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*WARNING* This chapter may cover topics that can be sensitive to some audiences (mild profanity, suicidal thoughts). Viewer discretion is advised!*

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In this chapter, the story gets even deeper as we discover more history from Hachiman Hikigaya. Some may not be on board with where I'm going with this idea, but regardless, this is the path I choose to follow. From here on out, the story starts to get more decisive in character decisions. It's substantial to how I want these characters to grow and become more independent from who they used to be. For Hachiman Hikigaya and his class, they're in their senior year of high school. You also learn some certain key elements how certain characters came to be. If you've followed the story so far, you may have picked up certain things from previous chapters (since chapter 2) that hinted in this chapter's outcome.

ORIGINAL CHARACTER: Allen Evergreen is a Foreign Exchange Student from the United States. He plays a minor role in this chapter and was only created to progress the plot towards the greater part of the story.

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 apologize. Hopefully that it doesn't take away from the story I want to tell.

SYNOPSIS: Undecisive Hachiman Hikigaya, prepared for his stressful tests as he wakes up from an unfortunate memory while he was passed out in the school library. Hayato confronts Hachiman about his relationship with Yumiko and manages to get under the boy's skin. Because of the midterms and the stress he's getting from other students, like Hayato, he once again pushes Yumiko away. But Yumiko has set her plan in motion soon after a fight with Hachiman when she decides to meet up with Yui. After the midterms, Yumiko reluctantly confronts Hachiman, still not leaving him alone. She offers him an idea for the upcoming summer break.

MUSIC: I've made a playlist on Spotify under the profile name iMango Senpai that is an unofficial playlist for this story. The playlist is called The Fire Queen's Request. Some artists include: Yanaginagi (the original artist that sang the Openings to SNAFU the anime), I Don't Like Mondays, eill, and kobore.

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Chapter Nine - Roundabout Decisions that Propel Toward a New Avenue

One foot after the other; as fast as I can. Can't stop now! My decision is made. It's gotta be today, right now! I run through the hallways of my new high school, Soubu High. Where did it all go wrong? There's only so much a person can take! I zoom past: students, faculty, staff members, educators. Some clamor at my action, to not run through the halls, but at this point, I don't really care! They can yell all they want, my goal is to get to the roof. Staircase, to the left! Climbing higher and higher with each passing step, then finally, the door that leads to my end.

Without hesitation, I look over the fenced edges. Shit, there's gotta be an opening somewhere here. I scrutinize along the edges of the building for a flaw in the fence's construction, and finally after a couple minutes of frantic searching, an opening appears behind the wired fencing. It's big enough for my lanky body to fit through the tight space where freedom waits for me. Standing above everyone as I look down. No one seems to notice me, nor care. This world would be better off without me wasting another breath. I'm just taking up space. Why should I care about my own life if no one else does. My absent minded parents, students, so called friends; my sister will be fine. If anything maybe it'll make my parents pay closer attention to her when I'm gone. This is the right answer, as I stand tall and firm in my suicidal decision. The view from this high up, a reminiscent feeling from when I was younger. When nothing mattered so much. Where did it all go wrong. It doesn't really matter anyways. Nothing does. Raising one foot over the ledge, I listen to the seagulls squawk a peaceful serenade. Goodbye.

Tears form a puddle onto the physics textbook that sits in front of me, my eyes widen. That's right, after class I came here to do some studying for the midterms. I guess I dozed off. But what was that all about just now? It has to be a dream, but then why is it engraved into my memory? When did my memories begin to take over my dreams? Taking the time to compose myself, I notice Miura sitting across from me, passed out. Did she come here to study with me? My memory is a bit hazy. If she wasn't before, she's taking this crush thing more seriously. My legs need stretching, so I take a walk towards the closest window. Looking outside, I catch a glimpse of my club mates, Yuigahama and Yukinoshita, leave the campus grounds. Guess the club just ended. Turning my attention onto a different direction, I witness Student Council Member, Sagami, and President Isshiki walking together. Wonder if she said 'yes' to his confession.

Good for him if she did. Even though they're walking side-by-side, they're not holding hands, so it's hard to really tell. I shouldn't get involved. As I turn away from the view, I make my way back over to the sleeping blonde. She has a faint sound coming from her supple lips. Nothing like snoring but it's rather an adorable sound. I have to admit, even her "Stuck-up" side is starting to look rather cute, but seeing her like this, is rather peaceful. It makes studying a lot easier, that's for sure. What am I thinking?! This is Fiery Queen Miura! It's best to be on my guard, even if she seems to be in a hopeless position such as sleeping in the library… Yet removing my school blazer and laying it over Miura's soft figure, softens my abrasive nature towards her. It's rather chilly in here with the A/C running. She must be cold. It was at this moment I wonder how we became so close.

Hayato: "How cute. If the two of you don't have anything 'going on,' you would of fooled me, Hikigaya."

Footsteps approach closer as Hayama makes himself known from a distance. Was he watching me this whole time? His soccer club should still be running for another thirty minutes. This isn't good. I'm lost for words? How should I act, now that I was caught studying alone with Miura? Up until now, our relationship was only a hunch. People getting involved in my business are the worst. So what made him appear out of nowhere? And how did he know I'd be here?

Hachiman: "It's not what you think."

Hayato: "Right, because you two pull a very convincing act. Save your breath, already."

Hachiman: "Well, who can really say how much of herself is an act; as for me, I'd be a terrible actor. If anything, she's doing 110% of the work."

Hayato: "Last we spoke about 'you know what' you said you turned her request down. That you weren't going to get involved because it became too personal for you. Remember that? Well, is this what you meant? Or did something happen between the two of you? Because this is looking pretty personal to me."

Hachiman: "What, you missing your little house pet or something? She's more than some girl with a crush, ya'know. I don't get a say in what Queen Bee wants to do. She insists it isn't an act, but there are still doubts in my mind. Maybe she's still trying to win over your affections. Who can really say?"

To my core, I know that's not the truth and that the actual person she's crushing on, is me. But Hayama shouldn't know that. If he realizes that his little social circle is no longer standing by him, who knows what he'll do. To him, he strives on the norm, the mundane, never breaking from his destined path. That said, him having the opportunity to study abroad versus staying in Japan with his friends, must be a staggering battle he's fighting. His decision isn't as easy as he likes to make it appear that it is. Sure, one can say he's all over studying abroad, excited even. But after really weighing the odds, what is he giving up? Could that be the reason why he sought me out? To check up on me… or Miura, to see what she's been up to? Why she's slowly discovering new avenues in her life? I guess letting her go isn't as easy as he likes to think.

Hachiman: "And to think you didn't want anything to do with her love confession. Should I have tried to play cupid?"

The blonde boy flinches for a split second after hearing my sarcastic response.

Hayato: "Well if you really don't wanna tell me what's going on, guess that's fine. If anything, you'll just make my decision that much easier. That's on you."

Hachiman: "Like hell it is. I said I didn't want this to get personal, and you're doing just that. Regardless what you decide, it's not on me, because you'll have to live with your mistake. Don't go blaming it on anyone else but yourself. I'm the guy who tries to keep the balance. So don't guilt trip me with that bs. You're free to just leave us alone. The faster you do that, the quicker her whole charade will collapse... Or maybe it's you who'll collapse first."

Hayato: "And where does that leave Hachiman Hikigaya?"

Hachiman: "What about me?"

Hayato: "You're stuck in the middle of two opposing decisions. Are you fine with that?"

Hachiman: "Idiot, why would I be? Do you think lying to everyone gives me some kind of sick pleasure?"

Hayato: "Who knows, maybe deep down you actually need this. Seems like the only person you're lying to, is yourself. Let's be real, you're lacking any kind of authentic affection from anyone. You've probably realized that you can't keep counting on Komachi to fill that void you have. Heard her and Kawasaki's younger brother are getting pretty close. And what exactly is Yukino and Yui to you anyway? Friends? Club members? Love interests? And let's not forget Madam President, seems she broke off the 'Hachiman Express'. So when all this is over with, where does that leave you? With how you're playing this game, the answer is alone."

