Author's Notes

Thank you so much for all the kind comments left from the previous chapter. Here's chapter 4. I hope you enjoy it as this chapter, as I enjoyed writing it. I proofread it a couple times, so like always, please disregard any grammatical errors, word usage, punctuational mistakes.

Synopsis: In this chapter, we continue from where we last left off. Hachiman has decided to hang out with one of the two girls, Yui or Yumiko. I'm glad that after reading the comments, some of you agreed with my decision. The main focus in this chapter dives deeper with Yumiko and Hachiman's relationship and the secrets the Fiery Queen hides. As anger intensifies with the pair, Hachiman also has to find a way to reconcile with his kid sister, Komachi. And due to the overwhelming conditions of his personal life, Hachiman mustn't forget to complete Ms. Hiratsuka's Career Plan assignment. How will he cope with obstacles stacking against him?

OOC: I'm fully accepting that this fanfiction isn't going to please everyone. So I'm stating this now, this work is OOC. Again, I try not to diverge too much from character profile, but if it bothers you, I truly do apologize. Hopefully that it doesn't take away from the story I want to tell.

The title again, was kinda just an afterthought. If anything, this chapter really signifies the choices we make to become an adult. Read it and find out what it means to you. We may have difference in opinions. The other working title had something to do with that aspect of choices and adulthood, but couldn't find the right words in time. So I went with what I got.

Now that most of my thoughts are out of the way, Happy reading, Enjoy, and Thank You for Your Support.

Chapter Four - I'm A Loser But It's The Part I Decided To Play

Yui: "YaHello!"

Does she take advantage of every greeting opportunity with a 'YaHallo?' I follow Yuigahama's lead as she unlocks her door and make herself known.

Hachiman: "YaHallo!"

I face tail as Miura follows close behind with a reluctant face.

Hachiman: "You could at least give a 'YaHallo' too."

Yumiko: "You two are a joke. Like seriously."

Hachiman: "You didn't have to tag along, you know. Spare me from your sour attitude."

Yumiko: "Shut up, Hikio."

Honestly, I couldn't say why Miura decided to come with us; we could have gone shopping whenever. So it begs to question, what does she have to gain or prove by hanging out with me and Yuigahama? The out-of-place blonde exudes a face of woe. It's as though she's never been to her best friend's house before. Her eyebrows are pushed against each other with much tension as her lips lightly tremble. If we were friends, then she'd most definitely be grabbing hold of my sleeve for safety measures. Even a frightened puppy never looked so worrisome compared to Miura's current expression. Something isn't right.

Yumiko: "I haven't been over in forever. And it's long over due with paying my respects to my best friend's family. This has nothing to do with you. Got it?!"

Hachiman: "Your face says differently. Nervous much?"

Yumiko: "I'm not!"

Hachiman: "Whatever you say."

You're like a fish in out of water right now, princess. Mrs. Yuigahama greets her daughter with a motherly embrace then extends a wave towards both her colleagues. Shortly after, we make our way to Yuigahama's kitchen where the mother-daughter duo pull out two trays from the fridge. Looks to be some sort of batter or dough mixture. A familiar scene to take in; baking with the Yuigahama's always felt relaxing, plus it's been a minute. I'm sure by now, Yuigahama is a polished and professional baker. Or close to it anyway.

Mrs. Yuigahama: "Hikki-kun, I'm so glad you've healed up from your recent injuries. My daughter kept going on and on about how in pain you were. Nearly brought the poor dear to tears a couple times."

Yui: "Mom! Don't say such things! I wasn't crying! It's a complete lie!"

Honestly, Mrs. Yuigahama described her daughter quite well. I can vividly see her doing exactly that.

Mrs. Yuigahama: "Oh dear. Don't you remember? You were just SO upset that you kept spouting things like: 'It's not fair that Hikki is in the nurses office' or 'He should be here baking sweets with me.'"

Yui: "Moooooom~ Pleeease!"

Mrs. Yuigahama: "Oh come now. Don't make your mother out to be a liar."

Yui: "But do you have to go around embarrassing me in front of my friends?"

Mrs. Yuigahama: "There's nothing embarrassing about caring for your friends. Right, Hikki-kun?"

She caught me off guard! What do I say? I don't care to agree with adults, but if I don't, I may no longer be welcomed.

Hachiman: "Umm… Yeah... She's completely right."

Mrs. :Yuigahama: "You see? I bet he even found it moving that you cared so much."

Yuigahama tries to push her mom out the kitchen as she starts to throw quick comments to drown her mother from further bashful topics, yet the embarrassed girl hardly made any progress in budging the openly mother from her spot.

Yui: "Right! That's enough from you! You can go back doing whatever it was you were doing! Good-bye!"

Mrs. Yuigahama: "Don't be so rude! I've been looking forward to when Hikki-kun would come back to visit. And Yumi-chan, it's been so long. I'm glad you can join my daughter today."

Yumiko: "Of course. I had the day off and hadn't made any prior plans for today…Right?! Ha-chi-ma-n!"

If looks could kill, I would have died a thousand deaths by now. Miura's glares are nothing to joke about. Her anaconda side is on full display and I'm feeling constricted by her sheer death stares.

Mrs. Yuigahama: "Oh! First name basis? I had no idea! You two must be real close?"

Miura's look went from disappointed to agitated quick as I tried to clear the misunderstanding. Why am I being subjected to explaining myself all of a sudden. Because there's a boy in the house, it's as though the attention shifted from baking to Hachiman Hikigaya.

Hachiman: "It's not like that at all. It's ummm just a dumb joke from earlier."

Mrs. Yuigahama: "Oh? I would hope so. Ha-chi-kun."

Hachiman: "It is. Hehehe~"

Mrs. Yuigahama's demeanor changed slightly from being motherly and adorably embarrassing, to hyper focused and keen to my reply. Slowly her presence creeps up on me as though snuffing out a liar. But everything I said was the complete truth. A daunting feeling of helplessness that reminded me of when Yuigahama gave me this same chilling feeling after class. Idiomatically, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

Mrs. Yuigahama: "Oh relax, I'm only teasing. Well I don't want to be a bother, so I'll be in my room. And dear, don't forget to put some tea on the stove for our guests."

The verbacious mother walks towards her daughter before leaving the kitchen then nudges her discretely. She whispers something in her ears. Rapidly, her daughter's face turns a bright red. Wonder what that's about?! Whatever it was, it can't be anything good. More embarrassing conversations I bet. Glad I can't listen in. Even if I asked Yuigahama, she won't tell me anything anyways.

Yui: "Ummm, right, thanks mom. We'll call you if we need anything. Hey guys, I'm about to heat up some tea. It'll be a while but let's say we get started!"

Her mother gives her complimentary close as she makes her exit out the kitchen. She heads upstairs as she retreats to her room in comfort. What a let down. I was really looking forward to baking with Yuigahama's mom too.

