*Looks around* I think I'm in the clear... *Posts oneshot* "HEY YO-" MISSION FAILED! *runs away* Ah forgot the disclaimers FACK *runs back* Fine. Fine I'm back again with another oneshot. And like before, yes, you don't have to take this one seriously...and if you do...why so serious? With that being said *BREATHES IN*

"I do not own any of the characters of My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU/やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている *phew* With that outa the way *runs away again*

Edit #1: If ya scroll down, ya might find something new and updated. If you are new to this oneshot though, then...sup.

February the 14th has finally arrived. That's right. Valentine's Day in currently in session. The day that involves postcards, chocolates, confessions and so much mORe...You see, this particular day is when people reveal their true feelings to the ones they care most in the world. To the masses of society, one would believe that loVe...would be the main emotion to be felt in this special holiday. But to me, what I felt in the end was...

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I couldn't help but release a long sigh as I walk the halls towards the Service Club. Honestly, Haruno really needs to find out on her own that everyone has their limits. That situation was just waiting to burst out of control. Oh who am I trying to fool here. It's quite clear that she wanted that to happen. All I did was talk to Orimoto regarding advice on Valentine's Day cookies. That's right. Cookies! Was it really that bad to the point where that witch was able to transform one small conversation into such a problem?

Luckily for me, everyone's emotions in the room were so erratic to the point where I was forced to direct all that negative attention over to me. I honestly expected Yukinoshita and Yuigahama and perhaps Isshiki to be somewhat disappointed in me for reverting to my former ways, but the reaction I've received was surprisingly different from what I had first expected. Instead, they all stormed out of the room red-faced and all. I was too shocked at that unexpected reaction to barely realize that Komachi-chan chased right after them muttering some things about rotten eyes and blind onii-chans. Seriously, what the hell just happened! I looked at Hiratsuka-sensei to give me a clue to their sudden reactions but all she did was roll her eyes disappointingly and followed right behind them.

Please just give me something to work with here. I may have 108 skills, but I doubt any one of them can help me right now. The only assumption I can make out is that they were jealous of Orimoto as I was interacting with her. It's arrogant of me to assume of such a thing I know, but it's the only reason I can come up with at the moment. I mean sure that conversation with her was the most pleasant of conversations that I've ever had with her but can you really blame me for not enjoying a conversation that isn't fake as Hayama? She didn't do that awkward giggle, that Sore Aru catchphrase, or even insult anyone as she talked to me. Hell, I'm pretty sure I let out a small smile unconsciously as I talked to her. Now that I put more thought on it, she was being really OOC to the point that I didn't even get to monologue at the time. The aftermath of Hayama's attempted defense towards my integrity back when we were hanging out at the cafe was most likely the reason for this.

As I finally collected my thoughts, I muttered a quick apology towards Orimoto as I was resolved to figure out what the hell happened back there. All she did was shake her head wordlessly telling me that's it's fine to continue this later on. I swiftly turned my back on her and headed for the exit as I missed her small but sad smile towards me.

And all that brings me to here now as I draw closer to the Service Club. "...-enpai", "-niichan..." I can even hear a few words escaping from the doors of the Service Club as I approach it.

"...-orst", "-itiful", "-sappointment..."

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Eh? I couldn't help but let out a sound in my head to represent my confusion as to what I'm hearing. It's not the words used to clearly describe me is what surprised me. After all, this isn't the first time I've been insulted let it be up front or behind my back. Take it from the ice queen of Soubu High aka Yukinoshita. No what got me confused was the level of disgust that came out of their mouths as they were talking about me. I can hardly hear six different yet feminine voices at most in the room as they continued talking about me. Wait. Six?

"Ah~ Hikigaya-kun really knows how to make thing interest-" I tuned out her voice as I realized that Haruno is also in the room. She must have followed all five of them towards the club as I was lost in my thoughts as to how I let this situation spiral out of control. Dammit. She must have already began plotting another scheme only this time specifically involving these five alone. Not if I can help it. I need to nip this in the bud with Haruno. That way, this can never happen again with me around. With one final nod to myself, I reach for the do- "Onii-chan isn't interesting at all Haruno-chan! Who would like my disgusting siscon of an Onii-chan anyways!"...whAT.