Hachiman: "Shut Up! You don't know what you're talking about!"

Hayato: "Right. Well, I guess there's still nothing to worry about. Be seeing you, Hikigaya."

What the hell does he know?! Hayama walks away as he exits the library. It's a bit quiet as my head focuses back on Miura. Wonder if she heard any of that. I'm being delusional. She's still sound asleep. Back to my desk, I try to finish a few more problems. Every time he shows his face to me, my stress level increases! Who's playing who, exactly? Never had I asked for any of this. So why is it me that's stuck in their line of fire?! Because I decided to accept Miura's request?! The plan was to hit the books today, better make the most of what time's left. Sleeping Beauty over there without a care in the world is still affecting my process to study. I really do learn better when I'm alone. Miura wakes up, as she breaks out a large yawn and stretches her arms out.

Yumiko: "How long was I out for?"

I continue to solve problems in my notebook trying not to mind Miura any attention. Miura wraps my blazer around her arms in wonder.

Yumiko: "Is this yours, Hikio?"

Again, focusing on my studies.

Yumiko: "Why aren't you talking to me? What's going on now?"

Hachiman: "Can't really say, I was passed out too until just recently. If you don't mind, can I have my blazer back?"

Yumiko: "It's still so chilly. Is it okay if I keep it for a while? What's the time?"

So irritating, but what Hayama said, is engraved in my mind. Can't my life just return to how it was?! Regardless, I answer her.

Hachiman: "Close to 17:30. The library closes in thirty minutes. I'm almost done here. Shouldn't take me long."

Yumiko: "Oh, ummm, I particularly didn't get very far. But it's fine, this is pretty easy stuff. Can't believe I passed out in front of you. Hehehe. Hanging out with you makes me so sleepy."

Is she insulting me? Am I that boring? Yuigahama and Yukinoshita would completely disagree! Sorry If I'm not like any of your carefree friends.

Yumiko: "…It's nice, once in a while. I'm all energized now."

She's saying all that because she most-likely caught herself making me feel bad about myself. But it doesn't matter what she says. It shouldn't. I have to focus on these last two problems before the library closes. Without me noticing, Miura gets up and pulls a seat next to me. Why does she have to sit so close all the time! Paying attention is going to be extra difficult with her cuddling up on me. Her teasing makes my heart race faster, but she's nonchalantly looking over at my work as she twirls her hair. Has she no shame?!

Yumiko: "Hikio, you got problem number eight wrong! It asks why it's harder to drive a nail into a piece of wood by hand rather than a hammer. Kinetic energy is only half right!"

Is she helping me? What's in it for her? Why is she acting like this? The library is practically empty, she's not obligated to stay with me. So why is it that she is? Didn't she get the hint when I decided not to attend her performance at the Summer Festival? Is this just sick fun that she can get a few laughs in later with her friends? When I mentioned I can take the pain that others project onto me, doesn't mean I'm susceptible in taking damages if Miura continues to hang around. Maybe even something time won't be able to heal.

Yumiko: "You see Hikio, the hammer acts as an energy reservoir which basically means; you add energy to the hammer through your swing, thus giving you a larger impact on the nail!"

She then proceeds to wrap her arms around me, as if we're intimate with each other. Miura's probably half a sleep still. Her face, her torso... she's WAY too close. I can feel them rubbing against my arm.

Hachiman: "What are you doing Miura?"

Yumiko: "I thought I told you to stop calling me by my surname. Don't stupid dogs listen?"

Even when she's insulting me half asleep, it's cute. Did I grow a sadistic side? No, she won't have her way with me!

Hachiman: "If you don't want to answer me, fine. But I can't keep doing things like this with you. Look around, there's no one here. This isn't your scene. Hayama isn't here, Ebina, Tobe, they're all out doing other things without you."

Yumiko: "How about you don't ever tell me what my scene should or shouldn't be. This is the reason why you're such a loser, Hikio."

Hachiman: "I know that! Thought we had this discussion already. It's something I've accepted about myself!"

Yelling without considering the librarians rules, she ends up looking our way and tells me to keep my voice down.

Hachiman: "Am I just some sick joke to you? Someone you think you could play with before you get bored? If so, please spare me that humiliation."

Yumiko: "Did something happen after I passed out? Where the hell did all this come from? Did you already forget how honestly we spoke to each other when we were cooped up in that storage room?!"

Librarian: "Ahem!"

Silence fell for a moment. How would I ever forget that. But after speaking with Hayama, some realization fell before me. This isn't who I am. It's not how I wanted my high school life to go. Getting in between Hayama and Miura's lives; too much of both of them is straining. Did I take a left turn, when I should have gone right?

Yumiko: "Listen, I'm not looking for anything special with you, Hikio. What we have now is fine."

Hachiman: "So don't owe me any favors. Don't need it. We're straight. So can you just leave?"

The angry girl forcefully stands up as she grips my shirt. She hoists me up from my seat as my gaze turns away from her face with an ill-concerning look. The librarian walks our way and tells us that the establishment will be closing in a matter of minutes and that we should leave if we're done studying. The two of us agreed to step out.

Yumiko: "Is it going to be like this every time we hang out? First dissing my performance, which I've forgiven you by the way, and now this? My kindness could only stretch so far. I almost lost it in there."

She's acting like our conversation is done. Is she hiding the fact that she's really angry? The Miura I know wouldn't hide such feelings. She'd straight up tell it to your face. I'll keep prying at her some more. That's the goal now; get her out of my life.

Hachiman: "Yeah, it is. That's how it's mostly going to go."

Yumiko: "Are you seriously still going on about this?! It was a rhetorical comment! I wanted us to stop, but you're still trying to push my buttons!"

Hachiman: "Because I know what you really want! You don't really wanna hang out with me! Admit it! I don't know what sick mind you got thinking that hanging out with the loser in class is going to land you on any good graces, but you're only making things worse! You have a crush, Miura! Move on! I don't feel the same! I'm not like Hayama, or Tobe, or Ebina, or Yuigahama, or any of your friends. Pick anyone else in this entire school if you really wanna date some loser. There are no shortage of us out there. But I don't want any part of 'this' It's mentally straining me. It's hard for me to rest. I can't even finish my studies because you're always in my head!"

Yumiko: "Then take it as a FUCKING SIGN!"

My voice grows silent and reluctant to giving her an answer, and yet...

Hachiman: "I refuse to."

Yumiko: "You listen to me, first of all, you don't know how I feel! I could care less about anyone else in this school! I'm trying my best to be a little better, not just for you, but for myself too. Do you think I really wanna spend my entire afternoon studying with an idiot?! Of course not! I wanna go out with my friends and mess around, live my life! Not be some bore like you!"

Hachiman: "So then why are you even trying. Explain that to me, because it doesn't make any sense."

Yumiko: "Because…"

She took a long pause before continuing.

Yumiko: "…Because I might be missing something very important to me. And I've already promised myself to no longer make excuses. I want to move on. But you're making things difficult. Can't a girl try her best and not get yelled at by you? It hurts."

Hachiman: "Yeah well, join the club. I hurt all the time."

Yumiko: "I can't begin to imagine what you've gone through as a child. Won't even try. I was never like you. But pain is understandable. If this is how you felt growing up, sorry I wasn't there sooner to see it. You may be an idiot, but your my idiot. I've claimed you for myself. Alright?"

Stop it, just stop saying all these pretty words. It's clouding my judgment! Can't stand it anymore. Miura looks at me with another smile. Like none of this matters to her. Why is she always controlling the situation? Will I always fall to her. She's so damn stubborn. I hate losing, especially to the likes of her. She tugs on my sleeve as she begins to speak.