Yumiko: "So like, what exactly are we supposed to be doing, Yui?"

Yui: "For now, let's knead some of this cookie dough. Once the oven is pre-heated, we're gonna bake'em! All the hard part is done, so we don't have to worry about all that. Then after we knead'em, we'll cut'em into different shapes! Mom even got us a new set of cookie cutters! They're shaped like cute animals!"

The enjoyment in her voice tells how excited she is to bake with us. It wouldn't be surprising if she had made that dough last week; the scheduled day I was originally supposed visit. I'm glad she's happy though. I really didn't mean to avoid her and so the least I could do is seem like I'm having fun; which won't be hard to do. Yuigahama pulls out a handful of cookie cutters from a well assorted drawer.

Yui: "We have one shaped like a cat, a penguin... Oh this one is my favorite; it's shaped like Sable… Oh Hikki! I think Yukinon would love this one. It's a panda shape!"

I look at the panda-shaped cookie cutter and wondered how she got panda out of a basic bear cutout. Honestly it could have been any bear. It's not like the cookie cutter is divided that separates the black and white colors of an actual panda. But I'll play along.

Hachiman: "Right… yeah! I can see it now!"

Yui: "Look Miura! Don't they look so cute!"

Yumiko: "Honestly Yui, I can't see the panda."

Yui: "Ehh…hehe…"

If I had to guess, Miura's probably upset at us for taking up her time. She could at least humor her friend. If she was going to act sour, she honestly didn't need to be here. The irate girl walks over to me and simply stands idly. She has no earthly reason being this close to me. Having my personal space invaded, I take a step away from Miura. Then her piercing green eyes hover towards my direction with a very bland expression.

Yumiko: "So, you actually find doing these kinds of things, fun?"

Hachiman: "Aside from that Valentine's event we had last year, have you actually tried it before? It's pretty relaxing. Maybe you could learn a thing or two from Yuigahama."

Yumiko: "Hmm… Can't believe we missed shopping for this. I think I'll sit this one out. Have at it you two. And Yui, try not to fetch up the room, if you know what I mean."

Miura sits across the counter as she begins to dabble on her cell phone. Obviously her feeling of disinterest with having a group activity, makes Yuigahama feel uneasy. But this isn't the time to awkwardly stem from Miura's selfish decisions. Yuigahama and I continued on without her help; minding her little attention. Not long after, it starts to feel like it's just the two of us, regardless if Miura were here or not. I recommence my enjoyment with my fellow club member as we goof around cutting out different shapes aside from the pre-shaped animal inspired cookie cutters.

As much fun the two of us are having, a lingering feeling of exclusion starts to seep in me, Miura is still here and still acting quite stubborn no matter how hard she hides that fact behind the screen of her cell phone. It must be getting to her; that feeling of awkwardness. Why did she decide to tag along is she's just going to act like a brat? That question lingers ever more than before. I whisper to Yuigahama about her so-called friend.

Hachiman: "Is she always like this?"

Yui: "Well, usually if it doesn't interest her, she doesn't care to partake in it. But when we're with friends, she's always game to do anything if all of us are into it."

Hachiman: "Got it, so basically I'm still no more than an acquaintance to her."

Yui: "I'm pretty sure you're much more than that. Especially after helping her out with Hayato. Even now, you're concerned. But I'm glad, because now I know I'm not the only one feeling worried all of a sudden. She must be really upset with what happened early. Slapping Hayato out of nowhere like that; then getting the cold shoulder soon after, no girl wants to feel disliked. Plus you know how much Hayato means to Yumiko. So don't over think it, Hikki. I'm pretty sure it's hardly the reason why she's being like this."

Hachiman: "Right... noted."

Yui: "Then again, you only have yourself to blame. Promising two girls to hang out on the same day. How irresponsible of you, Hikki."

Hachiman: "Oh come on Yuigahama!"

Yui: "The truth is, she hadn't been over in ages. Maybe since I started spending more time with Yukinon… that probably has her feeling uneasy too. Our friendship never really went back to normal, I guess..."

The uneasiness returned in Yuigahama's voice and it only made me feel bad for both girls. My friend list doesn't extend past only a handful of people. I have more acquaintances than I do friends. And even with the little colleagues I do have, it's not like I go out of my way to always 'hang'; not like Yuigahama and Miura do with their clique. It's painfully draining to be too social. Even now, I had to muster up the energy to be here. But if I had the option in backing out or if she had canceled, I would have been completely and utterly okay with those outcomes. When did I get so empathetic over others? It's not like their relationship matters to me anyways. Our silent conversation brings Miura to our attention as the wearied blonde spouts her concern at the both of us.

Yumiko: "You two have been awfully quiet. What are the two of you talking about?"

Hachiman: "It's none of your concern. Since you don't wanna join in, I don't see why we should share our conversation."

Yui: "Hikki, what are you saying? She's gonna get even more upset."

Hachiman: "Don't worry, I think I've figured a little something out about her."

Yumiko: "What exactly are you getting at, freak-a-zoid! I didn't tell you to make any moves on my best friend! And Yui, you can do so much better than this guy. Giggling and playing house? It's a bit cheesy don't you think, Yui?"

Yui: "Maybe… I just thought we could all have some fun is all…"

Yumiko: "If I had known that this is what I'd be doing, I wouldn't have come honestly."

Yui: "Oh, right. Hehe… Sorry Yumiko."

Yuigahama's voice grows more and more silent to Miura's harsh banter. I don't know if she's purposefully making her feel bad about herself, or if this is just how she treats everyone. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that she's friends with me and Yukinoshita. I can't quite put my thumb on it. But if I tell this hot-head off right now, it'd probably only worsen their already shattering friendship. That's not what I want for Yuigahama. But I also don't want her feeling oppressed by someone who's literally in the same grade as all of us. Without Miura's rank, she's just like everyone else. Still a low blow for treating her friends like they don't matter though. What am I saying. I wasn't any better in my earlier years, to say the least.

Does she not know that sometimes the words you say can have a dramatic effect on others? Again, I sound like a hypocrite. Should I really be the one to talk since I've been doing a lot of the same for years? The only difference is that I purposely avoided people so I'd be spared such disgrace. I would like to think AND hope that I've grown a little, now that I'm a senior. If the last two years had taught me anything, understanding compassion is a strength on its own. I take a good amount of cookie dough and start to knead a fairly decent size ball, then I abruptly toss the ball of dough towards Miura. Before it could hit the floor, the superficial girl swiftly swoops down to catch it; as I purposefully catch her pride in check.

Yumiko: "Hey! Watch it! You almost ruined the cookie dough Yui worked so hard to make! I won't forgive you if you make her cry due to your carelessness!"

Hachiman: "Look who's talking, princess. Why don't you join us. Give me a shot and I'll show you how a real man bakes cookies!"

