"Hikigerms!"
"Hiki-gay-ya!"
"Loser!"
"Freak!"
In the middle of the verbal storm, lies a young boy with short black hair and wearing a school uniform, in a curling position. His ahoge flattens itself, as if it also wants to hide from the insults.
"Please… Stop…" The boy silently mutters while hiccupping, "No… More…!"
His pleas fall on deaf ears, rather the verbal insults increase in intensity. This results in tears streaming down from his eyes while he tries to curl himself even further.
The boy feels something snap inside of him, prompting him to open his mouth to scream, "SHUT UP!"
The scene changes to a bedroom that screams simplicity, with only the bare necessities for a human. On the bed, lies a teenage boy with neck-length black hair that has an ahoge in the middle of his head, with his eyes closed and wearing a simple shirt and short pants.
The teenager springs up with sweats dripping from his face before looking around the room with a frantic expression. He sighs in relief as he sees the familiar room.
"Just a nightmare… Just a nightmare," He mutters to himself, either trying to convince himself or trying to forget. He slowly gets up from the bed to grab the clock right next to his bed, on top of a drawer.
"…Seven… One hour until school…" He puts down his clock before just plopping down to sit on his bed, "…I need max coffee…"
He tries to get up, yet his body refuses. He keeps trying, until he barely finds it in himself to get up, his desire for max coffee outweighing his desire to stay on his bed.
Opening the door, he finds himself staring at the place that has become his home, thanks to his uncle lending it to him. He drags himself over to his fridge and opens it to rummage around in it.
"…I forgot to buy more." He closes the fridge and slowly drags himself over to the drawers, "Please let there be some max…!" He hopefully mutters, though it slowly diminishes for each opened drawer and cupboard.
"Fine. I'll just go to school early to buy it." With that, he marches over to his room.
"Ahem, class. We will be getting a new transfer student. You may enter now!"
A forgettable teacher calls out, prompting for a waist-long twin braided white haired female to walk in at the front of the class, which coincidentally holds the same black haired with an ahoge male, albeit this time he holds a max coffee.
She takes a deep breath, scans the whole room, with her gaze lingering on the max coffee holder and a shoulder blade-length dark purple hair with a purple and white polka dot bow tie, before grinning, "Hello everyone! I am Kiana Kaslana, hope we get along!"
*A...N*
So, in this one our dear old 8-man will become the commander, though not now. This idea came from me finding out Chiba academy was the name of the place where Kiana and Mei met. Couldn't pass this chance up to make a fic where Hachiman will be a key figure in the honkai verse. As always, all of my fics are non-canon (I can't follow canon for shit.) and Harem (though I am planning for a single pairing for our lovely red head valkyrie teacher.). Anyway, please write any comments you have since I read all of them, which can be helpful to me or spur me on to write a new chapter to spite you (I am looking at you, the commenter who called me a dipshit.)