Yumiko: "Can we just go home now. The sun's practically gone."

Yanking my sleeve away from her fingers, I ruthlessly tell her off.

Hachiman: "Then go home."

Yumiko: "What's wrong with you? Seriously. Tell me right now Hikigaya, what do you want me to do?"

What do I want? I've been telling you all this time what I want. Get a clue! Standing tall with clenched fists, I tilt my head towards the ground.

Hachiman: "I want you out of my life! Get it now?!"

A drop of water hits the flooring as tears slowly occupy the irritated girl's face.

Yumiko: "Crystal!"

Miura shoves my blazer back at me as she swiftly storms off. I stand by the library door until her clamoring footsteps are no longer piercing my ears. This is for the best. I just averted an even bigger disaster. She's ruining my norm, my social life… whatever that even means. But, why do I feel so terrible? I've done a lot of undermining things. Most times not feeling bad until someone, like Yukinoshita or Yuigahama, points it out. With this feeling though, did I just bully Miura away? No, she was invading my space! Hayama made that clear to me. But what was she actually doing wrong? Empty acts of kindness? Pity? One can only imagine. Was she ever "genuine" with me. Damn it, I finally get rid of her for good and yet she's all I'm thinking about. It's only natural, we were just in an altercation. Hopefully it'll be the last time I'd have to worry about her.

-Yumiko Miura POV-

Yui: "I can't believe he actually said those things to you Yumiko! Even for Hikki, it's going a bit far."

Yumiko: "Guess I never did manage to break that wall down."

Yui strokes my cheek, wiping my eyes, as more tears let out from thinking about Hikio and our fight. It's so stupid, we're not even dating and yet he makes things so overly dramatic. Maybe he's right, that we're just two very different people; not meant to co-exist in the same world. He hurts me with his words and I hate feeling like I'm worthless. But even so, he's given me more attention and cared about my wellbeing; more so than a certain someone. I don't want to leave Soubu High having people think I was nothing more but the popular girl, who walked all over everyone. In any case, we need to make-up, it's just going to be rather difficult. That's where Yui comes in. Seeking out some advice from her might be beneficial since she'd know how to handle a situation like this. This is me betting that she had moments where Hikio made her cry too. Wonder what Yui did to reconcile?

This'll be the second time that I've visited her, this year. Nearly forgot how reliable she could be. Ever since she chose Yukinoshita over me, I slowly diverged my friendship from her. Maybe it was jealousy back then, but I'm also stubborn to the point where I hide my weaknesses from others. That's who I am; yet, I still felt obligated in having her in our clique. But relying on her all together, came to a halt. That is, until now. How'd I even get involved with her and her people? Hikio's to blame once again. Don't think I ever thanked him for rebuilding our once brittle friendship. It's because of him everything is fine, the only one who doesn't end up happy in the end, is him. Do I even have the right to be here; being this close with Yui again? Surely she'd agree.

Yui: "What are you gonna do Yumiko:"

Yumiko: "Not sure. Maybe try apologizing to him. He'd probably like that. I can see his smug face now. So irritating!"

Yui: "That's a bad idea! You shouldn't be the one to apologize to Hikki. You didn't do anything wrong. It should be the other way around."

Yumiko: "Yeah but then who knows how long it'll be until this whole thing blows over? Things can't be left the way they are?!"

Yui: "You've really changed your feelings towards Hikki huh. And to think that you'd never grow from despising him."

She says that in such a somber voice. I'm not even going to pretend like she's not crushing over him. In fact, she probably doesn't want me to resolve anything with Hikio. If I was in her position and she had told me what I just told her, my powerplay would be to have my competition avoid any contact. But is Yui even capable of undermining anyone?

Yumiko: "He's still not my type, but there are moments where he'd surprise me more than once. It's rather, adorable. Even his constant flustering, it's so stupid. He needs to be more manly like Hayato, but, it's still rather laughably cute. I just don't know how to feel right now. Sorry for bringing this all up on you, Yui."

Yui: "Oh no, it's fine. Believe me, I get it. Hikki turned out to be a real friend in your time of need. He's wonderful like that."

"Wonderful" she say...

Yumiko: "…Sure. You've been with him the longest. Had any luck?"

Yui: "Wh-wh-what are you talking about?"

Yumiko: "You have feelings for him. Don't you? I mean, it's pretty obvious."

Yui: "I can't just straight up confess that to you?! Didn't we already talk about this when we were setting up for the festival?! Let's change the subject. You're still grieving?"

Yumiko: "I'm still hurt, but more pissed off if anything. And why can't you discuss this with me? Last I remember, you ran off without giving me any kind of answer. Yui, aren't we friends?"

Yui: "Yeah but…"

*Ding Dong*

Saved by the sounds of the doorbell going off. Is her mom expecting a guest, at this hour? Mrs. Yuigahama's voice projects from the bottom of the stairs. She tells Yui that Yukinoshita is on her way up... Just my luck.

Yumiko: "You have got to be kidding me. Why didn't you tell me SHE was gonna be here?"

Yui: "Ummm, you kinda just came out of the blue and dropped all this drama. Kinda forgot to mention it."

The door knocks as Yui tells the sea witch to come in. The slender brunette stares at me as I return the favor from the floor where I sit.

Yukino: "I'm leaving."

Yui: "Yukinon! You can't just leave! Please have a seat!"

Yukino: "If you had guests over, you should have called to cancel."

Yumiko: "Exactly what I said."

Yui: "I'm so sorry! Please, stay! Have a seat, we were just talking about some drama."

I swear, if this girl blabs out to that witch about my personal business, she can kiss her friend card goodbye!

Yumiko: "What's wrong Yukinoshita, do I phase you that much that you can't stand being in the same room with me?"

Yukino: "Oh please, I just can't stand being around stupid people for too long. I lose braincells over it."

Yui: "Hey Yukinon, I hope you don't mean me too?!"

With a cold glare and a piercing smile, Yukinoshita replies back to her dear friend with malice.

Yukino: "Yui, of course not. Why would you ever think such a thing? I mean, then again you did forget to mention that Your Majesty, was going to be here. To think I left my offerings back at home. Anyways, I've over-stayed my welcome. I'll just talk to you tomorrow."

As the stubborn girl, more stubborn than me, opens the door, she was greeted with a tray of snacks from Yui's mom.

Mrs. Yuigahama: "Yukinon-chan, leaving so soon? I just brought up some snacks and tea. Won't you stay for a bit?"

Reluctantly, the Ice Queen agrees. Damn it, this back fired. I want her gone. She sees Yui like, everyday. They can always chat it up in their clubroom. Like they even really do anything in that sad excuse for a club.

Yukino: "I… guess… I can stay for a while longer…"

With a smile across her face, Yui's mom hands the tray over to Yukinoshita, then makes her way back downstairs. This is so awkward. I came here to relieve some stress and get this Hikigaya nonsense off my back. But now that Ice Queen is here, it's just adding more stress.

Yukino: "So how long are you gonna keep dragging Hikigaya along with your stupid plan?"

Yumiko: "Excuse me? You can't talk to me like that! And I don't have to say anything to you. I can do whatever I want!"

Yukino: "Ugh, this is why I hate talking to children."

Yumiko: "What was that?! Wanna fight?!"

Yui: "Hey okay girls, calm down. Drink up, the tea is getting cold."

Yukino: "Oh Yui, your mom remembered. Black tea. My favorite."

Yumiko: "Yeah because it's so bitter. Like your soul."

Yui: "Yumiko, that's enough! She's a dear friend to me, like you."

Yumiko: "Erg… Sorry Yui. I appreciate the tea and snacks."

Another awkward silence fills the room. Gotta break this uneasiness. How do introverts deal with this kinda thing?! It's bad for your mental health. I look over at perfect Yukinoshita as I sip my tea. She's so damn perfect… and pretty… She's going to be a hurtle to get through. Tsk.*

Yumiko: "I'm not by the way."

