-Chapter 1-

Where is Chiba '. He mused to himself, unfamiliar to the new environment, as he recalls. Cracking one of his knuckles, he closed his drips on his body, dampening his hair, he looked up the sky. The bangs of his hair overshadow his eyes. The water wouldn't stop, it was indeed a rainy day.

Water trickles down his pale skin, visible scars could be seen up close if anyone averted their what stands out the most was the crimson red stains on his body. Unfortunately, it was slowly washed away, erasing all indications or evidence of ever existing.

He let out a sigh releasing cold wisp of air. The winds howled against his skin, as the coldness took hold of his body. Yet, he couldn't feel it, ... it felt numb, unfazed he made his way.

Soft sounds of footprints were made from the wet ground, for each step that was taken. Walking down to the alleyway to the empty, quiet streets. The buildings were desecrated of all hospitality, wooden boards attach to windows, vandalism in each and every wall, yet he continues on. For it was his new path...

It was time for him to go to the service club, waited by his two clubmates, no friends . Hachiman slight smiled, friends that he can count on. Already in the second- year of the semester and he was still in that club.

Packing up his things mid-way he realized something, Hiratsuka-sensei wasn't currently here .The Hiratsuka-sensei that always berates and his essays, that always beats him up whenever he mentions her age - was actually not here.

Not wanting to waste more time , he got himself out of his seat and directly made his way to the service club. Going down the hallways, taking small turns , he found himself right about close to the room.

About feets away from him, lay the clubroom if he continued on walking down the corridor. In that moment he heard something, the people inside, since the club room is usually is quite, he knew who was inside.

He Could've eavesdrop, but he didn't want to impose risking the possibility of being , he was actually slightly interested on what they were laughing about. But didn't prived into it than he already is .

"Hahahahahah"

While absent-minded in his own thoughts he heard a particular laugh. Not an ordinary laugh, a fake laugh that is so well crafted that it was meant to deceive others for their own amusement.

Hachiman can only assume the worst, the devil herself Haruno Yukinoshita. As threatening as the younger Yukinoshita, compare to her she was nothing more than an amateur. This is why in all of the circumstances that he put himself into, a day with her was something he ought to avoid.

About to take his leave, he unintentionally overheard a question. That peaked his utmost attention instinctively plunging his feet to the ground , stopping his movements

" So what do you think of Hachiman, Gama-chan?" Haruno inquire directly towards Yuigahama. Her lips forming teasing little smile waiting for answer.

Getting the unwanted attention from the question Yui instantly felt uncomfortable. Making a stiffen smile she slightly chuckled in response disliking the unwanted eyes on her.

" Hiki is disgusting - even when look at him just want me to throw up. He's gross and creepy and whenever I'm around only reason as to why I am with him is because I pity him, right Yukino" Yuigahama denied instantaneously.

Looking at her side she glanced at Yukino pleading for help. Yukino seeing this couldn't help but lend a hand to her airheaded acquaintance she called a friend.

"Your quite right Yui, Hikigaya is nothing more than a deplorable despicable man. His own existence is nothing more than a threat to all people to. Yukinoshita stated without even stopping as if she repressed it for a long time.

"There were even sometimes when I had resisted to calling upon authorities of his lecherous intention."Hachiman against the walls couldn't believe what he heard. No, he didn't want to believe it, is this really what they feel about him.

Clenched his hands, the edges of his knuckles turned white. Deathly white that it actually seemed that his bones were ready to come out. " Yeah senpai is disgusting and unreliable the easiest tasks- walking, talking, getting up- is just merely impossible for him." A voice sighed in which in he knew well.

"I just really get creeped out when he stares at me it feels like I being violated by him. And If it wasn't for him I could of have a shot with Hayama, but noooo he ultimately ruined it." Iroha rambled long-lisiting his flaws out senselessly.

The feeling only got worse hearing now on what the other person had to say. "Huh, I knew they hate me, but this is a whole new level. Even, after all, I did for them, as I confess my greatest desire for them!... I'm really just merely easily to dismiss."

" Yeah, Onii-chan is really like " His eyes widen, it couldn't be she wouldn't, would she. Not even she could go against. Right? Not you to, Komachi, he pleaded internally if her little imouto could spare her utmost gracious words. It's not like he a siscon like what everyone says

" Yeah, Onii-Chan is so disgusting always fixated on me and never allowed to go out with other boys such a siscon - no wonder he can't get a girlfriend." Komachi sighed if disappointed, making him feel at unease.

" I wish he was never was my brother because anyone else could easily replace him." if as the words could've been more insulting to him.