Not exactly one of my better plans, but it's working. She's now siding with Yuigahama. A strong silence hit the room before Miura breaks into a chuckle. She's holding it in as much as she can, but I guess the idea of a man baking is too funny to her that her chuckle turns into honest laughter. The most honest she's been since stepping into this house. I could only conceptualize what she's imagining; me in an apron and bonnet, I would hope not. The important thing is that she's loosening up a bit. Miura's been tense since we've arrived. And as my club member pointed out a moment in our previous conversation, her and Miura haven't been in the best of terms. Finishing her much needed titter, Miura makes her way behind the kitchen counter to join us.

Yumiko: "Alright Mr. Baker. Show me what you've got."

Hikigaya: "Sure, but don't be surprised if I blow your mind with my amazing baking skills."

At least the face Yuigahama exudes is priceless; her cheeks are even lightening up with a smile. Cute. Her face never looks good if it's in sorrow. Glad things are turning out for the better. Now we can all enjoy the process of an activity together. Though Miura and I still aren't friends, if I'm able to level with her, I realize how easy it is to defuse her fiery side.

Throughout the evening, things wound up better than expected with hardly any lingering negativity. So I'll admit, my baking skills are as non-existent as Miura's empathy. Maybe she was also looking for a reason to feel at ease since she felt uneasy from the beginning. Earlier, she would only be trying to conduct herself into acting as normal as possible, but instead went to shaming people as a way to cope with such a daunting situation. All just speculation, but given her current situation with Hayama, I can understand even that much.

Who knew Miura was such the terrible baker. Really, who didn't see that one coming?! We tried all the cookies and also shared some with Mrs. Yuigahama. Mine turned out slightly burnt, Yuigahama's obviously turned out the best, as for Miura… well, let's just say she avoided burning the entire kitchen down. It was 'fun' to say the least. As the evening finally draws to an end, it's nearly that time make our departure.

Yui: "Thanks again for coming over Hikki. It was tons of fun."

Hachiman: "I still got a long way to go. But yeah, it's always a blast."

Was that too straight forward? I meant it, but using the word 'always,' might make me sound a bit too forthright. Yuigahama slightly shifts her gaze while stroking her hair as she exudes a glow onto her cheeks. She looks back at me with an engaging smile. So cute. The awkwardness starts to creep from the silence that the two of us got entangled in, but Miura intervenes to save us from our own weirdness. We were doing so good too.

Yumiko: "Yeah well, speak for yourself, mine were all burnt! Like seriously though. Who knew baking could be so hard."

Yui: "Yumiko, come by again sometime. I'll teach you a few tips and tricks you could try."

Yumiko: "Baking isn't really my thing, but…"

What's she going to do? Is she going to continue to push her away or take this opportunity to try and fix a dying friendship?

Yumiko: "…I'm totes down! It was hella fun with more people! Besides, Mr. Baker here obviously sucks at teaching. So… I'm looking forward to it… Yui."

The two girls chuckle as they say their good-byes. Miura and I walk down the street waving back at Yuigahama.

It's grown so quiet from just a moment ago. Funny how a situation could be flipped rather quickly without notice. But I can't say I feel awkward, even though I'm walking side-by-side with the Fiery Queen. There's not much to say during this stroll home; instead I engulf myself with the natural scenery of the evening sky turning a purple from a deep orange. I do a quick glance at the girl next to me as she too looks up in tranquility. The few moments I catch her not being assertive. This is a rare site to say the least. As the sky sleeps, the street lamps awake to light our way. Aside from a few evening joggers, everyone's already home. I guess I don't mind accompanying her to the train station. It'd be rude to leave a girl by herself in the night. But honestly, the night sky never struck me as daunting; more so comforting. Daytime can be rather harsh in comparison. I feel her body slowly getting closer to mine. Is she scared of the night? Maybe I spoke too soon. I pretend to pay no attention by keeping my eyes forward; maintaining the same pace with Miura. Suddenly she stops surprisingly.

Yumiko: "Back there; you didn't have to do that."

Hachiman: "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Yumiko: "Our relationship is none of your concern. So… you shouldn't…"

Hachiman: "…I shouldn't pry? Maybe I wouldn't have, if you hadn't made the situation so awkward."

Yumiko: "…"

Hachiman: "Why'd you decide to come along anyway? I could only imagine that I made you so upset that I didn't choose you over Yuigahama."

Yumiko: "It's nothing like that…"

Hachiman: "Right. I don't ever force you to explain yourself to me. So granted if you don't tell me anything, then you could at least let me do what I want."

Yumiko: "You're under my requests, Hikio. Or did you forget that was your role in all this."

Hachiman: "You really need to cool it with your hot and cold tsundere tendecies. It doesn't suit you."

Yumiko: "A tsundere. The hell is that supposed to mean? I just simply can't stand you."

Hachiman: "Great, there's a mutuality we can both agree on. Let's not kid ourselves; we're never going to be friends, so don't think for a second just because you can behest orders, that I'm always going to follow your commands."

Yumiko: "If it doesn't concern Hayato, then you shouldn't get involved."

Hachiman: "Funny you think I did any of it for you. Yuigahama's an actual friend. I owed it to her. If it somehow affected you, then it was unintentional."

I knew that what I had finished saying, was a lie. I needed it to work out for the both of them, or else everything would be forced and not genuine. Yuigahama's feelings mattered as much as Miura's just for that small moment. I told myself, if I could make them see eye-to-eye on a common situation, the resolve would only patch things up. In the end, I wanted both girls to feel as though neither of them missed out on anything from the time they hit a rough patch. The whole situation sounded so dumb to begin with. None of it should have happened. And to think they've been bickering all this time like underclassmen. Miura is right though, this shouldn't be any concern of mine.

From out of nowhere, I feel a tug around my arm. With Miura's arm around mine, she has me captive. Miura's wanting something. If our conversation didn't make it obvious enough, her locking arms with mine does. But what is it that she wants from me? We continue to walk but I still have the slightest idea why she's chasing me. Am I not done for the day? Whatever she wants, can't it wait 'till morning? If I make Komachi worry again, my explanation is only going to pile up when I try to reconcile with her.

Hachiman: "Hey, let go. It's kinda weird, especially when we made it clear that we're never going to see eye-to-eye on things."

Yumiko: "Just for a moment. Please… You could at least grant me this much…"

I guess I'm not done for the evening. She has more to say but wants me to figure it out? All I gotta do is get her talking about herself. She loves doing that, it won't take much. But her arm wrapped around mine, I'm not the least bit shocked; as though it was a regular thing with us. Maybe because I know this could be another devilish ploy. That's not to say I don't mind having a cute girl clinging onto me. Her scent is a reminiscent of the cookies we baked and also an alluring smell of the… ocean? Not as though she returned from the beach, but something more polished smelling. It somewhat entices my senses.

Yumiko: "Does it really feel weird? I guess you've never had a girl hold on to you before."

