Most people would tell you that it's hard to move on once you've been rejected. Perhaps my ease came from the fact that I was rejected twice. Or maybe because my affection was completely irrational, given how irritating that girl can be. Either way, when she finally chose that idiot man-child over me outright, I was able to go on completely unhindered by the kind of depression most people my age would deal with. Maybe it was even that I had matured a bit since meeting her. God knows everyone else around her did, even the moron of a best friend dating her.

But now her influence is gone from my life. Aside from attending the wedding a few months ago, I haven't seen Mizutani, or even Yoshida in months. I suppose that's to be expected, though. Mizutani is always busy doing some kind of studying or another, and Haru keeps disappearing for months on end, running off to do god knows what on mere whims. How he's avoided her wrath is beyond me, and quite frankly, none of my business. All I need to do is just focus on succeeding my father at the hospital. Even here, though, I can't escape that family of idiots. Yoshida's lecher of a father has been in and out of our system since before I graduated. And if that wasn't bad enough, the eldest son keeps visiting him as well. Between the two of them, I'm constantly tied to the strange group I got to know so well back then. I can't really complain that much, though; they always gave me quite a bit of entertainment, being the idiots they all are, save for Mizutani.

As for me? Well, at the moment, I'm taking an internship at my father's own hospital. Of course, I'm already extremely well informed about the technical goings-on in hospital environments; this is merely a formality for the sake of my schooling. Soon enough, I'll have completed my tertiary education and be fully employed, where I can finally start my own life away from all the madness surrounding me these past years. All I want is to just take a step away and be rid of this troublesome life once and for all. Despite my ease in moving past my own feelings, the chaos surrounding my friends and I has become irritating as of late, and all I want is to start over.

Staring at the info on the clipboard in my hand, I prepare to see the next patient in line as the doctor above me, Oshiro-sensei, finishes up with the previous. I open the door to the examination room without looking up.

"Kimura Ayane?" I ask, still absorbing the information on the paperwork.

"Yes, that's me," the young woman cheerfully answers.

"Okay, the doctor will be here shortly. In the meantime, I'm going to ask you a few questions, those will hopefully give a better picture of your overall health. Do you smoke at all?"

"No."

"Do you have any serious allergies, other than what you listed on the paperwork?"

"No."

"Are there any medical conditions that run in your family?"

"None."

Before I can finish my next question, my body is racked with a violent sneeze. I silently curse the cold that's been hounding me for weeks as the girl speaks up.

"Are you entirely sure you're fit to be questioning me about my health?" she asks with what sounds like amusement in her voice.

I look up from the clipboard with the intention of showing her my most unamused, serious expression possible. My treacherous mind doesn't allow this, freezing up the moment I see her for the first time.

Sitting on the table is quite possibly the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. The first thing I see is her hair; messy and wild, the majority pulled into a large ponytail, the remaining fringe falling in curly waves across her forehead and cheeks. My eyes are then pulled down into hers, and I'm instantly lost in the deep brown circles. Her face is like that of a statue of a goddess, chiseled out of beautiful marble and filled with grace. I stand there blinking for a few moments, only snapping out of my trance when Doctor Oshiro opens the door next to me.

"Yamaguchi-kun, have you finished with the pre-examination procedures, yet?" he demands.

"Ah, not yet," I scramble to answer. "I just have a few questions left."

I look back down to the clipboard and resume my previous task, refusing to look up at the beautiful girl I'm sure just noticed me ogling her. Once I finish, I quickly leave the room and find something to do far away from that wing, lest I run into the girl again. I don't have time to spend obsessing over some girl, much less one of the hospital's patients.

So, this is my first fanfiction for the Tonari no Kaibutsu-kun fandom, and it certainly feels strange to have Yamaken as my main character here. To be completely honest, I don't really know where I want to take this, but it seemed like it would be an entertaining ride, so here we are. Please enjoy my strange take on Yamaken's life after the series!