" Yeah, that boy is such a troublemaker - even after all my efforts in changing him, he's still just a mess, ungrateful brat. Just an unsolvable problem that humankind can never fix" Hiratsuka snicker, getting small little giggles reponses.

"..." Remaining in silent Hachiman listened to every single word. A surge of something was felt. Something that he didn't want to feel. Pain.

He facial expression strained trying to maintain composure. A struggle to keep himself from not getting notice by them. Why... Why now. Why not earlier. Why didn't they just said that to him, when didn't they had to chance before he had to utter those words.

" I want something genuine"

An action he thought he would never do, but yet he did it. For the first time, he felted as he belonged. It seemed that was once again he was the one in the short end of the stick.

And even so, in his current condition a part felt grateful. Him feeling sad ; feeling bitter was something he expected from his action. At least he was satisfied in the moment, a form of some type of consolations.

Hachiman using the little energy he'd slowly opens the door startling everyone inside.

"O….Onii -Chan "

"S...Senpai"

"H..Hiki"

"Hi..Hikigaya"

Dead silence, everyone inside the club room was unable to make a single word. Haruno and Shizuka were just left shocked, but what surprised was the tears, slowly falling out of his eyes.

They couldn't believe it, the Monster of Logic was actually crying.

"Hikigaya are you crying?" Shizuka and Haruno asked at the same time. Hachiman despondent closed the door behind, feeling the wet sensation he cleanedt them off.

Unbeknownst to him, his chest started to hurt unbearably for him to handle. Emotions overflowed him; little tears slipped down his cheeks. Yet, he didn't have the energy to wipe them away.

Contemplating on whether he should leave, or stay, on impulse Hachiman walks towards them. Getting little pleads from the club members and the school president.

" H-Hiki w-we ... didn't mean it" Yuigahama on the verge of crying, voice cracked. Feeling that she was loose control of herself.

"O-O-Onii-chan ... I'm sorry " Komachi brimming with tears, whispered under her breath. Could she have been able to take what she said back.

" Hikigaya … we could explain this" Yukinoshita in a pain expression, trying to clarify herself and her action. That itself was making it difficult for her for a slight rush of emotions to leak out.

" Senpai... It was a joke" Ishiki desperately trying to explain what currently happened. Falling in deaths hears as she sawed he didn't respond making her frighten.

" Could you just stop please" Hachiman looking at them emotionlessly instead of usually rotten dead-fish eyes that just sent shivers up their spine.

" I know that you hate me, despise me - to you I'm nothing more than a monster, a creep, a disgusting little person, a despicable unreliable little piece of shit" Within each word he said, they all flinched.

"A mistake to the world, something that shouldn't exist to being with. Just an excessive amount of space" No trace or signs of emotions were laced in words except the bitterness feeling they had . He started at them individually scanning there faces, if unbothered by them. Every single one of them averted their eyes away.

" Words aren't enough to describe what I'm currently feeling, but you wouldn't care less about it. Right " Hachiman derogatory replied. Everyone's hair follicles stood straight in fear.

Endless amount of intention went through him. How he wanted to hurt them. Yet would that really changed anything? " I want to nothing to do with you. I was stupid to even believe that you care" Hachiman monotonously, he stops midway through.

"Yet, even so, I was ... happy you could say .. I thought this could be our genuine thing" He chuckled bitterly. " But it was all in my head, playing tricks on me." He walked up to them. looking at all of them straight in the eyes " And for that ... I'm sorry" earning a surprising reaction from everyone.

" That being around me was such a bother " Hachiman admitted as-a-matter-of-factly." I want to thank you for everything you did, for putting up with me, for even actually talking to me ". He was eternally grateful for everything, did he really was even eligible enough for anyone. How much did they have to put up with him

Directing his attention to Yui, he felt like had to release something from his chest " Thanks for everything Yuigahama " Yui didn't respond and wasn't able to say a single a word as she her head down.

Hachiman next moved shocked everyone, he patted her on the head. " Thanks Yuigahama, thank you for everything you did for me, through tolerating my presence and even as going as far as forcing yourself to be around me, and for that thank you, so you no longer need to actually enforce yourself to be around me".

Compassionately telling her, while she remained silent and wasn't able to make direct contact. Her feelings were on the verge of breaking, unable to contain the droplets of tears.

Hachiman then glanced to Yukino. "Yukino, I want to thank you for everything through spending your time with someone like me, my presence within this club made things difficult for you. I hope you forgive for such recklessness."

