Chapter 1: Eve - Prologue

Hachiman Hikigaya wonders whether he should ask the obvious question. He noticed it the last time he was here in the lounge. Shizuka Hiratsuka-sensei had invited him over during lunchtime to enjoy some well cooked, free ramen. It was her way of saying thanks for the small favour he was doing nowadays. Now that he thought back on it, this happened for the first time back then. He remembers it perfectly.

The two of them were eating their food in relative silence. They were more than a little preoccupied after all. She was going over some essays written by an idiot, not him this time around as she told him and he was in the process of adding the final touches to an assignment that was due to be submitted in the next hour. It was nice, uneventful. Until she dropped her pen and it rolled underneath the table.

Shizuka Hiratsuka made a move to retrieve it and she was in the process of ducking underneath the table when the loud, audible sound of a fabric getting ripped was heard. He made the smart move of slurping his ramen in a loud manner, like nothing untoward had happened. But Hiratsuka-sensei, out of sheer reflex, without even thinking reached out behind her and touched what he knew to be her shapely bottom. The cute little red blush which appeared on her face not a moment later told him what he needed to know. Rather hurriedly she sat back on her chair, faked a cough into her fist and asked him. "Can you get that pen for me, Hikigaya. I seemed to have blown my back out."

Hachiman heard what he said but he thought about something else entirely. Blow my back out also means a sexual act. It's when a woman is laying down with her back arched up, face down, ass up and the guy is giving it to her from behind. He couldn't help but picture his beautiful sensei in that position, having sex with someone, some guy and that's when his train of thought, derailed. Like most instances, he had a bad habit of opening his infamous mouth when he thought he was cornered or thinking something inappropriate. It earned him no favours. In this instance, he used a more suitable expression to just repeat what she said. "Don't you mean throw your back out sensei?"

He knew the moment he said it that it was a mistake because it meant he was implying that he had caught onto her mistake of using the wrong phrase or dare he think it, a small instance of the slip of the tongue. By now Shizuka Hiratsuka knew that Hachiman Hikigaya knew that what she said could be perceived in a sexual light. Only the sad tragedy was she had no love life, let alone a sex life.

Shizuka Hiratsuka wanted to cry. Not only was the tight new dress she brought and wore for the first time this very day was ruined, but one of her students had to see it happen or more likely hear it happen, the dress getting ripped while she tried to bend down and retrieve a fucking pencil. And the student had to be Hachiman Hikigaya. This wasn't happening. No way was this happening to her right now. And that stupid phrase, why did he had to take it in the sexual way. Oh right, he was a guy. But he should know better. Didn't he say he was a loner, who was far removed from this silly world with its idiotic shenanigans. Guess it was all talk. Or perhaps he was trying to provide her with an opportunity to save face. Yes, that seemed more like something he would do.

This time she blushed for a completely different reason. He was a sweet guy, he was kind and he didn't think much of this. He was different than most guys that much she had learned over the year she had come to know him. With him being the only one in the lounge, there was a chance she could put this embarrassing moment behind her without much fuss. Yes, he wouldn't say a word about this to his friends or roommates, he wasn't the kind to gossip. He was probably thinking about something else entirely. Now all she had to do was make an excuse, grab her labcoat which was…

…hanging from the backrest of a sofa which at that particular moment seemed like miles away from where the two of them were at the small table in the middle of the room.

It looked like he was thinking the same thing because his eyes were also now fixed on her labcoat. It wouldn't take him long to reach the right conclusion and suggest she grab the labcoat and wear it over her dress to hide the embarrassing wardrobe malfunction. But no, wait, was he trying to get up. Absolutely not. Knowing the kind of person he was, Hachiman would get up from his seat and grab her labcoat for her. He had done so a couple of times in the past too, when she was dead tired and close to feeling absolutely nothing and moments away from giving up, he had somehow realized what she was going through at those moments and helped her slip into her labcoat to fight another day. It was a smile show of concern, the smallest of action, but he had known she needed a human touch, something to let her know she was not alone and though it had to have happened on accident because that's what she liked to think about it, his long, artful fingers would gently skim through her shoulders as he straightened her labcoat.

It was the briefest of touch to let her know she mattered and there was someone here who cared but it had come to mean the world to her. And right now, he was going to do the same thing, grab her labcoat for her and probably hand it to her, because he didn't want to risk embarrassing her. How charming, how thoughtful, Shizuka watched him with a smile.

But she couldn't let him. It was too embarrassing. This silly thing that happened, her dress getting ripped because it was too tight and a size too small was something she would like to put in the past. She didn't want to leave him with any reminder of what happened and for that, she needed to do everything on her own. He couldn't be asked to do that small little thing for her. She had to be strong, she had to use her teacher's tone with him which she hated, because more often than not, he was nothing like those juvenile little students of hers. But this situation was an exception.

"Stay put, Hikigaya. Focus on your studies." Hiratsuka said in a stern voice.

"But I was gonna get-"

She spoke over him. "I remembered something important. I have to leave now. I'm going to walk over to the sofa and grab my labcoat." Shizuka Hiratsuka had no idea why she was announcing everything that she was about to do. It was really weird and strange, but it gave her some kind of self confidence boost, so she didn't stop. She nodded to herself and repeated the most important thing. "Your studies are important, Hikigaya. Make sure your eyes are glued to your assignment. Don't let them wander." She repeated for emphasis with a cute little blush on her face. "Whatever you do, don't let them wander."

"G-Got it."