Hachiman: "It's weird because your actions are all superficial and fake. It's not that it feels unnatural. All I have to imagine is my darling sister holding onto my arms. Then everything seems fine."

Yumiko: "Don't say that in front of me. I'm not like Yui, I don't find that crap funny. Comparing me to you kid sister; do you wanna be known as a sister lover?"

Hachiman: "Chill, I didn't mean to offend. I can never get a reading with you."

Yumiko: "Oh yeah? I could say the same about you. Lately, you've either been helpful or a complete jerk."

Hachiman: "You're a complete jerk to me twenty-four seven. But there are moments I can actually talk to you like a normal person."

Yumiko: "I only get this angry when I'm pissed off at something. Right now, it's being with you rather than with Hayato."

Doesn't mean you gotta resent me for it. Did she forget I'm trying to help her sort it all out? I stop walking and take a deep breath from the night's air. Still facing forward, the tough girl act finally shatters as Miura breaks out in tears. Just for a moment, I'll lend her my shoulder. Just until she regains her composure. Maybe that's all she's wanting from me. She really does resent everything I'm doing. That's clear as day to me. Just looking at her sob, how pathetic. Not too far off is a playground; how convenient. Why is there always an empty playground at night? Thanks romcom gods, but this situation isn't exactly amorous as I expected.

We make our way towards the park bench and sit down for a bit. She's awfully close that my heart starts to race. Though not friends, to onlookers, we're the perfect couple. Her importuning demeanor is howling for me to assist in her unassailable affairs, but if she's not going to be vocal about anything, how exactly am I supposed to help? And like hell, I'd be fooled into being an accomplice in something I'd regret. I've learned my lesson from before. All I know is that it had something to do before lunch break ended today. And if it weren't obvious enough, her behavior now is speaking louder than words. Although I'm not going to bite down with her phony performance, I'll be sure to tread lightly. Ultimately, it's her choice if she wants to start talking to me.

Her forced fondling causes me to blush unintentionally. She's good with playing the cute card. Miura scooches her torso even closer to mine. My heart be still damn it! This is nothing but an elaborate trap! The girl's tears seem to have stop but her expression still looks to be distraught. A couple evening joggers pace around the park from a distance. Some glance our way as I turn my face from their prying. Jeez! Can't people mind their own business? I think she knows that she can get away with her behavior because there's hardly anyone out to spot us, and those that are, aren't anyone we're familiar with. She might also know the area. Why else would she be bold enough to wrap herself around me without being ashamed of getting spotted by anyone? I guess the worst thing that could happen is if Yuigahama ran out of her home to spot us being all cuddly with one another. How disgusting to think I'd be dating such a vile person. She needs to stop blushing and appearing so adorable! It's throwing me off! As I say that, I play along to ease this hopeless girl's tension.

Yumiko: "I messed up didn't I? Today, with Hayato."

It is about what happened earlier. And yeah, you kinda did; BIG TIME!

Hachiman: "Don't worry about it. He'll come around. He's not one to hold any grudges or ill will. I wouldn't be surprised if he's back to his usual self by tomorrow."

There's no such chance he will be.

Yumiko: "I asked him what career path he would choose. But he said he hadn't really gotten any clue yet. If it's anything like last year, he'll be leaning towards the sciences. Right?"

Hikigaya: "Sounds about right. It's definitely up his alley. I personally forgot what I picked last year. Was it Liberal Arts? I don't quite remember. But it shouldn't matter."

Miura: "He told me he was considering on continuing his education overseas, in the States."

Her grip around my torso tightens. This is where the real conversation begins. I take a deep breath as I try to relax my composure. It's a way of prepping for a long and strenuous dissention. Gotta start off playing it cool. Not phased, I react to her tightened grip as I stroke her outer body with my palm. Then I lighten the conversation by trying to play it as if it isn't any big deal. But obviously, it's going to react differently with her. What will she do?

Hikigaya: "No way! Now there's a shocker. He's a smart guy, pretty sure he'd get in with flying colors. Wow, the Americas. And here I am looking for local colleges. Kinda makes you wanna rethink about your plans a bit. You should be happy for him..."

The girl cries out furiously at me with no time at all.

Yumiko: "You're not hearing me!"

I shout back with vigor as I slowly loosen her lifeline from mine.

Hachiman: "I'm hearing you just fine!"

Miura is taken aback with my quick and abrupt counter. I might of frightened her for a second. But I'm not taking this laying down. I need to set her straight. If this is her sole reason, she needs to get a grip on reality. She thinks she has me hooked in her idealization, but I've been on guard since the beginning. And for people like her, I know the stages all too well. How could I not? Speaking from experience, they're the worst type of people.

Hachiman: "I hear you just fine Miura. I get it. 'How could he just go off leaving me and everyone behind. It isn't fair. I'm doing everything I can to be with him, why can't he see me and my struggles! All I want is to be with him! Does he not know he's hurting his friends.' How'd I do? Am I close?"

The once clamorous girl falls silent. I take that as a yes.

Hachiman: "Now I've got a better understanding why he snapped at you earlier. Honestly, talking about prying into someone else's life; you really need to heed your own advice…"

She abruptly cuts me off…

Yumiko: "…I said he told me that information. I never went out looking for it. It's only part of the reason why I'm upset. What really pissed me off today, was Yukinoshita."

Hachiman: "Because of the meeting she had today with Hayama? What does that have to do with anything?"

Yumiko: "At first, I hadn't known. How could I have? But I was too naïve to think that it would be nothing. So I went digging. It wasn't until today when I found out the whole truth. She's playing the both of us Hikio! Her and her stupid family!"

My jaw hung loose from my upper mouth in utter revelation.

Hachiman: "You don't mean…"

Yumiko: "They plan on attending the same university together! Hayato has an in with the University because the Yukinoshita family are in good terms with the school there. They're known for having a strong science base program in New York, and Hayato played right into their hands. That bitch Haruno, was the one who laid it out for him. But your friend isn't innocent either!"

Hachiman: "That's a strong accusation, Miura! There's no way Yukinoshita could have known until today… Where are your sources? How can I trust you?"

I needed valid evidence. It could be she's making it all up. But I stay seated and listened carefully. My hands are to myself; folded in front of me. Miura tugs onto my blazer as if she were a child in need of something. Thought I thought I was prepared for whatever happens tonight, but after closely listening to Miura, I literally start to feel my ears burn.

Yumiko: "Was his reaction earlier today not enough for you?! Fine, let me spell it out, Hikio! Hayato told me some weeks ago about his plans… said to keep it a secret. That it was the reason why he couldn't give me a straight answer about where our relationship might be headed. Normally I would brush it off. But this time around, he was considering studying abroad. So I became desperate for help and information."

She unzips her book bag and pulls out a pamphlet and waves it in my face.

