'I felt a lump both in my throat and my heart'
Hachiman's cruel dead eyes meet with glistening gray eyes
Hiratsuka sensei looks at Hachiman while they stand at the bridge.
A ting of pink could be seen in his cheeks.
Hachiman turns towards the bridge railings, looking towards the vast dark waters. '
I couldn't maintain the relationships I already had, so I didn't bother myself with creating any new ones.'
'I hated myself for the things I did. I hated myself for the things I couldn't do.'
The air blows making the environment quite subtle. There was no tension between Hachiman and Hiratsuka Sensei.
The only tension resided in his mind.
His thoughts were foggy and unclear.
'I can't face her, especially with this shame...
My savior
_My teacher'
'But the least I could do is to be thankful for her.'
Hachiman turns his back. He is facing sensei once again. He opens his mouth.
"Thank you Hiratsuka sensei for everything" he bows down.
Tears were dwelling in his eyes. He wants to show her his gratitude for some time now.
Eventually, he broke down.
All he could say was "Thank you for saving me" again.
Sensei wipes the tears from Hachiman's eyes with her napkin, which she keeps in her breast pocket. And she slowly places her hand over Hachiman's left cheek.
"Well, it's my duty as a teacher. The times we met, I knew I could not leave you all alone."
Hachiman again looks at sensei. He couldn't do much but give a genuine smile.
_ His facade finally fades away.
a short oneshot, Hope you guys enjoyed it.