Kaminari Denki was having really shit day.

His clothes were clinging to his skin, soaked through with rain. His hair was in one horrific blonde knot that was going to take hours of agonizing pain to get through. His bus was running late, and his girlfriend of two years had just dumped him.

He sighs, crouching under the tiny bit of shelter given by the ad-riddled bus stop covering. Everything felt grey and muddled. He was cold- shaking like a dog when there were fireworks about. He felt like crying, but couldn't quite get the tears to come. He was just... numb.

He looks down when his phone vibrates in his pocket. The rain starts to beat down harder against the roof of his plexiglas shelter. Lightning shoots across the sky as Kaminari pulls the phone from his pocket. His slick hands fumble it, and it smashes on the sidewalk. He cries out: "No-!" But it doesn't change anything. His phone is still ruined, and his girlfriend is still gone.

He scrambles for the phone, trying to save its semi-exposed insides from the rain water. What feels like a gallon of the stuff slips off the top of the roof of the bus stop covering, and drenches the small blonde even more. Kaminari's able to shield his phone, however, and his eye's scan over the ruined screen just as the thunder up above roars across the sky, shaking the ground beneath his feet.

'Oof. I'm sorry man.'

Sero, his best friend- no, his brother- since elementary school, responded. He was replying to Kaminari's dramatic retelling of his break up with his now ex-girlfriend Chikashi Aoi.

The two of them had started dating in their second year of high school. Chikashi was tall, intelligent, beautiful, and had an amazing taste in music... she was the perfect package. Kaminari was, quite simply, in love with her- and not "puppy-love"... no, Kaminari was "I want a domestic life full of children and work parties with you" in love with her...

Clearly, it wasn't mutual.

Kaminari pulls his jacket tighter around his body and peers past the bus stops advertising, searching for his ride home. He squints past the rain, but it's still no where in sight. Frustrated, he collapses onto the bench. There was a storm drain loudly sucking in water a few feet ahead of him, and he pulled his feet up onto the bench wearily... those things have always made him nervous. His phone chimes again.

'Did she really dump you for being dumb?'

Kaminari winces, remembering the conversation between him and Chikashi. She'd been accepted into Harvard law school, all the way in the U.S. of A, and Kaminari had been so proud of her- it'd been her dream since he met her to go to Harvard law. To be apart of that dream had excited Kaminari to no end, he'd been planning her congratulations dinner when she dropped the heartbreak bomb on him.

She told him, quite matter-of-factly, that she couldn't be with someone like Kaminari if she was going to go to Harvard. She needed someone of "Harvard standard."
Basically, she needed someone as smart as her, which she didn't believe Kaminari to be. Which, admittedly, hurt- Quite a lot, actually.

Kaminari pulls a dripping pack of gum out of his pocket then, and shoves a sopping stick into his mouth. He cringes at the texture, but chews it anyway.

'Yes.'

'Well, that wasn't very nice of her.'

Kaminari laughs a little with only the slightest hint of bitterness leaking through.

'I'll say. Sadly, since I can't get into Harvard or Yale or some other smart American school, I'm no longer up to her standards. Or something like that.'

'Imagine the look on her face if you showed up at Harvard lol- like as a student or something haha'

In the middle of typing out his very funny and very witty response, Kaminari Denki stops, gears beginning to turn in his pretty blonde head. He erases his original message and starts to type out a new one, his heart rate increasing with every word.

'Wait- Dude- What if I do get into Harvard? What if I prove to her I'm just as smart and serious as she is? Maybe she'd take me back.'

Lightning flares across the sky, so bright that it almost appears as if the sun had come out for a millisecond. Thunder screams three seconds later, rattling the bench Kaminari's situated on. He yelps. Sero takes a while to respond this time.

'I can't tell if you're serious or not.'

'100%'

'Denki... you do know how hard it is to get into Harvard, right?... like... I don't even think Kats could get in, and he's the smartest guy we know... and like- you'd have to move to another country... uproot your entire life... and all for some girl who broke up with you because you were "too stupid for her"?... c'mon...'

Kaminari hesitates, And rereads Sero's message once, then twice, and finally a third time. He was right, of course, this was crazy. Harvard? What was he thinking? Even if by the grace of god he did manage to get in, he'd never aspired to be a lawyer, this had never been his dream- he'd always imagined himself as a mechanic or something... Plus, the whole uprooting his life thing, he'd be moving to an entirely different country, he'd be all alone out there, with no friends or family. Was he really considering this? All for some girl?

He thinks it over for a long time, adrenaline pumping through his veins for a reason unknown to even him. With his heart in his throat, he messages Sero back.

'Yes.'

Sero doesn't answer. He's either preoccupied or thinks this is something Kaminari will forget about in a few days. Kaminari stands as his bus finally approaches, his heart still pounding in his ears- heading back home, finally. Somewhere deep down, he knows this isn't some fleeting idea, he wants this. He wants Chikashi back, and if it takes getting into Harvard so be it.
Leaning back into the seat, he lets out a shaky laugh, his mind reeling.

"I'm applying to Harvard law school."

He feels insane. He feels tired. He feels emotional.

He feels stupid.

He feels Euphoric.