Yumiko: "Here! Take a look for yourself! I took it out from Hayato's folder before I stormed out the classroom today. I was inclined to take it. Good thing I did too. Flip it around. It's mainly in English, but on the back, there's a list of sponsors. I'm pretty sure even you of all people could make out at least one name."

Taking the pamphlet and observing it. The front cover displays a blue crest with some Latin writing I'm unaware of. Flipping it over as Miura suggests, the back side lists all the sponsors of the University. Second row, about a third down reads, Yukinoshita Incorporations. I'm taken unexpectedly with this new development. Miura had every right to be worried. It's all making sense now; why she'd go to such extremes. Her unusual request, the staged fight, pissing off Hayama today, everything.

But in her desperate position, what else could she have done? The reasoning why she came to the Service Club in the first place, was not because she wanted to only gain Hayama's attention, but most importantly, to make sure he doesn't leave Japan. At least if he were here, she'd still be able to play towards his affections. But now, she's trying to extinguish a growing fire, yet no ones told her that you can't put out fire with fire. Now the situation with Hayama blew up ten fold; right in her face. Miura isn't finished speaking, So I continue to chime in.

Yumiko: "I've been playing it in my head all day. After making a mess of things with Hayato, I figured hanging out with you and Yuigahama would at least put my mind at ease. Keeping stuff like this inside hurts me too much! But I didn't wanna break Hayato's promise. He'll really hate me if I did that. But you're the only one I can trust with this information. I can't tell any of my friends. But it's so hard to keep a straight face around him now. I find myself detesting him, feeling betrayed. But I can't stop loving him. There's so much pain, Hikio. I had to tell someone. Now that you know, I don't even know if that was the right call to make. I can't believe I broke my promise. This is just great."

It's bad enough for Miura that the top colleges in Japan want Hayama, never crossed my mind he was thinking broader. Earlier today before lunch ended, when I walked in on Hayama and Miura's feud, was that the clarification she talked about earlier? My mind starts to race. As for Yukinoshita, would she actually make a decision without telling her friends? No doubt her family are pulling the strings as they always do. She has no real say. That's how it's always been with that girl. But I need to know for sure. Her choices must have been limited to making the Yukinoshita name look good for international business propositions. And yet, with all that taken into consideration, I still find myself repeating the same question in my head; why hasn't she told me or Yuigahama about it all? My head is all jumbled with facts and 'what ifs', my ears are burning, and my energy is pretty much depleted at this point.

Yumiko: "We gotta do something Hikio. I don't care what it is! It's bad enough he's going overseas to study, but with Yukinoshita of all people?! There's just so much heartache I can take!"

Am I actually relating with Miura? For a girl like her to fall in love with someone all throughout her high school life but never getting a response up until the final days of high school, only to find out that the one you love is going far away with your proposed nemesis; it's gut wrenching. She never developed feelings for anyone else romantically. And I'm far from her type. I've had my fair share of bad luck with the opposite sex. Especially during most of my middle school and high school life, I've been the awkward kid with hardly any friends.

Relating with her is one thing, but I really don't know what to tell her at this point. There's absolutely nothing we can do about this. It's a choice they have to make which doesn't involve any of us. It's no wonder Hayama wanted to keep it a secret. It would've made his decision that much harder to make. But keeping it a secret isn't exactly the best way to solve this type of problem. Not unless he wants it all to blow up in his face. What's he gonna do when it does? Ghost everyone? Why do I even care what he does? If fact, I hope it does blow up in his stupid pretty boy face.

In the end, no amount of convincing or two-timing is going to make them sway their decisions. But I'm still appalled that Yukinoshita hadn't said anything to her friends. Why do I keep coming back to that?! Maybe we were never really close in the first place! Hell, even right now, Miura is the only one that shares my honest feelings. Maybe like Miura, I felt two-timed by Yukinoshita. Miura looks up at me as she stares into my dead eyes.

Yumiko: "Hikio?"

Hachiman: "Let's stop whatever we're doing here. Whatever 'this' is. It's for the best."

Yumiko: "What are you talking about? You're giving up just like that?"

Hachiman: "It's hard to give up on something that never really was. You feel me?"

Yumiko: "So a little bad news, and you clam up. Some man you turned out to be! But by all means, go bake cookies with side chick number two!"

Her devaluation phase is on full display. And I'm receiving 100% of its competency. But like I said, I'm not going to take this laying down. I'm just as pissed as she is. Something in me just went off like a landmine.

Hachiman: "God! Just shut up! It's so annoying listening to you talk! Get a clue! It's none of our business at this point. We have less than a year. Why don't you go cherish the moment you have left with your friends before graduation. Who knows, maybe you'll change his mind. Or just keep faking for his sake. I honestly don't care anymore."

Yumiko: "Easy for you to say. I can't just go back to being buddy-buddy. Especially after what happened today! I've poured my heart and soul onto him each year. Yet he still brushes my feelings off. It's like he doesn't wanna get a clue! But I know him better than that. I get he's doing it for reasons larger than his own. YOU on the other hand, hardly gotten close to that Yukinoshita girl. Plus Yui will still be here playing house with you. Cut your losses and call it a day? That's your plan?"

If anything, she's the one that needs to get a clue! The arrogance on this girl! Speaking as though Hayama is better than me in every way, then tells me that I NEED to help her. You don't ask someone for help if you're only going to bad mouth their reputation in front of their face, bitch!

Hachiman: "Yeah? And what's wrong with that? It's in the cards for me, isn't it? You know, you've been a thorn in my side for these past three years. There's no reconciling with you at all. Even more so than Hayama. Well guess who got the most to LOSE in this situation. Here's a hint, it's not me for once! Am I upset? Yeah I'm pissed off, but not being attached to anyone, actually saved me so much heartache! I guess you drew the short straw, Ms. Fiery Queen. By the way Hayama, he's one guy! Wake the hell up! Don't give me that crap about pouring your heart and soul into one guy just to get disappointed in the end. You know how many times I've tried and tried and TRIED my best to have a meaningful relationship? All throughout middle school and high school, I've tried with ANYONE willing to give me the chance! But without a second thought, I get shot down before I can finish a sentence! 'Eww, you're talking to Fishygaya? Gross!' 'Hey look it's Ewwygaya!' 'Don't let him get close or you'll catch sickigaya's germs!' 'Hey guys, I wouldn't rely on Hikitani! He's so unreliable!' That's just with my name. Shall I continue?! You wanna hear what people like you say behind my back?! They say the worst things about me without even getting to know me! But I'm not here to make you feel guilty with what you or your friends do on your spare time. If you guys wanna keep poking fun at the loser sitting in the corner all throughout your lavish high school years, then go right ahead. I'm not stopping you, hopefully you guys build 'memorable relationships' due to my expense. So thank you, you've made it crystal clear winning is out of the question for me. I've already admitted it to myself long ago that I've…"

I abruptly stop myself after realizing I've been monologuing for a while. What am I doing?! I'm saying too much. But Miura in near tears, shouts back.

