Hajime sat quietly with Hashimoto, who was sitting silently as well.

Hajime asked himself again for the third time; why is he here?

Then he remembers agreeing with Hashimoto about making her more feminine. He doesn't really know why he agreed, maybe it was Hashimoto's pleading eyes or maybe it's because he was too tired to care. Whatever the reason was, he was still in front of Hashimoto.

Hajime sighs. He decides that he has to talk to Hashimoto about this. Hajime stares at the crossdresser in front of her and sees her looking at him.

He raised an eyebrow at her.

"Umm… I don't really know what I should do… shouldn't you be the one thinking of something?" Hashimoto says unsurely. Her words dripping with confusion.

The senior's sudden straight-faced expression made Hashimoto gulp.

Hajime stops himself from clicking his tongue and thinks about Hashimoto's problem. He observes her and notices her composture. Hashimoto was currently sitting with legs spread apart and her right hand scratching her chin. Suddenly, Hashimoto fixes her tied hair and parts her hair properly while biting her lip. After fixing her hair, she puts her right hand in her pocket before fixing her tie.

Everything she does seems attractive to ladies, Hajime thought.

He felt his eyes twitching. He finally realized that Hashimoto isn't doing all those flirty thing to the ladies purposely. Her actions were all pure and natural. Hashimoto did it without noticing it and it's probably because of an influence.

"Where did you learn to act like a man?" Hajime asked straightly. He waited patiently for Hashimoto's response.

"My brother and… from the male idols." Hashimoto spoke shyly, her cheeks painted with pink.

Hajime only nodded before an idea popped in his head. He stands up and tells Hashimoto to stand up as well. Hajime then starts walking making Hashimoto more confused.

"Where are we going?" Hashimoto asks curiosly.

"To the mall." Hajime answers quickly.

Hashimoto's eyes widen and she runs to her senior's side. "Why?" she asks.

"You can't dress in front of many people, right? If that's the case, we'll just have to make you wear feminine clothes and walk around the mall." Hajime smiles at his idea, proud of his new found solution. He glances at Hashimoto to see her reaction only to be faced with a fearful expression.

Hajime opened his mouth to say something but he stops himself and observes Hashimoto. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth slightly ajar. After seconds of staying like that, Hashimoto gulps and nods, albeit fearfully.

"Are you alright? You look pale?" Hajime comments on the crossdresser's reaction.

"I'm just… surprised. Do I really have to do that?" Hashimoto smiles but her eyes doesn't seem happy.

Hajime thought about his words, trying to find what he said wrong but found none. He stares at Hashimoto questionly but Hashimoto just chuckles lightly and dismisses him before continuing to walk.

Hajime's curiosity seems to rise but he ignores his thirst for information when Hashimoto starts telling him about the girls she talked to earlier. Hajime listened and commented at the girl's story.

The two walked in peace. The wind was fairly strong and sky was painted with warm hues. The path to the nearest mall wasn't near at all but the two didn't complain. They talked calmly with Hashimoto's occasional cheery laugh that turns into some pig-like snort after telling a joke.

When they finally arrived at the mall, Hajime noticed Hashimoto's sudden silence. He wasnted to ask her sonething but he bites his tongue and waits patiently.

The silence surrounded the two students until they arrive at a retail store that sells clothes for both male and female. Hajime entered without hesitation. He looks back to Hashimoto and spots her frozen in the entrance.

Hashimoto clenched her fist. She felt herself starting to sweat and her heart beginning to beat faster. Time seemed to be slow and the door to the retail store appeared as a huge mouth, waiting for her to enter thoughtlessly and swallow her without warning.

Hashimoto breathed heavily. She can't walk another step, if she did, she'll trip and fall. So the crossdresser stood in silence and nervousness. Her eyes staring at what's inside the store.

Out of the blue, Hajime walked towards her. This was enough to snap her back to reality. Hashimoto instantly composed herself and acted fine. Nobody must know that she's scared of a retail store.

Hashimoto smiles and walks inside the store but her knees was feeling weak and her hands was slightly shaking.

"Choose what you want to wear." Hajime says without knowledge of her nervousness. But Hashimoto felt thankful for his dense nature, it made her feel like everything's fine.

Hashimoto placed her attention to the clothes almost everywhere the store. She sighed deeply before choosing a white t-shirt that seemed to fit her and a denim blue high-waist skirt. She showed her clothes to Hajime.

The older student inspected it and Hashimoto noticed his expression change. Hashimoto asks her senior. "Is it bad?"

Hajime stares at her and responds "No, you should wear it." The senior gives a small smile that doesn't comfort Hashimoto at all.

"Do I have to show it to you?" Hashimoto asks.

"Obviously. You'll walk home while wearing that after all." Hajime replies.

Hashimoto curses underneath her breath. She covers her face with one hand before slapping herself, shocking Iwaizumi and the other passerby. Hashimoto huffs in determination and licks her lips. She inhales and exhales repeatedly, trying to calm herself.