Hachiman Hikigaya understood what she was trying to say. He got it perfectly clear. In the next moment, Shizuka Hiratsuka-sensei was gonna walk over to the sofa and grab her labcoat and put it on and then everything would be sorted out. All he had to do was keep his rotten dead fish eyes on the table, reading the sentences he wrote in his assignment which was due in an hour and everything would be fine.

Yes, everything would be fine.

He heard the click of her heels.

Everything would be fine.

The click of her heels stopped.

Everything would be -

Curse the laws of gravitation and that goddamn Newton, he couldn't stop himself from turning just a hint, hoping he would not catch anything untoward, that he would be too late and she would have already put on the labcoat and solved the problem. But no, he wasn't late.

It was a small rip which was overemphasized even more as she bent down to retrieve her labcoat from the sofa. The fabric of her dress stretched and he was greeted with the sight of her naked, white flesh. But this was odd, shouldn't she be wearing panties. Women wore panties underneath dresses right, even one this tight. He can't be this clueless about women can he, he wondered in panic.

Or was this something particular to the woman that was Shizuka Hiratsuka, he couldn't help but wonder. But his inner turmoil or joy, whatever he might call it, because he didn't have enough time to process those particular feelings at the moment, were met with a satisfying resolution.

In a sense, he was right. Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't wear panties. She wore a small thong which was light green in colour, nothing but the thinnest of straps and strings and it left her shapely bottom almost completely bare, without any kind of covering as is known to happen with this particular type of undergarment. For some reason his thoughts fell back on the legend of Eve and how she is portrayed in modern culture, nothing but leaves covering her breasts and nether regions. The picture of Eve was replaced by Hiratsuka-sensei, naked with nothing but flecks of green to hide her natural beauty. He wondered whether she wore a matching -

"All set, Hikigaya." Hiratsuka-sensei's voice came back.

Hachiman quickly cleared his mind from those evil thoughts. He should think about something else like how much of a relief it was to have his faith in the knowledge he had about women's undergarment restored. He also quickly averted his gaze and returned his rotten dead fish eyes to scan the same line of the assignment that he had now been reading for the fifth time. In what he thought was a bored tone, he mouthed. "As you say, sensei."

There was silence for a second. Shizuka Hiratsuka adjusted her labcoat once more, then made a move to return to the table to retrieve her things and get out of the room and quickly find a change of clothes from her room, something less tight, something which wasn't quite such a snug fit. It was a good thing the lounge area was located in the university's welcoming center, which also happened to house the living dorms of teachers upstairs. It wouldn't take her too long to find something else to wear, like her usual clothes.

But as she made a move to reach for her things, she stopped. Hachiman Hikigaya's eyes never left the assignment, but he had yet to write anything new, she noticed. He didn't even turn a new page on the book from which he was making notes. He was just reading the assignment, probably checking for any mistakes. He was in an analytical mood, studying everything.

For some reason, she couldn't do it. Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't dare get in his line of sight, even though she knew, the rip in her dress was completely covered now by the large labcoat that she was wearing. What if he could see through her clothes, granted it was a moot point, but still, her feet wouldn't move. So, she did the next best thing and used her authority as a teacher.

"Hikigaya, when you are done eating your ramen, I would like you to bring my things to my office."

For some reason, his eyes went wide and he panicked. "But I have class-"

This was strange. He should be more agreeable to this idea. Now Shizuka Hiratsuka-sensei felt annoyed at her student's behaviour and she didn't give him time to finish his sentence. "You don't have class until lunch break is over. I doubt you would need the entire break to finish one bowl of ramen."

Hachiman Hikigaya felt his throat go dry and he gulped out of fear. If he was a hentai protagonist, he wouldn't have anything to worry about: he peeked at her thong, she figured it out and now she was calling him for a private meeting at her office with the likely excuse of having him bring her things over. Everyone knew how that scenario played out.

But no, he was Hachiman Hikigaya, rotten dead fish eyed loner. Shizuka Hiratsuka-sensei was probably calling him to the office, so that there would be no witnesses to find his body after wards. It was such a small crime. He was pretty sure, if she wore a swim suit, it would show the same amount of skin.

No, who was he kidding.

He was scum.

He should get his right comeuppance.

"I will be there sensei." He said in a voice which had given in to the inevitable sense of horror.

Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't get why he was suddenly feeling down. Perhaps, he had more work to do on his assignment and he was just realizing he wouldn't make it in time. Well that sucks, but it isn't the end of the world. She decided to try and cheer him up a little.

"C'mon Hikigaya, what are you getting so worked up about. I guess you can't help it if it happened once."

She said, while thinking about his pending assignment.

"Exactly. It won't happen again."

He said while thinking about her sexy, green thong.

"That's right. Just make sure it doesn't happen in the future." Hiratsuka-sensei said.

"You mean it." Hachiman Hikigaya couldn't believe it.

"Of course!" Then, "I still need you to bring my things to the office."

Of course, Hachiman Hikigaya should have known better. He was never spared in situations like these. After all he wasn't a dumb harem protagonist and wasn't that a sorry existence in this campus. He had no idea what was happening to him, and it was unlikely that he would have a clue in the future.

Gasp, was he becoming a harem protagonist himself.

It couldn't be, Hachiman thought, horrified.

A/N: Welcome to "Universally Acknowledged". This fic also takes place in Neo Tokyo University, so expect tons of characters from other fandoms. Now, I started to write this chapter as a trailer of sorts to post in Infinite x Universal, as something to give an idea of what to expect in this new fic. But as I was writing, it became big and it turned into a self contained chapter, so I just had to post it separately.

From the next chapter onwards, the new fic, officially begins.

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