July 26, 2011; 15:17; Mihama Private Academy - Roof-top
OST ~ Dog Days
Today's humidity is off the charts. It wouldn't be too far fetched to pinpoint the light rain storm that passed over in the early hours of today being the cause. The majority of today's discussions during recess and lunch periods was the humidity.
While the temperature is roughly the same as yesterday, the humidity seems to have amplified its intensity. As a side effect, melting one individual's brain functionality.
This time, not me. I've learned that in times like these, do as little physical exertion as possible, stay hydrated, and all is good. I don't mind my own sweat, it's a reaction to the human body temperature increasing outside of its comfortable 'operating temperature'.
Of course, there are other factors that cause you to break into a sweat. Feeling great fear or anxiety can trigger sweating. Illness can as well, but usually these illnesses raise your body temperature while your immune system fights off the infection, placing your body temperature outside if its comfortable 'operating temperature', and as usual, causes your body to sweat.
It's a totally normal bodily function, I do not understand how some people can be so personally disturbed by it. It's a far better alternative than receiving brain damage because you let your body temperature rise to 42C.
With that said, to keep myself cool this eerily quiet afternoon, I am browsing the web on my cell phone on the School's rooftop, with two bottles filled with tap water at my side. There has been no sign of federal activity and Sakaki did not attend class today. Unsettling and calming at the same time.
It is unsettling because I have no idea what she is up to, she may very well be trying to get some information on me through the deep web, perhaps the dark web? Wouldn't put it past her for a moment.
Calming because I cannot deal with anymore altercations like what happened in the classroom yesterday, as much shit I talk, I'm not experienced in combat. So what choices do I have?
Run, or face the music?
I suppose either won't matter in end. I decided last night I will confront her politely and firmly regarding the situation. Perhaps there is no situation and I'm simply being paranoid? Nothing gets solved doing nothing, afterall. Time to face the music.
With that said, I put my cell phone in my shirt pocket, grab my two bottles of tap-water, and make my way off the roof-top, heading for the school dormitory.
Turning to face the doorway down into the school, I glance towards the dormitory in question, spotting a tall figure with long, violet hair on the roof-top, facing the coastline.
Guess I know where to find her.
July 26, 2011; 15:21; School Dormitory - Roof-top
OST ~ Soles of my Shoes
Walking up these steps to the rooftop seriously feels like I'm walking into the final boss room at level 1. It's as if I'm trying to fight a level 65 Archgriffin at level 25 with commoner gear and no Hybrid Oil. My heart won't stop pounding. I feel an empty sensation in my chest and my legs feel weaker with each step.
Christ, pull yourself together.
What happened to my resolve mere minutes ago? I suppose that despite how much I say I've made up my mind, my instinctive nature is still inclined to feel fear.
Climbing the final step, I'm one door knob twist away from my destiny. I suppose by this point my destiny is unchanging. In a fictional piece of writing an orange-clad shonen protagonist would beat me up for thinking this. With one deep inhale and exhale, I reach for the door knob, twist it open, and push.
Directly in front of me is the back of one Sakaki Yumiko. Who, does not react to my appearance on the roof-top whatsoever. Oi, at least acknowledge my struggle here.
Hiroshi: "Yo."
Yumiko: "..."
Silence, as expected. I sit down in front of the door, deciding to use this idle time to think, if Sakaki isn't going to talk. Perhaps in doing so I can make myself look submissive, the smaller prey, instead of the predator.
If she won't respond to casual greeting and chit-chat, then the logical option would be to skip the pleasantries and delve into the issue itself. I'm not mentally strong enough to delve into this of my own initiative. I had hoped she would have knew what I had come for.
Yumiko: "Why are you here?"
I stand corrected, and frozen at the tone in her voice.
Hiroshi: "Because this is the farthest I could have gone, away from that."
Yumiko: "I see."
Hiroshi: "Yeah.."
I don't want to bring up that life, but in order to even keep this new life, I may have to.
Yumiko: "So, Sharp-san. For what reason should I not have you deported back to whence you came?"
Sharp: "So you do have the power have that done."
Yumiko: "Possibly, who knows. Answer the question."
The direction of the conversation definitely calls for me to speak as Matt Sharp, not as Akira Hiroshi.
Sharp: "Because this school, which is supposedly a modern Japanese High School, is far from the truth. The cover that this place is a school is true, and enough is done to ensure that cover is maintained. However, it's true purpose is to isolate what society has deemed the most demented and twisted individuals. Keeping the student population of seven individuals under-surveillance. I'm not going to intrude on anyone's space, I'd much prefer staying in my room."
Yumiko: "Who is to say you'll be allowed to simply hide away in your room forever?"
Sharp: "Because the rest of them know at least to respect the others' boundaries and play in the comfort zone of each other. Otherwise, you probably would have injured or killed one of them by this point if they tried getting too close."
The welcoming party doesn't count as going beyond my comfort zone, Suou almost accepted my rejection of the idea until I relented myself.
Sharp: "Since when did this become about my interaction with the other classmates?"
Yumiko: "I won't allow anyone here that I perceive as a threat. I won't risk my safety, as well as their safety."
So she isn't as much as an ice-queen as I thought she was. Perhaps a psychotic snow-queen. Wait, that's redundant. Perhaps it'd be more accurate to say a psychotic Yukino Yukinoshita? But then, who is the psychotic Hachiman Hikigaya? Who is psychotic Yui Yuigahama? Ha, My Teen Romantic Comedy is Psychotic, as I expected.
Sharp: "Your suspicion of me isn't unwarranted. You're not the only one here suspicious of my arrival here. You're both welcome to observe me and deal with me appropriately once you've both come to a conclusion, or decide individually. I don't know your relationship with him. I can only give you my word and prove through my actions I have no ill intent here, all I seek is a place to reconcile with myself. Here, Mihama Academy; is the best option I could go for. If you're seeking legal proof of my arrival into the country, I have-"
Yumiko: "That's enough. I don't want to hear anymore, Hiroshi-kun."
…!
Hiroshi: "Alright, for future reference, is Sakaki-san appropriate for you?"
Yumiko: "Yes."
Hiroshi: "Very well. Goodbye."
The entire time, she never moved. I could only read her off the tone in her voice. Regardless, I may have said the right things to switch her from an attacker to an observer. This is much more of a relief than I thought it would be.
~OST END~