Yukino: "What do you mean 'you're not?' 'You're not a pile of meat flesh with eggshells for brains?'"

Yumiko: "Yui! Tell that witch friend of yours, to quit being a smart-ass! I swear she's hexing me!"

Yui: "I'm sorry Yukinon, but I have to be the mediator. Try to be nicer to Yumiko. At least for right now."

Yumiko: "Ugh! Don't apologize to her!"

Yukino: "…Sorry Yuigahama. I'll try my best not to cast any negative spells on your friend. Miura, sorry for my actions. Please continue with what you were saying."

Finally, maybe now we can have a real conversation. Thinking more about it, this is an opportune moment for me. I might just be able to break two birds with one stone tonight. Now that these two are here, I gotta play this out in my favor.

Yumiko: "Whatever. What I meant was, I'm not dragging Hikio along on anything. I have no plan like you suggest I do."

Yukino: "You mean to tell me, you just expressively shouted out to your entire class that you wanted to go on an actual date with him? When Yui told me about it, it sounded a lot like you were trying to get other people's attention. Like Hayato's?

Yumiko: "It wasn't my intention at first in attracting any additional attention. If anything, I was kinda nervous about the whole thing. But you know how Hikio is. He's so damn dense that if I hadn't shouted it out, he probably would have mathematically came up with a solution as to why I asked him on a date. Even though getting the attention of others wasn't part of the plan, I'm glad it did. Hmp*."

Yukino: "Of course. You love the attention after all."

Yumiko: "No! Not because of that! But so people can see that I've moved on from being my old self. I guess…"

Yukino: "Well, that was poorly delivered. Honestly. Do you think people just change overnight? You're as narrow minded as they come. Obvious even."

Yumiko: "Shut up! I am not! You just like, see me as 'plastic' so you don't think much of me. I could say the same for you, Ms. Always Has A Stick Up Her Ass!"

Yukino: "Erg*…so vile of you. That was uncalled for, Your Majesty."

Yumiko: "Look who's talking, Witch. Hmp*!"

Yui: "Come on girls, let's be more civil here. Instead of bickering back and forth, we should learn from one another."

As if I wanna learn anything from this tightwad! So she's at the top of her class, stupid gorgeous, and has an aloof personality. Doesn't make her less of a jerk. I do got her beat in one criteria, my bust size is much larger than hers. Wait, does Hikio like smaller breasts? It shouldn't matter... ANYWAYS, Yukinoshita being a jerk. It's no wonder girls made fun of her throughout middle school. She was probably asking for it. In a way, she reminds me of my past self back in elementary school. So Yukinoshita wants people to pity her sob story? Yeah… like not a chance. As she stated, people don't change overnight. And I'm guessing that there's more to her past that tells why she's the way that she is. It most likely involves her family. Sorry, but she's not the only one with family issues. That's like, every other high schooler out there.

Yukino: "Initially if I were in your class, I wouldn't have thought you had changed over night just from asking a boy out on a date. Yui, how about you? Let's here your thoughts on the matter. Maybe it'll wake her up from her unrealistic notion."

Yui: "What? No don't mind me. The conversation is going good! I'm just the spectator. Hehehe."

Yumiko: "Come on Yui, answer her. I'm also curious to what you think."

Yui: "Well, you see, I wasn't convinced either, Yumiko. I really thought you were just trying to mess with Hikki or use him to get Hayato's attention. Sorry."

Yukino: "And there you have it. I'm not the only one who thinks so. I don't know what kind of game you think you're playing by involving our narcissistic friend, Hikigaya, but it's obviously not working."

Yukinoshita takes another sip from her cup as though she had gotten the upper hand in this conversation. This isn't a game of wits, I'm seriously trying to be open with you girls. Why does she always have to present everything like a problem/solution word game?! And they call me a 'bitch'. In response, I too raised my cup towards my mouth to take a sip of the bitter tasting tea. I guess in the end, I'm no better. Maybe in an alternate reality we could have been… what the hell am I even thinking?!

Yukino: "If you're being honest, word for word, and I take it that there's no undermining plan you've got concocted, then why Hikigaya of all people?"

I stare down at my cup as I play with the edges of the porcelain. My cheeks are feeling a bit flustered from the question asked by my counterpart. Am I blushing right now? Just by thinking about that idiot?!

Yumiko: "That's… a little bit more difficult to answer…"

Yukino: "Well, I guess if you can't answer that, it's fine."

Yumiko: "Really? How'd you figure that?"

Yukino: "It means I don't really have to worry about anything. Hikigaya doesn't just take sitting there and laying around. Even though he mostly just sits there laying around, quite literally. You're having feelings for someone that doesn't just accept people in his life. So if you can't answer, 'Why it's Hikigaya,' then all I can deduce is that, you're unsure about your own feelings. Maybe you have a crush, maybe you don't. Can't say otherwise, but in the end, you're not suited to being with him. He's a lot more complicated than that. Take it from someone who's an actual friend of his. How could you possibly compare your understanding to friends that have spent more time with that boy?"

After today and all the other days, I get what she means. He's one stubborn loser, I'll give him that. But, this feels like the right time to make my intentions clear.

Yumiko: "You have strong feelings for him, don't you Yuikinoshita?"

Yukino: "What's it to you?! My personal business with him is no ones' concern, and certainly not yours!"

She's beginning to feel uneasy. Guess I brought up a touchy subject. But who am I kidding, you can't scrutinize me and expect that I won't be doing the same back.

Yumiko: "Two lovely ladies by his side, and you don't think for a second that maybe he's feeling mislead by the both of you? Sure guys and girls can be friends, but you're telling me that someone who spends his extra time with girls isn't looking for something more? We're talking to a dude that has a sister complex. Just how dense do you think he is? Obvi. he doesn't do well around other people, but don't you think he's looking for something more than just a friendship? He's already got that with you two, aren't I right? So why hasn't he changed as a person? Why is he still the same gloomy Hikigaya? Isn't your club suppose to help people? So where's his resolve? Wanna know the reason why; it's because he's the one waiting for something to be handed to him. He's not like Hayato, he's not a go-getter. He's a spoiled kid that thinks he deserves more than what he believe he's worth. That's the honest truth."

Yukino: "How do you know what he really wants? No one can really say for certainty! I won't let you bad mouth my friend in front of me. You don't know him like we do. You'll always be the outsider! So you spend a few weeks with him, and think you know everything?! It seems like you're the one who's changed perspective due to his contributions. You should be so grateful!"

Yumiko: "There you have it! You said it yourself. I've changed. Just a moment ago, you denied that I ever did. Both of you. But you saying it here and now just proves to myself and the two of you, that I'm not just some 'easy to understand' type of gal. And to think it's all because of him. To be quite frank, he does deserves a lot more than what he's worth. And if you two aren't doing anything about it, I will."

Yui: "Yumiko, this has gone far enough! I don't want to be talking about this. We shouldn't be judging things on what we don't even understand."

Yumiko: "I'm not saying I understand everything, only that I understand a lot more than the two of you."

Yukino: "You've got some nerve talking to us like we're beneath you."

Yumiko: "Yukinoshita, when you asked me, 'Why Hikio of all people?' It was difficult to answer NOT because I'm unsure about what I feel, but because out of all the people, I don't know why it was him I've fallen in love with. See, you keep sugar coating what I tell you. I'm in love with that loser."

The look on these two girls faces after letting those words pour out from my lips, it leaves them speechless. I take a sip of my tea again with confidence. A power move to establish dominance! So what now? Will there be a bloodbath tonight? If so, I'm raring to go! Fighting for my feelings to the death, so square up ladies.

Yui: "YOU WHAT?! Just a moment ago we were saying how you shouldn't have to be the one to confront him because of how he treated you."

