To compensate for being late and the pathetic length of my update(s), I posted 2 entries. which doesn't really change anything cause of how short this is... Consider this as evidence of my weakness in writing in first person.

School, or more like prison simulator as well as paid slaves training camp. A future house husband like me is in no need of education beyond the secondary level, which is where I a currently at, this is because we only need to know the basic essentials of life outside of school. Which are fending of for yourself, cooking, house keeping, the ability to take care of your spouse and children, and that's about it. Secondary education is just obligatory for the youth of Japan, much like the chocolates I received from my clubmates several days ago.

Amongst other things, School is another cause of something more sinister. That is that this 'educational' environment is also a training and (occasionally) breeding grounds for assholes, bitches, con artists, and sluts with salaries. With the population of actual people slowly decreasing and are now considered endangered according to me.

The worst of all is the idea of actually going there. Not only would I have to cut my sleep voluntarily, making me lose all potential sleep I could have gotten the rest of the day, it would also mean that I have to either walk or bike my way just to willingly subject myself to torture. It is ALMOST unbearable for someone like me to endure the cycle of going to school.

Emphasis on the word almost. While it is true that I hate the prospect of going to school, I can't deny that a few things had changed. I admit that waking up every morning is now something I don't mind anymore, that there's something that actually motivates me to keep up with the boring ad useless lessons, something to look forward to during the raijuu infested lunch time, and someone that waits for me at home besides my beloved little sister.

"Hey, Hikio. You okay there? You're dazing off."

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Okay... if you say so."

Much like the chocolates she gave me on Valentines, that certain someone is special.

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"By the way Hikio, I was thinking... I want to introduce you to my parents... if it's fine with you..."

"Eh?"

Yeah, it's a drabble. Thank you for all the support and feedback from the first chapter. Though I must I admit, These chapters went the way I 'planned' them too, but at the same time, I feel somewhat unsatisfied... hmmm.