Yumiko: "You've already what?! Finish what you were about to say! You can't, can you?! You know why that is? It's because you're a loser without anything to fight for! You have nothing to call your own! Where's your damn pride?! You're such a coward. That's why no one likes you! You think it's because it's your looks? It's because they see how easily you scare! When are you gonna get your act together?!"

Hachiman: "I've already admitted to myself that I've lost. I'm the loser because it's the part I decided to play in this dumb romance comedy, you call high school. Someone had to be it, right? If just happened to be Hachiman Hikigaya. No one is born on equal terms. Some have a leg up before others can learn to crawl. Others are wealthier, healthier, good-looking. What constitutes being accepted in a greater society? How can those you shun ever live a normal life? We're fat, broke, have dead fish eyes... it's not right. It's just not right. You can't take someone's choice for yourself if they're the ones given the opportunity to choose. You understand now?"

Miura remains silent as I've exhausted all my energy. The thing is, I'm worth nothing. So I've nothing to lose except my composure at this point. Does Miura really have this kind of effect on people? Took every bone in Hayama's body to not go overboard. But it's like she's really asking for it.

Hachiman: "Forget it. Whether you understand or not, I don't think it's ever going to sink in that thick skull of yours. Your problem is that you're too stubborn. It's a shame some people find that part of you charming. Just don't talk to me about moving forward! From where I stand, it seems I've done more of that than you."

Miura begins to tear up again. I guess when I'm upset, I just let everything out in the open. But none of it was a lie. Just the cold truth. My truth. Things quiet down for a bit, but it's now awkward sitting here with her. I need to start heading back home so I stand from where I was sitting.

Yumiko: "Asshole! I knew I couldn't count on you. What a joke."

Hachiman: "Sounds like your problem. I've got my own to deal with. I need to start heading home and make amends with Komachi."

Yumiko: "What's going on with your sister?"

I look down at her as though she didn't have the privilege in knowing my life. But since she was the sole reason why we were arguing in the first place, I tell her.

Hachiman: "Like it even mattered to you. We got into a fight recently because I was too stubborn in protecting your reputation. There, we're even. No more secrets. Stay out of my life forever."

Slowly I make my way home, leaving Miura to herself in the night. The hell if I really care about what she does from here on out. I'm done with all of it.

Finally making it home from a day that seemed to never end, I still had one more task to do. As the door swings shut behind me, my kid sister hops out from the small hallway to see me in dismay. Soon as she realizes it's her good-for-nothing brother, her surprised expression turns to gloom.

Komachi: "Oh, it's only you."

Hachiman: "What, were you expecting someone else?"

Komachi: "It's none of your concern remember? Besides, it was just out of habit."

The overturn little sister starts to walk back into her room, but I call to her before she leaves completely.

Hachiman: "Komachi, wait. I'm sorry…"

The little girl peaks back from the hall and stares at me with a bland gaze.

Komachi: "Sorry about what?"

Hachiman: "About everything. I guess the most I'm sorry for, is making you worry. Then mistook your worry for anger. I know you were only getting worked up because your brother was being an idiot."

Komach: "That's right!"

I didn't think she'd agree so quickly.

Komachi: "You can be an idiot... But sometimes, I can be an even bigger idiot."

Hachiman: "What are you saying? Never. You were right to say all those things. Harsh as it may sound, they're all true. You're the more mature one in my eyes."

Komachi: "Remember, it's my duty to take care of you now. When we were little, you were always the one there for me. So when I saw you all bruised up, I didn't know what I could do to help. Because I wasn't there for you. I felt useless that I got angry and took it out on you. I should have realized how you were feeling when you got home that night. So… I'm sorry too big brother!"

She runs up to me as I openly embrace her into my arms. We hug out our problems as we discuss our situation.

Hachiman: "Hey now, you had every right to worry. I guess I'm so used to being pampered by you. I need to start pulling my own weight. Even around the house. Now that you're in high school, you have your own life too. So I can't always rely on you."

Komachi starts to tear up a bit. I think it's what she wanted to hear. She deserves it and so much more. I can't count on her to always be there for me. And it's selfish to think otherwise. What she said before, me being a child, she wasn't wrong. When I look in the mirror, I don't feel any taller than the last couple years and I hadn't felt any sort of maturity in me. The difference between puberty and becoming an adult is that you can physically feel and see yourself change from being a child; whereas becoming an adult are all choices you have to mentally consider. There isn't any voice changing, growth spurt, etc. that comes from being an adult. Maybe growing a beard for males, but that's about it until you age into being elderly.

I know she's been tired. High school isn't anything like middle school or elementary school. Classes are harder, responsibilities are stricter, students get more difficult; it's but a small reflection to what we can expect after we graduate. And if you don't blossom into the individual you want to become before it all ends, then it's that much harder for someone to function in society. So I know it meant a lot to her when I spoke those words. But like she always does, my little sister insists otherwise.

Komachi: "Don't be silly big bro. I can never get tired of taking care of you. Why do you think I decided to go for the Home Ecs Cub?"

She's slightly trembling. I know there's some lie in those words. When I reply back, I have to sound as though she doesn't need to worry. Even though I know that's all she'll do.

Hachiman: "Well, I'm happy. But I think it'll be a lot more fun if we do things together sometimes. Like making meals and cleaning together."

Reluctantly, she agrees.

Komachi: "If you say so big brother."

The love I have for Komachi is immeasurable. She hadn't asked me why I came home late. Maybe she was wondering at first, but the thought might have left her mind after our conversation. She has nothing to worry about anyways.

Hachiman: "I'm guessing I get mega points for those words."

Komachi: "I guess so even though it took you forever to apologize… Oh! I forgot to make your dinner! You must be hungry. Lately I haven't been in the habit of cooking because of you know what. But I can whip you up something quick!"

Hachiman: "Relax, Komachi. Let's do it together. I gotta start helping out one of these days right?"

Komachi: "No! You had a long day, I can't possibly have you cook now!"

I laugh and pat her head as I make my way to the kitchen. If I don't physically push myself to help, then she'll only make light of what I meant. And I really did mean what I said. There will be a day when I won't be able to rely on Komachi. As sad as the thought, she too has her own choices that'll lead her into adulthood. Who am I to take those choices away? Another rhetorical question.

Hahciman: "Hurry up over here. What do we need to get started?"

A little perplexed at the situation, she turns around to face me in the kitchen.

Komachi: "Oh right! Here, let me help you out! By the way, how was Yui's? You stayed a lot longer than I thought. You probably didn't wanna come home to face me. Huh?"

Hachiman: "Believe me, it has nothing to do with that. I'm just glad I get to be home and make amends. I would be lying if I said that Yui didn't give me a stern talking to about the whole thing. I just ended up staying later than planned is all."

Komachi: "Right, I guess that's that then."