Yumiko: "No Yui, You said that. I only told you I was having problems, I wanted to apologize to him. But you insisted otherwise. Hmmm... suspect much?"

Yukino: "How can you be so sure it's love you're feeling? One date seal the deal for you? Even so, it's been just over a month since you came to us with your proposal with Hayato."

Yumiko: "See, this is where I can't answer you completely. I can't help what I feel. Something life changing opened up my eyes. If that's what you wanna call it."

Wow, just like that, I controlled the mood, the room, and the conversation. Don't mess with me ladies. Seriously.

Yui: "How exactly is that a clear answer?! I'd really like to know Yumiko!"

Yumiko: "Yui, girl. Calm down, anger doesn't suit you."

Yukino: "I think I have an idea. It has something to do with me and Hayato leaving to check out that University in America. Am I right?!"

Yumiko: "Mmmm… that's only a small part of an even larger thing. You can blame Hikio for most of it. He said something to me about stars and billions of miles, alternate dimensions, yadiyada… honestly I forget. It was all rather romantic to put it in perspective. You should ask him tomorrow when you see him in your little Service Club. That is, if you're brave enough to face him. And yet, knowing you two, you probably won't even bring it up. You'll both convince yourselves that this whole situation we're in, never happened. But that's the difference between you and me, Yukinoshita, I face my problems head on. Can you say the same? That big brain of yours, but too scared to jump in? Try backing up your logic with actions. So don't judge me for being who I am. Because I'm going to do what I want, THAT will never change."

Yui: "Yumiko. I… had no idea that this is how you really feel. Sure the two of you seem to talk more, but love? Can you really be so sure?"

Yumiko: "Please Yui, spare me. You had some idea how I felt. But all you do is watch from a safe distance, evading me. Hoping I just leave things the way they are. I'm 100% in love with your man, you wanna know how I know? It's the same reason why you're so un-sure about your own feelings. Ball's in your court ladies, but honestly, it doesn't really matter what you do from here on out. Because in the end, I know I'm the perfect match for our little Hachiman Hikigaya."

I took a cookie and finished my tea. Then walked towards the door as I leave the two besties speechless. I would be lying if I said I wasn't grinning right now. Just can't help it sometimes. Love a good challenge. What are the two of you gonna do? We'll find out soon enough. That's for sure. The thing is, you've had all this time to confess your feelings for the boy you've grown attached to, just for me to swoop him from under your feet. I've been rejected, shunned, ignored for far too long! For years! Sure it's always been Hayato up until recently, but now that I've flipped the picture, I can see a new goal coming from a different angle. Thanks for trying to rebuild my friendship with Yui, Hikio. Truly I'm grateful. But if I never initiated it, can't say I would ever feel right calling her a friend. It has to stem from me. And because of that, I may have ended my relationship with Yui tonight.

Yumiko: "You don't need to get up Yui, I can see myself out. Wonder how this will affect our friendship. Hmmm… Have a good night."

I started off feeling like utter trash before coming here. Then Yukinoshita appeared, making me feel even more uneasy. But in actuality, I'm feeling more confident than ever! I guess it wasn't a mistake to rely on my "good friend," Yui Yuigahama. Strolling underneath the quiet night air, I look up to the glistening stars. My arm reaches out foolishly to grab one. Hikio, I love you. I need you to hear that, across space and time. I hope you know I'm waving at you, like I promised. Will you wave back? Those many years ago, at the jungle gym, you did see me when I was at my lowest point. Your love was always there. People took it for granted, and still they do; but I'm going to take mine back!

You told me today that you didn't feel the same way about me. That I'm just some girl with a crush, you couldn't be furthest from the truth. I tried being genuine with you, even showered you with affection. But if I have to play dirty or act like the villain, just to see you happy, then it'll all be worth it. That's all I want for you. The truth is, if I'm not your type, it never had to be with me. Sure I'll be sad and upset, but I'll move on. I'm a lot stronger than you, but in return, I know it'd all be worth it seeing you how you used to be. So regardless of my feelings, it's what I want to accomplish. Ever since you patted my head and told me that everything will work itself out. I kept those words true. Wiping my eyes from the built up emotions, was this the right thing to do? I guess to my core, I'm still selfish as ever.

-Hachiman Hikigaya POV-

It's been about three days since my dispute with Miura. As results go, 100% effective. She hadn't bugged me since we last spoke, let alone having her look in my direction. On the other hands, Hayama's group has been normalizing as it should be. Honestly, my grades for the midterm questions would have plummeted if she stuck around. Twelve questions down, and I'm just under half way; I could do without these written answers though. Alright, the next question is about transfer of kinetic energy due to speed and velocity. Hmm… sounds familiar, I definitely remember answering something similar on the practice worksheet. That's right, …Miura helped me out on this one back when we were in the library.

Yumiko: "You see Hikio, the hammer acts as an energy reservoir which basically means; you add energy to the hammer through your swing, thus giving you a larger impact on the nail!"

Guess I can give her credit for this problem. Stay focused, Hachiman! Only fifteen more questions remaining! As class activities go, testing is the only thing on the schedules. After the students complete their midterms, we're free to leave campus for the day. Nothing I love more than having an early off day from the mundaneness of school. Club activities are also canceled for today. Thank goodness too. The girls have been acting kinda weird lately. Something must have happened between them that they don't feel the need to tell me. It's probably not that big of a deal, although I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little bit curious. That said, we've got one week of school left before Summer Break! And my plans are set to spend all that time at home with Komachi. Mom and dad like to nag when I get too lazy, but it's my last summer of being a high schooler.

After turning in my completed test papers to Ms. Hiratsuka, I swiftly pack my bag and head out the classroom with poise and a necessary amount of speed. I'm finally FREE from testing! Our results will be announced after the weekend, so sometime next week; just in time for Summer Break. Six whole weeks of my life being restored from all the hell I was put through, I need this… I REALLY NEED THIS. No Service Club duties, that's hoping Ms. Hiratsuka doesn't spontaneously call me, like last time. How'd she get a hold of my contact anyways? Then again, I think I'd rather enjoy going out with an older woman apposed to dealing with girls like my club mates. Let's not forget Fire Queen, Miura too! I'm free from her dastardly ploys and chants about romance. Yep, this is great leaving the school grounds early. Feeling rejuvenated already! Wonder how my sister is doing? Knowing her she should be done soon too. Guess I'll just meet her back home.

The sun is still shining bright in the sky. It kinda feels weird, like I'm breaking the rules by playing hooky. I did all I can on that test and am fairly confident in my abilities to maintaining a passing grade. Exiting the school gates, finally scot-free, but I run into the ONE person that would ruin the rest of this beautiful afternoon, the Fire Queen herself. She leans on the school walls just outside the facility, as if she were waiting for someone. Hopefully it's one of her friends and not me, but unlikely. She makes her way towards yours truly, how'd I know?! I don't even have the option of ignoring her; it's if she planned on blocking my exit from the get-go. Had she really finished her test before me?! She looks me straight in the eye with her piercing anaconda glare. What to do? I feel entrapped like her next meal. She barely reaches my shoulders, so why does a petite girl phase the very fibers of my being?! Maybe I'm scared of the lashing out she's prepared to imbue upon me. The Fire Queen speaks in a concerned but agitated tone. Must still be holding some sort of grudge since the library.

Yumiko: "Hikio, how'd you do on the test?"

Is there no other choice but to reply to her? Maybe I should just walk past her; what's the right option? If she's this persistent in waiting for me outside the school gates, then maybe not saying anything will just have her end up following me home. That doesn't need to happen, nor should it ever happen. Last thing I need for her to know is where I live. Because of that fact, I guess giving her a short but satisfying response should keep her at ease. Although I do have concerns with all this. Maybe it won't work. Is there even a right answer for my situation? Only one way to find out. That being said, I gotta find some way to blow her off fast. I answer her question apathetically.

