"Youth. Define youth? Some say that youth is a plethora of important mistakes in life. But i disagree.
If that is so. Then i am the king of the world. And my disney princess is at the carriage already waiting for my hand in marriage.
Youth is where lies. Deceit. And facade exist.
Youth is basically a trial run for corporate slavery. And to the people that said youth is a plethora of opportunity to learn are just dumbasses who have silver spoons for their platters.
Basically imagine yourself in school where you spend the rest of your day trying to study. Just by this observation you'll get the idea. It's conditioning.
Society is conditioning you to be mindless obedient employees by enforcing rules. That will punish your entire class by that one idiot that is misbehaving.
You see where I'm getting at?
This proves my theory and after that you have college. Which kind of encourage a little bit of breathing room in your suppose "college life" to enjoy.
This breeds initiative and a sense of freedom. So they can delude themselves when they are working their 9 to 5 jobs that yeah. They spend their life lavishly and yes it's time to get serious now.
But DAGA KOTOWARU!! It's all lies. So you don't have to complain when everyone is exploiting you to work your ass of while the upper class get their money.
But enough of the pessimistic view of society. It's rotten enough as it is.
Don't worry this hachiman have a solution.
LONERDOM.
With lonerdom being promoted and individuality being the center piece of humanity. We can choose what we want to do in life. Choose our own works. Hobbies that we can then in turn make money with.
And I'm sure if everyone comform to it.
They will later realize that it is not a bad system. No. That it is the best system there is.
If everyone became a loner. Then no one will suffer. Rumors will be left in their headspace. And everyone will respects everyone's privacy.
Win-win right?
As for my proposal. I am open to objections.
But for those riajuus that disagree because it threatens their parasitic climb to
Social hierarchy.
Then they can go ahead and kill themselves."
"~sincerely hachiman."
"On my outlook on youth in highschool."
"What's your name" hiratsuka-sensei said as she tried not to crumple my masterpiece of an essay into the palm of her hand.
"Hikigaya hachiman" and please don't crush my essay sensei. I put my whole heart into that thank you.
"I see. You see your english teacher gave this essay to me. Saying that this is way too extreme and opinionated and wanted for me to check up on it... oh and I'm also your counselor. Aside being your homeroom and japanese teacher.
Well actually i know he had a date with his wife after his shift. Damn bastard. Just because I'm single doesn't mean you can just lump all of this jobs and your works with me."
Sensei!! You're crushing my masterpiece!! And please somebody take her already!!.
"I see"
"You see. Then why did you write this piece trash?!. I get what you mean. But we're basically talking about positive experience here!."
Ahh positive experience? Is that edible? Also that is the most positive monologues I'd had in awhile. You might not know it. But i put my heart and soul into that. Yes. Hachiman is extremely wholesome writing that essay.
Gotta give myself a pat in the back later.
"I did write my experience on highschool though"
"Seriously? Hikigaya what am i gonna do with you..."
Well not crush MY masterpiece for one and also please get a date. Your face is red right now and i feel like getting out of this office before you thrash everything like the gorilla you are. .Suddenly a wisp of air goes past my ear and as i look up. I see hiratsuka-sensei's fist next to my head.
Whoah. That's too brutal sensei. Also that is against school regulations. stop threatening your students!!.
"I suddenly have this feeling of pummeling you. You cheeky brat. Are you thinking of something stupid?."
Sensei are you an ESPer?
"No?"
"What's with the questioning tone? Well forget it." Sensei said as she throws my essay down into the trashbin underneath her office cubicle.
My masterpiece.. rest in peace. You will not be forgotten.
"So brat. You have a girlfriend?" sensei said with disbelieving eyes as she look at me while she leans her elbow down to her knees. Cupping her cheeks waiting for me. With a sharp gleam in her eyes staring directly into my soul.
That's too predatory sensei. Please don't look at me like that. I don't plan to die just yet. I still have a date afterall.
"As a matter of fact i do sensei"
"Whoa really? A loser... ehem i mean a loner like you with this dumb essay manage to get a girlfriend?" She says as she leans back in doubt on the words that leaves my mouth.
That hurts sensei. I have a physical body sensei. It hurts sensei. That feels like a stab to my mind and my body. And also What's with that slip of the tongue? That's too truthful.
Upgrade your brain to mouth filter damnit!!.
"Yeah" i said smugly puffing my chest and and chin held high. " and before you said that is it imaginary? No. It's a real girl. And i am in a commited relationshi-YOUCH!!!""
UGHH damn that hurt. Did she just punch me?! My stomach hurts. Shit.
"Don't tell me anymore than that... damn brat got ahead of me. Well I'm still not on the middle age bracket so i might get one this year" sensei said as she remove her fist on my delicate stomach although i did hear her mumble that last paragraph with ease with the way she growls that out.
Someone please take her already!!
Also my body's fragile enough as it is. Stop abusing me.
"Well that doesn't matter now. You in any club?. And i swear to god if i hear you say the going home club. I will knock you out unconscious" hiratsuka-sensei leans sideways as she reach for her spare cigarette. Light one up and puff. She blew the smoke sideways while crossing her arms and looking at me.
That's incredibly unhealthy. Also I'm not thinking about the going home club. More like a frequent date really. Not thinking about saying the going home club at all.
Not at all.
"Well i don't really plan to join one." Besides it's too late for me to join one. Not with riajuus already locked in their cliques. I'll just be a thirdwheel.
"A total loner huh? Well i have just the right idea. Follow me" as sensei stood up and leave the teachers room with me in tow.
Sensei scary. Where are you taking me? And also why am i following you in some abandoned part of the school? Am i getting murdered? Did you use hypnosis on me?
Tell komachi i love her!!. Well that gets me a ton of hachiman points.
As we go through the halls silently. With the sunrays on the windows hitting my frail body. We suddenly stop on a plain looking door. And it seems like no one is around base on the quietness of it all.
Please somebody tell komachi i love her!!.
And kano-san Help!!.