I'm glad she believes her lying brother. I hate doing it to her, but what Miura and I had, it's official done with. I can go back to school without any worries about the Fiery Queen or her lovesick situation. Matter of fact, now I got my own situation to deal with. And it stems from Yukinoshita moving to the States.

I bury my face in my arms as I lie on my desk, minding my own business. Ms. Hiratsuka, in a ruckus fashion, barges in without poise as she reminds everyone about the Career Plan assignment. Crap, was that due today? Last night, all I could think about was the fight me and Queen Bee had. Maybe if I plead to our astute educator, she'd let me off easy. Maybe even helping me fill it out. I make it a point not visit her more than I need to, but back-to-back twice in a week, is already too much. It's not like I don't get enough of her during our lectures.

As lunch hour hit, I stole a peak over at Hayama's little group. Wonder how's he holding up from yesterday? Not conversing with anyone, he stoically sits quiet as he eats his lunch at his own desk. Seems the group dynamic is suffering from the effects of yesterday's squabble. As for Miura, she's absent. I honestly think it has little to do with what I said, she's more ashamed in facing her prince charming, Hayama. The prince stands up from his desk as the entire class quietly observes his next actions. He heads over to Ms. Hiratsuka's desk and sets what seems to be his Career Plan assignment on her desk. He seems confident in delivering his task. The pretty boy returns to his seat and finishes up his lunch. In a moments notice, with my head still buried between my arms, I hear the most serene sound calling out my name.

Totsuka: "Hachiman-kun! Hey! Hachiman-kun!"

I sluggishly look up to Totsuka's beautiful face.

Hachiman: "What can I do you for, Totsuka-chan?"

Totsuka: "Wha-wha-wha-what did you just call me Hachiman-kun?"

Hachiman: "A moment of weakness. I'm sorry."

Blushingly, the feminine boy starts to feel agitated in an adorable way.

Totsuka: "You know I'm a boy right?"

Hachiman: "Still not convinced. Even after two years with you teasing me."

Totsuka: "Hachiman-kuuuun… I'm being serious."

Hachiman: "I'm sorry, what's going on?"

Totsuka: "I was just wonder, have you decided on a career plan yet?"

Hachiman: "No. I figured I just flip a coin this time around."

Totsuka: "Oh great, I thought I was the only one who didn't get the chance to finish the assignment. I've just been busy with my club. So you plan to flip a coin; heads or tails? That's risky, isn't it? I think I might go for Liberal Arts. It's what I picked last year. Figured you'd also pick the same."

Hachiman: "True, but I mean, after we graduate, you're free to change your mind however many times you want, so I really don't see the point. Besides, I like a little risk in my life."

Totsuka: "Hachiman… I don't believe that for a second. Throughout the time I've gotten to know you, you've always been safe in your little bubble. But then again, you could hardly call this assignment a major risk."

After hearing the classroom door open behind me, my name is called once again. This time, in an all too familiar way.

Yui: "Hikki!"

Totsuka: "Hi Yui-chan!"

Yui: "YaHallo Totsuka-kun! What's up you two?"

Totsuka: "We're just discussing our Career Plan assignment is all."

Yui: "Oh yeah? What did you two go for? I went for Liberal Arts!"

Totsuka: "I was gonna go for the same Yui-chan! But Hachiman-kun apparently hadn't done his yet."

Hachiman: "Hey don't leave out important details! You hadn't done it either!"

Totsuka: "Hehehe… well, at least I have an idea what to pick before it's due!"

Yui: "Oh? It's not like you to turn in an assignment late Totsuka-kun. Club must be even busier now that you're a third year. As for you Hikki, you better hurry it up! Oooor if you want I can fill it out for you!"

Hachiman: "And let you control my fate? Who knows what that will lead to for the future me? No thanks, I can fill it out myself."

Yui: "Rude, I was just gonna have you copy mine."

Totsuka: "Hachiman-kun! Yui is only trying to help. Besides, you just finished saying how you were going to decide by a flip of a coin."

Hachiman: "I was only kidding about that."

The upset Yuigahama blushes but regains her optimistic stance.

Yui: "Oh by the way Hikki, I baked more cookies! Here I made a batch for you."

Yuighama, don't ever change. You're too sweet to be sullied by turning into an adult. If it didn't rely on your grades, I'd rip up your Career Plan assignment.

Yui: " In fact, I made enough for the whole class and some for Yukinon too!. Here Totsuka-kun, this one's yours!"

Totsuka: "Thanks so much Yui-chan!"

Totsuka gladly accepts Yuigahama's baked goods as he begins to swiftly munch on them. Maybe he's trying to finish it before lunch ends. I can't be seen eating her cookies here. Yuigahama goes around the class handing bags of cookies to everyone but soon becomes dispirited about Miura's absence. I think in her own way, these cookies was to reassure the bond she fixed with the Fiery Queen. Or it could be sort of an appeasement offer that yesterday's news is considered 'water under the bridge'. Prince Hayama takes his cookies as he smiles but doesn't converse with his fellow clique member. Whatever the reason, Yuigahama is most certainly fixing something that once was. But people aren't easily forgiven or bought after being broken. I look at the bag of cookies in my hands as I gently stuff them in my book bag. I guess I'll eat'em when I'm alone.

After class, Yuigahama waits for me to pack my stuff. She wants to walk to the Service Club room together. I tell her I gotta visit Ms. Hiratsuka regarding my Career Plan assignment and mentioned that I'd catch up with both her and Yukinoshita soon as I'm done. She scurries off after turning around to give me a half wave. I then proceed to walk towards the teacher's lounge where Ms. Hiratsuka concludes for the rest of the day. I don't think she's expecting me… especially after talking with her yesterday.

I open the door to the lounge and make my way towards her secluded work area. She's not surprised at the sight of me. I guess she knows that I hadn't turned anything in for the assigned task. She looks up at me in somewhat of a half disappointed and half pleased look. As though she's happy to see me but disappointed at the same time. What's up with that though, honestly. How am I supposed to read your thoughts if you're giving me mixed messages? She speaks to the matter at hand instantaneously as though she's psychic.

Hiratsuka: "So, you're having trouble deciding what career path to pick huh? You do know this assignment is late right? I'm gonna have to deduct points off for tardiness."

Hachiman: "You've got to be kidding me! I come to a teacher for help and you bully me with your superiority?"

Hiratsuka: "If I started playing favorites, students and faculty would start to get the wrong idea about our relationship."

Hachiman: "Yeah, well… What would that be exactly?"

Abruptly after finishing those few words, my gut was filled with regret… and Ms. Hiratsuka's undomesticated fist.

Hachiman: "School really is a prison. And you're the warden Ms. Hiratsuka."

Hiratsuka: "Paaalease! you should have seen that one coming, Hikigaya."

Hachiman: "So much abuse from a person of high remarks. I hope I'm not the only one you go fisticuffs on."