Yukino remain silence, having a painful facial expression, but wasn't able to respond - she wanted to say something yet she couldn't. Hachiman took this opportunity to playfully touch her hair as if it was a work of art.

" Yukino, thanks for everything, and you were right we could never be friends." Tears started to leak out as he said those words. Yukino gripped the endings of her skirts to compose herself.

Iroha who wasn't able to look at Hachiman, instead look down towards the floor. She felt that she really had made a rather regretful mistake, but she too late.

" Isshiki" Hachiman raising his voice softly, hearing this Iroha flinch. " Iroha I wish I could have been more helpful towards you, yet instead I hinder you, became nothing more than a liability"

He slowly raised his hand to grab her forehead poking it. " I hope you can forgive your unreliable senpai, for his actions " Iroha was shocked and surprised by his actions, but said nothing.

Shizuka was currently distress was trying to navigate through wasn't able to evade this. Something ran through her, starting to feel herself afraid.

" Hiratsuka-sensei", her shoulders tensed. "To you, I was nothing more than an issue. If you had to handle someone like me, as rebellious and reckless as you say than you should've stopped. " wanting herself interven him, but she couldn't if frozen, allowing him to continued on.

" If I was such a bother, than I apologized, it was rather disrespectful and rude for me to insult you about your age."Hachiman firmly took her hand, bringing her attention to him.

"I was the fool mentioning your age, and to be honest any man would have been lucky guy,to have a chance to be with you, cause I did ." Leaving a tearful and blushing teacher to herself, reflecting on the words.

Komachi fearfully trembled trying to hide away, for Hachiman just patted her head to console her of her the sense in comfort of her Onii-chan hand she moved in further. For her to gradually lost the feeling when he retracted his hands.

" Komachi, I know that I'm nothing more than a mistake, and I'm sorry that I was never the brother you expected from me to be. I gave you nothing more than pain, agony, disappointment. I wasn't able to comply with the expectations of being your brother I will stop compliment you if my comments are that wretched to you." he apologized regretfully

Haruno who was frighted wasn't able to keep her eyes off him, but manage to keep her composure in control. Hachiman walked up to her, and just gave her a flick in the forehead, grabbing her attention from her thoughts.

" What's with the long face Haruno?" he asked. " It isn't like you to be like this way" joking as-matter-of-factly. " Aren't you amused how things turn out". Haruno expression stilled remain the same, for she was petrified in fear. What shocked her greatly is him actually patting her head and just caressing it.

" Your hair is really soft you know, I always had this impulse to actually touch it; I must really thank you for everything." His eyes showed great appreciation, yet there was something else dwell within him, that even Haruno couldn't even identify, which greatly frighten her to her stomach.

" Ever since, I meet you, when I and Yukinoshita went to buy Yui her present, you always kept me in tip-top shape throwing me potential issue right in front of my face from my answer ." He looked at the window as if something has grabbed his attention.

He sighed, and continue on "Yet, my first reaction was to be skeptical towards you since I presume that I will practically be nothing more than your amusement. But I was misconceived by your own intention ."

Hachiman told truthfully, "the Yukinoshita dynasty is quite well- known to the public, yet why would someone of her caliber deliberately waste their time someone like myself? I always was left confused". But after some time he realized his answer

"But eventually I finally realized my mistake, your intentions were to actually aid me in the long way to test me and my resolve in your systematic ways, that's constantly misconstrued by everyone, even your own sister doesn't even trust you a single bit." Hachiman self-gratifying himself

He took her hands and dilated his eyes towards her purples that captivate every victim she manipulated. " Yet, I'm still thankful for what you did for me, and I enjoyed the time you spent with me in those moments ."

Looking at them once last. "My only mistake isn't joining this, oh no it was rather fun if you ask me. But it seemed that I was the only one who thought so?" Hachiman glanced at them. Looking at each and everyone's face.

" And for that, you'll no longer need to be obligated towards me in any particular way. " Hachiman bow to them and glanced at them once more

"Thank you for everything you did for me, I appreciate you guys and thank you for allowing me to enjoy myself and I will cherish these memorable moments I had with you guys" showing them the brightest smile he could possibly make - but his eyes were filled with pain.

He dashes to the door and took his leave. Yet, He had nowhere to go, but he knew he couldn't stay. Sprinting out to the stairs and into the halls, dashing to nearest exist where from there he was exposed to cold rainy weather.

"This was for the best"

"They didn't need you'

" It's all right I got myself"

Author Notes

So that wraps it up for my first chapter if you any suggestion or comments go on right ahead. This was actually my first attempt.