Hachiman: "Pretty sure I aced it."

There, a satisfying answer even for you. Now take it and leave. My very being walks pass her without making any more eye contact toward my colleague. I'm not even concerned about her own results of the test, so I don't ask. I pick up the pace as to make sure the blonde girl is left in my dust! Even if she's not following me, can't afford to look back to find out. I hit a crosswalk, but it was only for a split second when I felt safe, then the irritating girl appears standing right beside me. What the hell does she want now? Can't she just leave me alone.

Yumiko: "Now that exams are over, we only have a week before Summer Vacation. What are your plans?"

This chick! Seriously! Get a clue! I don't want you around! Thought I made that clear on multiple occasions! I'm pretty sure this is considered harassment. But we're highs schoolers, would that even qualify as a crime? Just keep silent and walk swiftly soon as the stop light finally gives us the permission to. Still trying to leave her in my dust. But damn it, she's matching my pace! Going home will have to wait, I gotta make a detour.

Yumiko: "Hey! Are we going over to your home? Show me where you live."

Like hell that's ever going to happen! I don't need Komachi to be exposed to the likes of you even more. She'll only get upset like what happened in the festival. I make a quick turn into a popular, bustling shopping area. It's further from where I live, but if I'm lucky, I can lose her in the crowds. Then again, this time of the day, kids are usually still in school. I finished my test rather early so there isn't a heavy enough crowd to lose someone in. The only people wandering around on a weekday such as this, are housewives and the elderly. Great, just my luck. This isn't as bustling as I imagined!

Yumiko: "Hikio, you idiot! Quit ignoring me already! I know we had a fight, but aren't you over it already?"

Hachiman: "What do you mean? Was it an actual fight? I didn't get any bruising this time. So I should be fine. Besides, I was over it that same day we talked. There's just nothing left to say to you. So I'd appreciate it if you kindly leave me alone."

Yumiko: "Can't do that."

Hachiman: "What do I have to do to get you to quit hangin' around me?"

Yumiko: "Nothing comes to mind at the moment."

Hachiman: "Well, think of something. I really can't be seen with you. My social status is at risk."

Crap, did I just crack a smug joke? Please don't reply to that! But of course she's going to respond, why wouldn't she?! Miura takes a moment to pause to think about what slipped out of my mouth. She then bursts out in laughter. Wasn't that funny. Faker! If anything, it was meant to be insulting.

Yumiko: "Hikio, I don't think you have to worry about your social status, seeing that you're already the lowest of the low."

Hachiman: "Great. Can you get away from me then? You'll catch my karma."

Yumiko: "Believe me, I've already had a few doses of that. How can you always be like this? I mean, come on man. Cheer up for once. Even when I'm not around, a good 80% of the time you're all mopey."

She begins to imitate my face with her own interpretation. She's not wrong though; most times, I put a face where I really just don't care. But that's because my care level is at an all time low. And the only people I care about are… well Komachi for one, Totsuka second… maybe Yuigahama and Yukinoshita. Yeah, I could say I care about them. And, that's about it. Oh I'm forgetting Isshiki… well, wait. No never mind. I really don't care for her. Miura yanks my sleeve as she begins to whine while stubbornly shaking my arm. I look down at her pathetic attempt of reconciliation.

Yumiko: "Hey! Come on! Pay attention to me! Don't be like that. I'm like, really sorry. I bet I know why you're like this. You spoken to Hayato didn't you. He didn't tell me anything, but he seemed happier the last few days after I distanced myself from you. So something must have happened between the two of you. Whatever it was, you need to know that I don't care about that. All I'm concerned about is you and me."

What are you even apologizing for? Last I checked, I was the one who bullied you into crying. That feeling of regret hits me again. But it was kind of her own fault. If she had only left things how they were, then I wouldn't have to feel such pain. But looking at her, changes nothing with what I did. And some part of me resents it, wanting to fix it. Even if it's a small part. It doesn't matter if she knows that me and Hayama talked. It's not like he persuaded me to act on my own. I can't blame him for the decisions I've made... Maybe if I resolve whatever this feeling is, I can move on from her and all this drama. Worth a shot. I pull my arm away from hers then walk down the not-so-busy street as Miura bugs me for details. She's too damn clingy. I stop in front of a café restaurant… CRAP! This reminds me of my dream I had in class! She ended up proposing to me, and I was in that stupid wedding dress. Can't be true, it would mean half our class are employed here. Don't think too much about it Hachiman, it's just a coincidence. Still haven't told anyone about it. If I don't talk about it, then it won't ever happen. But something tells me the wheels of fate are mocking me.

Yumiko: "A café? I know this place. Their menu is a bit on the high end. Can you even afford this?"

Lady! I'm trying to do right by you! Just take it as a sign of good gesture so I can finally be done with your stupid antics!

Yumiko: "There's a Starbecks right over there. They've got sandwiches too ya know."

Hachiman: "Guess that'll have to do."

Can she not yank my shoulder?! Pulling me away from the high-end café joint and across the street to where the franchise coffee house resides. She seems rather joyous as I stare at her facial expression. It's not like this is a date or anything. I've practically ignored her up until now and yet it looks as though she's having the time of her life. We enter Starbecks and make our order. We take an empty seat by the window where we can people-watch as they walk around Chiba's small, but popular shopping district. She doesn't really say too much until our order comes up. Miura focused at an elderly couple holding hands. You've gotta be kidding me! She can't be thinking about that! But looking at her watching the couple makes her appear angelic. It could be the sunlight that's hitting her in all the right ways, but her face is glowing with a slight blush on her cheeks. Wonder what's going on in her head now. It can't be anything good, that's for sure. Finally our order number gets called and I go by to pick it up. After pulling out the tomatoes in my sandwich, I take a large bite. That's right, it would usually be around lunch hour by now. Yumiko says something to me while looking off in a spacey kinda way.

Yumiko: "Hikio, let's not put any kind of label on what we have. We're not friends if you don't want to be friends and we're not enemies if I don't want us to be enemies. Honestly, I'll be content if we just leave it at that. But it doesn't mean we can't ever see eye to eye on things or argue at other times. It's a rather healthy way to communicate. Don't you agree? I'll even put up with you calling me by my surname, even though I hate it when you call me that."

Up until now, I've been keeping an arms length from her. Maybe with this agreement, I won't have to always deal with her. We won't be friends, so she'll be inclined to getting back to being with her real friends, but she'll also be content with whatever relationship she has with me. This does two things in my favor, she won't ever have to worry about me; thus keeping her away. And two, giving me back my solidarity.

Hachiman: "I can agree to that. Think it's for the best to propel our relationship with one another. In fact, I'm inclined to agree as it will solve both our problems. And yet, everything seems one sided when it comes to you. Why is that? I can never get a word in, or you completely ignore what I want."

Yumiko: "Is that what you really want? To be left alone? By me? By anyone?"

Hikio: "No, it's not that. It's just… in my nature…"

Yumiko: "What are you, some kind of bear in the woods?! I don't want that for you. I don't ever want to leave you alone! You've been saving people left and right; since elementary school. So who's saving Hachiman Hikigaya?"

Where the hell did this come from?! If we can't agree on on the terms, then I reject her proposal! "Since elementary school?" What is she talking about? How would she know anything from my past?

Hachiman: "I don't know what info you've been fed about my past life, but I've moved on from whatever I was back when I was a child."

Yumiko: "That's the thing, maybe I could have done something to change that."

Hachiman: "What exactly are you presuming, Miura."

Yumiko: "There's that name again. Whatever. It's not like we're friends. So call me whatever you want. But hearing it from you, puts a bad taste in my mouth."