Hajime stared at her weirdly. He glances at the other people inside the store and cringes. Hashimoto's weird acts made people look at both of them.

"Okay! Let's do this! Fighting!" Hashimoto abruptly exclaims making Hajime cover his face in embarrassment. Hashimoto ignored him and walked inside the fitting room.

Hajime watches as Hashimoto stands inside the fitting room without closing the door. He looked at the crossdresser and she glanced back. They stared at each other.

"Aren't you going in?" Hashimoto asks.

Hajime's mouth hangs open. He couldn't believe what his junior said so he fakes a cough.

"Sooo…" Hashimoto says while avoiding Hajime's eyes and blushing madly.

"Oh my god." Hajime mutters before turning back on Hashimoto and face-palming. He pinched his nose and faced Hashimoto, both of them still blushing.

"What… where did you get that idea?" Hajime questions.

"You said that I have to show it to you. You said 'obviously' when I asked you so I thought…" The crossdresser answered.

"I meant for you to show it to me after you finished wearing it!" Hajime exclaims. Hashimoto blushes even more.

"When I'm finished wearing it… then I'll be wearing nothi — "

"Stop thinking weird thoughts and wear the clothes!" Hajime cuts Hashimoto's sentence. He has a feeling he knows what she'll say next so to avoid further embarrassment, he cut her sentence off.

Hashimoto finally closed the door and Hajime waited. After five minutes of waiting, Hashimoto was still inside. Hajime slowly approached the door and knocked. He asked her to be quick.

"I might be locked in here." Hashimoto speaks unsurely. Hajime's eyes twitches.

"What?" He says.

"I mean… I can't open the door." Hashimoto clarifies.

Hajime feels his sanity slowly starting to break. Why does unfortunate things always happen to him? Did he kill an emperor in his past life? Was he cursed? Did somebody wish him karma? Was the gods playing with his sanity? Those are the questions inside his mind.

Hajime just blinked. He sighed once again before pushing on the door. "I'm opening it!" Hajime shouts so Hashimoto can hear him. He pushes hard until he feels the door's slight shift from the inside.

"Holy crap! No! Don't open the door!" Hashimoto suddenly exclaims, shocking Hajime. He doesn't listen to the girl though and pushes the door even more.

"Iwaizumi-san, you pervert! Do you want to see me dressed as a girl that badly?!" Hashimoto screams and instantly, Hajime stops pushing.

"What the hell, Hashimoto? You're locked inside a fitting room, of course, I'll want you to get out! Stop thinking of something weird!" Hajime responds, infuriated before pushing the door once again.

"Iwaizumi-san, you better stop it! If you open this door, I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Hajime stops pushing.

Silence fell on both students. Nobody spoke until a lady coughed behind Hajime. He quickly bowed to the lady in apology and promised to get Hashimoto out and pay for her own clothes.

Once the lady was away, Hajime stood in front of the fitting room where Hashimoto resides.

"Sorry about that." Hajime hears Hashimoto.

"I've been feeling nervous ever since we entered the mall. My personality must've pissed you off." Hashimoto continued apologizing.

"I'm used to it. Oikawa's worse than you." Hajime jokingly responds. He checks at the time and sees it's already 5:43 in the evening.

"Hey, Hashimoto. I know you're nervous so… you shouldn't walk wearing female clothes right now. Maybe some other time. But for now, you have to show it to me." Hajime explains calmly.

Maybe tomorrow, he'll ask Hashimoto about her problem with wearing female clothes. If he can find out how it started then maybe he can fix it quickly.

"Hey." The sound of Hashimoto's hushed voice made Hajime put his attention to her. "Push the door open." Hashimoto said.

Hajime smiled after hearing that. He obeyed and shoved the door open with all his might and when it was finally open, Hajime stared at Hashimoto. He stood stunned.

Standing inside the fitting room, was Hashimoto Seijun but at the same time not really Hashimoto Seijun. Hajime felt like his eyes are deceiving him.

Hashimoto left her hair untied. Her chosen outfit fit her body that seemed normal for a sixteen year old girl. Her face was almost unrecognizable now, especially when instead of a charming and proud smile, a fearful frown was placed on her face.

Hajime gulped. It's as if Hashimoto truly detests being female, not just the female clothes but being a woman itself. Hajime felt a pang of guilt when he realized what he did early on.

He shouldn't have forced her.

"Change to your uniform. You look like crap." Hajime muttered. He turned back and walked outside the store.

Hajime really doesn't know what he's doing. He should be home by now and studying but instead he's here with a crossdresser that seems to have a phobia with being a lady.

Soon after that, Hashimoto came out of the store and the two walked in silence.

Hajime was now, no doubt, curious about Hashimoto but he couldn't ask, heck, he doesn't even know where to begin.


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