made me terrified.
I had to sleep as soon as possible before I completely lost my sanity.
"Hello, Hachiman" Yukinoshita said to me as I opened the door.
"Hi" I replied boredly.
Then I got down to my seat and opened my unfinished book. This morning had been both terrible and wonderful. Thanks to those crazy voices in my head, I managed to get a day off studying. And I hadn't heard them again after I woke up. Seems like I just had had a minor mental illness.
As I was being engrossed in the story, someone barged in. It's the same old Yuigahama.
"Yahallo Yukinon. Oh you are here too Hikki. Why not at the clinic?"
So my appearance is quite unexpected, heh? What a shame.
"I felt much better." I curtly replied.
"Really? That's great." Yuigahama cheerfully said. She shouldn't be that happy for my being better you know. Being excessively nice is no good.
Yukinoshita remained silent the whole time. She kept reading attentively and ignored everything around. What a bitch!
"Hey! That's not very nice of you. She is just too concentrated in her book."
That…voice. It's…happening again. I now trembled in fear. The mysterious voice wouldn't leave me alone. My head must have gone really crazy, or there was something much more dangerous hidden behind this paranormal event.
I took in a deep breath. This voice was not actually that horrible, right? I could now have some…thing to talk to.
" Really, thanks. I promise that I mean no harm to you." The voice shifted from a serious to a friendly tone.
This situation was now quite like some mangas in which the main protagonist had been communicated by an unknown voice via telepathy. How funny and CRAZY life can be!
But why it had to be me?
"Because you're my target, or to be precise, our target. Oh look, a flying pansu."
"What, a flying pansu?" I blurted out my inner voice. As a result, Yuigahama and Yukinoshita had turned their eyes to me, disgusted.
"What is it, Hikki?" Yui was the first to ask in a deep and terrorizing. She seemed quite "curious" after my stupid remark. How could I fall for that simple prank?
"Nothing." This day couldn't get any worse.
"You don't have to be worried, Yuigahama. It's just that he is so perverted that he mistook reality for his fantasies." Yukinoshita coldly spoke, lowering the temperature by 50 degrees. Hey, it's not my fault.
"I see." Yui sent me a glare, making the temperature drop another 50 degrees.
"Why would you do that?" That annoying voice again spoke. How I hate you now.
"Save that for yourself. Anyway, who are you?" I focused my raging thoughts into a non-verbal hollering.
Did that flying thing truly exist? Yeah I guess, for I'm now talking to something using my mind!
"It does exist. I'll show it to you." The voice change to a sheepish yet tantalizing tone.
"The thing that should be shown to me is you, whatever you are."
"Oh, that's right, my bad. Alright, can you drop your book to the floor Hachiman?"
Why? How does dropping a book corroborate your existence?
"Just do it, and you'll be surprised." I bet that whatever was talking must be smirking as of then.
The book was let loose and fell to the floor, and something really crazy happened.
Yukinoshita, who was flipping a page, stopped right in middle of the process. Yuigahama, who was typing something on her phone, didn't move a bit. And the books descent was halted. It was only about 40 centimeters until hitting the floor, yet it wouldn't continue. The law of physics had been broken.
I was petrified.
No, I meant it. I couldn't move either. My whole body wouldn't listen to my commands. I couldn't hear my heartbeat nor the rustling sound of the winds outside or the clamor of the stupid jerks outside. And I wasn't able to breath, yet I didn't need to. The feeling was so bizarre, like for that very moment, oxygen didn't matter anymore. The urge to breath wasn't there though I didn't respire. I lost that instinct.
I guessed that was what happens to you when you are an undead.
Of course I wasn't, I was still alive and healthy. The only difference was that TIME SUDDENLY STOPPED.
Nevertheless, I could still think and be aware that something was happening. Now I truly believe in that voice.
"That's great, don't you think?" The voice cheerfully commented.
What is going on? I must have screamed at that point given that I could.
"That's enough." Another voice cut in our talk. It had an intimidating inflection.
And then, time went back to its normal rhythm. My book continued its journey to the floor, thus making Yukinoshita and Yuigahama notice.
Yet I couldn't bring myself to pick it up. I was both stupefied and horrified. My mind was preoccupied with so many questions. Such uncanny things had been so unimaginable to conceive. Telepathy, time manipulation, things had definitely gone out of control. How could this day turn out like this? Wait, these things all started from…
It must have been one of them. More possibly both. What will my fate be? Is it going be like in some mangas where the main character suddenly encounters supernatural forces and discover he is some cliche chosen one. Or will I be killed and revived as a zombie? Actually that's quite nice. Or will this be something totally else.
The stream of thoughts was disrupted by Yuigahama's question.
"Are you truly OK, Hikki?" She had a caring mother's tone, which was quite soothing at this time.
"You seem rather unwell. Your face is pale and yours eyes are even grosser than normal. What happened?" The Ice Cold Queen didn't miss a thing, as usual.
"It's nothing. I was just daydreaming a bit." I bent down and picked the book.
"I'm glad that you are fine, Hachiman!" What seemed to be Yukinoshita's words echoed in my head, but it was very tender. I blushed. What was that? Did she just…It couldn't have been hers.
"This is her true thoughts. Do you like it?" The otherworldly voice now continued to its conversation with me.
As much as I wanted to ask about that whole true feeling thing, I decided that there were more important questions to be asked.
There seems to be two of you, right?
"You got me. We act as a pair." So it was confirmed, they both had their part in this. What is your goal? Why I had to be involved?
"I want to be your friends."
You lied. I instinctively replied.
"Oh, it seems like your ability is active even in telepathic communication. Back to the main point, that's just a test. And yes, I don't intend to be your friend, but to be your guide."
My guide? What does that mean?
"We'll discuss further tonight, on your bed. By the way, I'm Esk, but you may have known it already."
What did that imply? I could sense blood running to my cheeks. I imagined that girl Esk lying in my bed, doing something.
"I'm glad you are excited." The girl said playfully. "See you tonight. Bye"
I never said that, did I? Great, I wonder what will happen.
"Good afternoon, my dear students." It was Shizuka-sensei. She looked fired up.
"I told you to knock the door before entering, sensei."
"Sorry, I was so excited to tell you all this great news." Sensei said with a big grin on her face. I can sense that something bad is going to happen.
"You all will have new members in your club. And they both volunteer to join you. They said they hoped to help others as much as they can."
"What?" We said in unison.
The ones join this Service Club willingly must have some mental problems or too naïve.
I snickered at that thought. "Sensei, are you serious? You didn't force them in any way, did you?"
"Your faith in me is too low, Hachiman. Of course I'm telling the truth." I'm surprised that she hadn't given me a fist for my remark. My guess was that those two must be highly interesting.
"Well, that's surprising."
"Who might they be?" Yuigahama asked joyfully.
"They are coming in a minute, just wait." Shizuka-sensei said.
I don't care who they will be, but they must be either superficial or idiotic.
I really have no interest in the first case, but the second case is different.
The thought that you could change the world just by goodwill and determination.
A delusion that will only lead to miserable and pain as you discover the cruel and caustic truth underlies beneath the veil of facades and lies.
How mindless!
"That only applies to the majority of humans, whose will and minds are weak and unprepared." The telepathic voice once again spoke.
Could it be? Hell no!