My mouth has a knack for getting me in trouble with the wrong people. Because this time, my face was met with a decently swung left hook. Anymore damaging, then she'd have to answer for my second black eye. Which makes me wonder if she was holding back her punch, so no physical bruising would be visible to anyone. In any case…

Hahciman: "JEEZ! What the hell was that one for?!"

Hiratsuka: "I'm going to say this once and once only, learn how to use your words constructively. Also, I'm deducting mega points for those harsh insults. You almost made me cry."

Hachiman: "Totally uncalled for!. Anyways, what am I gonna do about my assignment? Any chance on getting an extension?"

Hiratsuka: "Don't forget Hikigaya, you're still my student. So I have to be the adult here. Your assignment is late and if I played favorites with you, then how is that any fair with anyone else?"

Hachiman: "You said the other day that you're not just anyone to me."

Hiratsuka: "I know what I said. But this is a different matter. This is a matter of responsibility in doing your part as a student. I won't give you an extended amount of time after today. But what I'll do is give you right now to fill it out. At this point, just put something down."

Hachiman: "I wasn't lying yesterday you know. I really do wanna think hard about this. How would I function if I turned out to be a useless adult to society, because of these rash decisions?"

Hiratsuka: "You can decide how useful or useless you want to be after you finish this assignment. But you're a senior now. You have to start making all the difficult choices. Don't piggy back on others. Most girls would agree that it's pretty lame."

I'm pretty sure its considered lame to everyone, not just girls. I really hate it when she starts educating me on the fundamentals of life, then proceeds to make sense of it.

Hiratsuka: "I may sound harsh now, but it's only because I have high hopes for you, kid. And if you do become a useless adult, know that I'll still be rooting for you. We can go on joyrides together cursing society for their political indoctrination!"

Hachiman: "No thanks, I already have my own issues with society. Besides, you kinda drive like a lunatic."

I see the ruffled mistress balling up her fist once more as I swiftly start to change up my tone in words.

Hachiman: "What I meant to say is that, I made a promise to make you proud. So I don't just wanna become a worthless adult."

My teacher gapes her arms as she literally pulls the hairs out of her head. She seems rather upset with what I had just said. I don't think it was too bad. It wasn't supposed to be anything demeaning. So why is she flustered over it?

Hiratsuka: "I get it! I'm still single! I'm busy livin' it up and high rollin' that I can't find a stable man that's suited for me! I'm a useless adult in my late twenties that will never have a boyfriend or get married!"

Hachiman: "Ummm… Ms. Hiratsuka? What does that have to do with anything I said...?"

She interrupts as she looks at me with a fierce and fiery gaze.

Hiratsuka: "Maybe I will get lucky after all. How many more months until your graduation?"

Hachiman: "You're the teacher! Shouldn't it be on your calendar or something?! Wait, what am I saying! Ms. Hiratsuka, please find someone already, I don't want to be your last option in finding true romance!"

The busy staff within the teacher's lounge, grew silent and halted their work to listen in on our conversation.

Hiratsuka: "What! Am I not good enough?! AHEM!... WHAT I MEAN TO SAY IS... GREAT JOB TODAY HIKIGAYA! Keep your voice down! Want me to get fired before your graduation? What did I tell you about using your words constructively?!"

Hachiman: "Me be quiet?! You're the one spouting nonsense! How am I supposed to tell what you mean? I'm just a student! Sometimes I just don't get your jokes Ms. Hiratsuka."

Hiratsuka: "You really are dense as they come. I honestly feel sorry for some of the girls in your life. Don't worry about it. It's an adult joke. Clearly you've still got a long way to go, kid."

Hachiman: "Can we just get back to the topic of my assignment?"

Ms. Hiratsuka pulls out a piece of gum from her coat pocket. She really is trying to quit smoking. Good on her. She then grins a large grin that reaches from one side of her face to the other. Did she come up with a solution to help me out or is it going to be more useless banter.

Hiratsuka: "I've got an idea!"

Hachiman: "What would that be?"

Ms. Hiratsuka opens a drawer by her desk and pulls out a small hat. Never took her for someone who dabbles with headgear, let a lone a fedora. What is she, some middle aged hipster? Then again, a vest and fedora combo is some tasty fashion sense. Hachiman! What are you thinking?! She's years older than you! It's not like she's ten years younger… but maybe if she were five years younger… I'd consider a serious relationship with… NO! Stop thinking about it! I gotta focus on the hat! The hell is the hat for?! She scribbles down a ton of different career paths on tiny pieces of paper then mixes them all in the hat. Oh, that was obvious. But is that the only reason why she carries that thing?!

Hiratsuka: "Randomly pick a career out of the fedora."

Hachiman: "You understand that I came here for guidance, right? So randomly pulling a career out of a hat, kinda sounds like a last ditched effort in guiding me to becoming someone useful. What if I don't like what I get or it's not suited for me?"

Hiratsuka: "Well to that, I say, you shoulda done a lot more thinking before deciding to come to me with an already late assignment. If the rest of your classmates were able to turn theirs in, I don't see how a bright young individual, such as yourself, isn't able to do the same. So I present to you, your final option. I don't wanna be here all evening and I got my own work to get done before leaving, so hop to it Hikigaya! Besides, how do you know if something is or isn't suited for you if you haven't tried it yet? 'Gather ye rosebuds while ye may!' I always say."

No you don't! This is the first I've ever heard you say those words. Yet, if I put her life on a microscope, she does mostly live for the moment. Never knew she was well versed in such hymn by the great English writer, Robert Herrick. Such the promising educator; to think she started out with nonsense that I decide to trust in her pretty words. Literature, my other weakness. Didn't come here for a moral lesson, but this laissez-fair brunette of a teacher does surprise me in more ways than one. Rustling through the sheets of paper in the hat, I manage to pick one that felt 'promising'. Putting faith is such outlandish methods, will only ruin my future prospects, I know it! Totsuka was completely right about me taking risks, I try to make sure the odds are stacked in my favor; not against. I pull out the slip of paper and open it. I cringe at the very site at what it read. This is SO not me!

I look to my teacher. She gives me a big slap on the back and smiles.

Hiratsuka: "I don't think you could have pulled a better choice than this! If you end up making it your career, all I ask is that you go easy on me in the future, Hikigaya."

As if there will be a future with you after I graduate. I'm cutting all ties after graduation... okay that was obviously a lie, she's too much involved with my life. I fill out the blanks to my Career Plan assignment and hand it to Ms. Hiratsuka. That's that, I guess. My teacher gives me a confident wink as she takes the gum out of her mouth and sticks it under her co-worker's desk. Gross. To think she's more mature than her students. Is she really an adult? Maybe she's just an overgrown Soubu High student. She then walks me out and wishes me luck on my future endeavors. What a joke. I guess I just gotta make the most out of it. Next on the list, face Yukinoshita about her own career plans. This is gonna be fun. Ugh.

End.

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