At that instant I look down at the sandwich I had taken a bite from. Had I known her since that far back? When I was that young, I tried making friends with everyone, but being me, I failed at that. Not really making one friend but being the guy who acted like nothing bothered me. So I treated everyone the same. It wasn't anything special to one particular person. But no one had any ill will towards me. Was there something different that happened between us? Miura proceeded to talk and I listened. She didn't really tell me anything I hadn't already known. But I can agree that my actions have been rather harmful to some of my peers and myself.

-Flashback to Freshman Year High School-

?: "Hey there friend, dangerous over there it is. Won't you talk to me, friend?"

I turn around and see a boy with shaggy hair. He wears his uniform loosely. He looks untidy in nature compared to me. His face, doesn't look Japanese or Asian of any kind. Is he European? His Japanese is a bit off, but I can understand him for the most part. Regardless, the hell is he doing up here?! I was sure no one would be on the roof at this time. So why is someone here? Did he take a wrong turn looking for his class? Whatever! He's not changing my mind! Just one more step towards freedom from everything and everyone!

?: "My God! My God! My God! What to do should I be? My God!"

Hachiman: "Hey! The hell are you even doing here?!"

?: "Dangerous over there, friend! Talk to me, would you not?"

Hachiman: "I can't understand your Japanese. It's too broken. Where are you from?"

?: "From? Me? Oh! United States of America. I am Foreign Exchange Program! Yes! yes! I am Allen Evergreen. What is your name?"

Hachiman: "It doesn't matter."

Shit, this is unexpected. I didn't want to have to end my life in front of a witness. Now what? I can't just turn back, back to my torturous life where no one cared. But this kid, he's from a different country, exposing him to my death would only leave Japan a bad taste in his mouth. That said, he should know that we're a country with a high rate of suicide. Still, doesn't mean I should strip him of the right in having a memorable experience of our country. I can't take that away from him. Maybe there's a way for me to put this whole thing off until he leaves. Or maybe I'm just a coward, like what everyone claims. Damn it! It wasn't supposed to be like this!

Allen: "Stepping down will you now? Let me help you there."

He lends out his hand as I stare him in the eyes. He looks scared, but why wouldn't he be. No one should have to be dealing with my bs. I grab hold of his hand as he hoists me back toward the other side of the fence. Soon as I step off the ledge, he grabs me and gives me an enormous hug. Is he crying? I don't even know this foreigner, so why is he crying for me?

Allen: "Thank you God! Thank you God! You're safe, friend..."

Hachiman: "Hachiman Hikigaya"

As he continues to grip me with no signs of letting go, I ponder of what he said. Is there an actual God that was watching over me just now? Some higher being I have to thank too? He said his name was Allen Evergreen. He's still learning our customs, so I should try to get on his level when talking to him.

Hachiman: "Evergreen-san, why are you up here?"

Allen: "Call me Allen, Hachi…"

Hachiman: "Hachiman… but Hachi is fine."

Allen: "Oh good good. I having hard time with classes. Came up here to relax."

Hachiman: "You haven't made any friends in your classes?"

Allen: "Hard for me to communicate still. So students leave me alone. But I'm trying to be better with my Japanese. I sound funny, so they laugh."

Hachiman: "Teenagers can be cruel."

Allen: "Yes, yes. But I'm learning to become more fluent. If I ummm… for better at Japanese, then I can be happy with more friends."

Hachiman: "How do you know they'll accept you afterwards?"

Allen: "I pray to God. Everything will be A-OK Hachi! Like you now. You're A-OK!"

Hachiman: "Right…"

After I've finally calmed down, thanks to my new foreign friend, the roof's entrance doors burst wide open. A familiar face appears. She's my homeroom teacher, Shizuka Hiratsuka, I believe that's her name. She makes her way towards the both of us.

Hiratsuka: "You're Hachiman Hikigaya, right? You're a student of mine RIGHT? ANSWER ME!"

Hachiman: "I am."

Hiratsuka: "The hell are you doing on the roof! Why were you in such the hurry to make it up here?! I yelled out at you before you went storming past me. I sensed something was wrong."

Hachiman: "I wasn't up to anything that you need to worry about."

Allen: "He went over that ledge. There's an opening through the fence."

Damn it Allen! You can't trust anyone! So far for being friends.

Hiratsuka: "Is this true?!"

Hachiman: "…What's it to you, anyways…"

Soon after I replied to her comment, my furious homeroom teacher swung her open palm across my face, leaving a substantial red mark. I rub my cheek to ease the pain, then she falls to her knees as she starts to weep.

Hiratsuka: "Why would you think that was a good idea?! Do you know how hard it's going to be for me if I lost a student?! What the hell Hikigaya! Why would you do something like this to me? I don't ever want to have to feel like a shitty person; that I wasn't good enough for my students, failing them when they needed me most!"

I never considered her feelings in all this. It wasn't anything personal against my teacher. Like a rat entrapped in a manipulated maze, I felt there was no other way out. Ending it seemed like the only logical solution. I can't tell her that. But what else was I supposed to do? High school was supposed to be different for me, but my past followed me here. I can't seem to escape from it. I'm weak and tired from all of it. How else was I supposed to deal with something I have to wake up to every day?! I didn't mean to act selfishly upon anyone else. I just wanted to be free from these burdens.

Hiratsuka: "Hachiman, don't ever do anything like this to me! I swear to God, if I ever catch you doing something so selfish ever again, I will never forgive you! Not in this life or the next!"

Isn't she suppose to be giving me some educational advice? All she's doing is balling her eyes out and making baseless accusations, like a kid. The thing is, I haven't felt anything in a long time. Since the start of middle school, to the beginning of my high school days; I've just been numb. I could only imagine living the rest of my life like this. But having my teacher cry for me, and then this new kid, telling me he prays to God that things would get better for him and myself, it's all illogical… and yet, they're the closest things to me right now that are showering me with genuine feelings. Ms. Hiratsuka embraces me. She holds me for what seems like hours. The whole situation felt awkward, then Allen joins in too. This is dumb. I get it already... My face, it's wet, from their tears? Hold on, these are my tears... Am I crying? Why though?! This is stupid, being emotional right now. Nonetheless, I can't hold them back. They just keep pouring out. It's been so long since I felt something warm, comforting. Love like this. It's as though I've lost sight of this warm feeling. It was just so hard to find.

Later that afternoon, when classes ended for the day, my precious teacher, concerned for my wellbeing, gives me a lift home. The whole situation with me, played out as if nothings happened. I'm pretty sure she didn't want to deal with the repercussions of paperwork because of a suicidal student. Cases such as mine shouldn't be taken likely. So she kept a close eye on me. If she thought I was feeling on edge again, she'd threatened to call a hotline for mental illness, then my parents. So I try not to worry her. Allen never said anything to anyone and we ended up being good friends. I did my best to teach him proper Japanese and he ended up being my only true friend for the remainder of that first year. He did manage to make a few other friends, but he never once let go of what we had. Maybe it was due to our odd circumstance when we first met, or it could be because he was told to keep an eye on me as well. But whatever the case, I had already abandoned my plans after I poured everything out on that rooftop. Simultaneously, the roof was now off limits to everyone except maintenance. Allen had only been with us for a year before he had to return back to the United States. I miss him. We promised to keep in touch, and at first we were doing good, but as long distances goes, efforts in maintaining those kinds of relationships become rather difficult. I hope he's well.

Hiratsuka: "You'll be a second year next time I see you."

Hachiman: "Yeah."

Hiratsuka: "You excited?"

Hachiman: "Not particularly."

Hiratsuka: "Hachiman, if you ever need to talk about anything. If you ever don't need to talk about anything, come see me. Here, gimmie your phone. I'm going to give you my personal contact."

Hachiman: "Why go so far for someone like me? I don't plan on doing anything… I'm too chicken to do anything anyways."

Hiratsuka: "Don't say that. You're not a chicken. You're brave. Brave for choosing life rather than giving up on it. I wanted to tell you this on that day, but at the time, I couldn't get the words to come out. But, know that if you think no one out there loves you, understand that I do."

Hachiman: "Aren't all that just superficial words? A pretense people say to others to mask their true feelings?"

Hiratsuka: "I like to believe that, 'I love you,' surpasses those boundaries. It's a belief, a promise made to another. So promise me that you will come back to me next year."

Hachiman: "I'll be there... if you're the one waiting... You don't have to worry about me, Shizuka... It's not like anyone at home or at the school, knew anything. You and Allen were the only two. I guess I should apologize for causing you so much grief."

Hiratsuka: "Yeah you should! You could make it up by taking me out every weekend for ramen during break."

Hachiman: "What are you saying?! You're a teacher. What if someone from school finds out!"

Hiratsuka: "I can pass as a high schooler if I change my outfit. Don't tell me you don't wanna go on a date with an older woman."

Hachiman: "Shut up…"

Hiratsuka: "You're blushing… Hikigaya. I look forward to our dates."

Hachiman: "You only have yourself to blame if I ever become as smug as you."

Hiratsuka: "Whatever helps make you laugh at life sometimes. Don't take things too seriously. You're still just a kid."

I wish I could be as carefree as her. She's more of an inspiration to me, than she thinks. I don't know what she means by saying she loves me, but I think I could love her just the same. A love that doesn't need to make any kind of sense. Before Allen had left for America, he asked me to make him a promise; he said to find my own shape of happiness. He said that once I do, it will be the most genuine thing I could ever attain. And that it'll appear in times where I need it most.

Since then, I've been trying to care less what people see in me. My expectations for myself and others were lowered to the point that I had become cynical in everything I do. That said, he was the closest thing to a best friend I could of asked for. Funny, we had only talked a couple times but that's all it took. So now I search for the meaning of what's genuine, because knowing what is, will result in my true feelings. That is my very definition of happiness.

-End Flashback-

Yumiko: "Hikio? Hey Hikio? Earth to Hikio."

Hachiman: "Sorry..."

Yumiko: "It's fine. Looked like you were in deep thought. I guess you remembered something important?"

Hachiman: "Yeah. You could say that."

Yumiko: "Then I guess there's 100% chance you're not going to tell me what it is."

Hachiman: "No way in hell."

We both took a pause, then giggled like we were old buddies or something. What even is her deal. If I think about it, she's not causing me any real problems. It's only her relationship with Hayama that gets annoying. If she wants to hang around a loser like me, who am I to really stop her from making that decision. I guess the only real thing that would annoy me are the repercussions. Non-stop questions from everyone associated with the Fire Queen. She been trying all this time to be something positive in my life. And because of dumb squabbles that involve other students cloud my judgment, I forget to see the bigger picture. I reach over the table and grab her hand and hold them between mine.

Yumiko: "Wha-wha-what are you doing?!"

Hachiman: "Hey so listen, I don't see no real problem with you hanging around from time to time. I'm in no position to tell you what you need to do. But when it comes to my home life, that's off limits."

Yumiko: "Well, I guess that'll have to do, for now anyways."

She turns away like the smug princess that she is. "For now anyways"... Right.

Yumiko: "I don't know what's gotten into you, but great! Now that's settled, I'm inviting you to stay with me at my summer beach house."

Of course you'd have a summer beach house, spoiled rich girl… WAIT WHAT?! UMMMM THAT'S A HARD NO WAY! Did she not think this through? Why would I want to hang out with her all summer long?

Yumiko: "I can see that look in your face. It's telling me, 'What the hell is this crazy girl thinking!' Am I right? Tell me I'm right."

Hachiman: "I will not say such things. You probably get off on that stuff. Besides, I've already made plans for the summer! I can't spend it all with you!"

Her cheeks goes red as she swings her eyes in the opposite direction. I guess she really does get off on that kinda thing. Is that an actual kink?

Yumiko: "Would you change your mind if I had told you that Yuigahama and Yukinoshita had already agreed to come too? I invited them the other day and they said they'd be so down if you choose to go. So if not for me, do it for your friends."

Hachiman: "You see, this is what I mean by not giving me any say. Everything's so one sided. Well, it sucks for them. I guess if they were really your friends, they'd go regardless if I tagged along. Besides, Hayama, Tobei, Ebina, and all your other friends are gonna be there. It'd be way too uncomfortable for me. Besides..."

Yumiko: "Besides what? I'm only trying to help you feel more relaxed by having your friends there too."

Hachiman: "It's not that, but maybe if it were just us two..."

Miura slams both her hands on the table as she stands from where she sat. She seems rather angry... or maybe passionate?

Yumiko: "WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HIKIO!?"

Hachiman: "Hey sit back down and lower your voice. You're embarrassing me... Your inner Ebina is coming out."

The flustered girl with the red face, sits back down as she scours around trying to keep her mind busy. She pulls out a compact mirror and fixes her hair and make-up randomly. I have the slightest idea as to why, but she seems like she's lost control of the situation she's in.

Yumiko: "Lemme get this straight, you'd rather spend some one-on-one time with me, rather than avoiding me by spending time with your actual friends. Our relationship doesn't have a label, mind you."

Hachiman: "We don't have to..."

Yumiko: "No-no-no, I didn't say I didn't want to. I'm just shocked. This is pretty scandalous of you."

Hachiman: "How so? I don't care for crowds. Plus seeing all of them would probably just bring up past issues."

Yumiko: "Well I'm not canceling the beach house idea. They were all looking forward to it. And I'd really like for you to come. But if you really want some alone time with me, we can arrange that."

She smiles in a cunning way. I think I know where she's going with this. It's not exactly what I personally have in mind. I just want to spend time with someone that wants to be with me. It doesn't have to be anything more than that. Guess I'm trying to find that happiness I once felt. Weirdly enough, it's never felt so close; not since she became more involved in my life. Something I'd hate to admit.

Hachiman: "I know what you're thinking, and it's not like that. So get your perverted mind back on track. I just think fighting this is never going to solve anything... What I'm getting at is, I've noticed your patience against my childish attitude. I'm disgusted with myself for it. If I'm making any kind of excuse, then maybe I'll need your help to clear it up. It's a request to you. Will you let me in? Starting now?"

Mura holds her cheeks, blushing profusely. She then lays her head on the table, hiding her face as she bangs on the surface of the table with her other hand.

Yumiko: "This is probably the closest thing I'm going to get to a love confession. YES! I'LL LET YOU IN! I want to understand the real you too. And I want to experience so many other things with you... that is, if you'll let me. I can be irrational, stubborn, idiotic, and complete pain. But..."

Hachiman: "That's all fine. I'm done fighting this. There's no way I can avoid your persistence the entire summer break. And it was foolish of me to think otherwise. School hadn't even gone on vacation yet, but you waited for me after I completed my test. Even after I was so rude to you before... Sorry about that."

Yumiko: "You really were an ass! So you can make it up to me."

Hachiman: "How so?"

Yumiko: "Well, before the beach thing, I have a trip to my grandmother's house. My parents can't make it and I'd be grateful for the company... Come with me!"

Hachiman: "Sure!"

I answered her with no hesitation. There's no plan, no consideration, I just had the urge to spontaneously act out. It's an adventure. It's time I gave the Fire Queen the benefit of the doubt. Maybe she can teach me things that I need to work on as a person. I'm hoping this will help change me into someone I would less regret in the future. I look at her as she stares back at me. We're both silent for a while until my quick reply finally sinks into her psyche. She then lets out a large smile. Joyous of her valiant efforts to attaining my attention, she now has it undividedly. It's as though she just won the lottery. The gleeful girl rushes to my side of the table, embracing me in her arms. Most girls would be reserved, but not her. When she's happy, she get overly affectionate. This is something I can get used to. Her grandmother lives somewhere in Chiba... right?

End.

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