NO! Calm down. Clearly my dear Komachi-chan has been swept up by the emotions that got out of control back there. She's just not in her right mind is all ahahahaha- "-taring at everyone while no one is looking with his creepy fish eyes. I wonder why I'm even related to that baka!"...K-Komach- No. No. No. No. nO. NO.

STOP! S-She can't be serious right? Wait. Am I actually doubting my own sister's love for me? Of course what she's saying isn't true. She's probably just faking it in order to look good in front of them. Yeah. That has to be i- "-eally gross. I feel you Komachi-chan. I really do. I have to see Hikki everyday in class and in the Service Club. I don't think I could have survived in there alone without Yukino-chan."...ThAt BiTc-

Wait. No! STOP IT NOW!

Calm yourself Hachiman. Slowly breathe in as silently as you can...And quietly let it out. Now. Think logically here. I need to rely on cold hard facts rather than have my emotions get the better of me. Emotions may be dangerous to one's mind, but as long as I don't let it control my actions, then I should be fine. Alright. There's clearly something in Yuigahama's words meant to convince the others that she means it when in reality, she's just making it up. Yeah. All I have to do is find the one thing that can convince me that she's just lying to save face and all. It's there. It has to b- "-uch a meanie. He thinks he's so smart with those big words but he can't even understand something so simple. I never want to see his face again!"...Stop it.

"Hmph. Took the words out of my mouth Yuigahama-san. To think that I told him of all people to save me. Hikkigerma-kun muse have corrupted my well-being if I were to rely on him on something as important as this." Please. This isn't funny anymore. I know this is a joke that I'm not supposed to understand, but please. Just say the punchline so the pain can go away. It hurts. It hurts. Why does it hurt? For the love of the Rom-Com Gods above please...MaKE tHe pAIn gO aWA-

"Eh? You asked Hikigaya-kun to do that? Wow~ You must have been really desperate to ask Ronrite-kun to save you from Okaa-san. Well I guess that he isn't as interesting as I thought before. Good thing you're here to interest me Komachi-chan~"...

"Control yourself Haruno-san. She may not be a student here, but I can't have you harassing the only tolerable Hikigaya I know. Go mess with her lazy brat of brother instead."...Ah...I think I see it now.

"-an't believe Senpai gets to be with that Orimoto chick back there while I end up alone without Hayama-senpai. I bet he's the real reason why Hayama-senpai rejected me back in the festival. Ahhh~ Now I reaaally regret wasting my time being with him just to help me out." ...The punchline to this ongoing joke.

Disgusting. Creepy. Deplorable. Gross. Lecherous. Unreliable. Threat. Siscon. Brat. Troublemaker...StAReS...

It's been right at my face this entire time and it took all of this just to find it...I have to admit it's kinda funny in a way. Heh...hehehEheHEh-

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"Ah! Yukino-chan! Look outside!" Hm? "The sun is starting to go down. We should go. It's getting pretty late." Late? I check my phone as I realize that I've been standing around for...A couple of hours or so? Wow. Time flies pretty fast huh? Wait. Why was I here again?...Ah crap I...forgot...pfftahahah- "-or reminding us Yuigahama-san. I'm have to go too. My as well celebrate Valentines day elsewere." -ahahawhat...Wait a minute. Why did I find that so funny? And Valentines Day?

...Oh. Oooh now I remember. My eyes lighting up in my sudden realization. I talked to Orimoto, Haruno caused a problem, and I'm here to fix it. As always. Wait. Always? Why would I ALWAYS do this sort of thing? As I quickly dig deeper into my memories from the start of my first year to as of now in my...second year? I can even see myself doing various deeds quite similar to this situation. Over and over and over aNd OvEr...

I frown in disbelief of my past doings. Apparently, I've been doing these kinds of things for more than a year. I really don't see myself as the type of guy that always does the same thing. Nothing changes with a mindset like that. Those who continue to do so for the sole purpose of making a change clearly have no sanity whatsoever. For once I feel gracious to realize how sane I truly am. I can't help but release a satisfied sigh. "Hm? Did any of you hear something outside the door?" Ah so they noticed huh? My Stealth Hikki must have deactivated by itself due to it's long usage...

Wait a minute. Stealth Hikki? Long usage? I only use this skill of mine for a few minutes at most. And it's not like I use said skill on a daily basis. I have my loner status to thank for that. I guess you can refer to it as a passive skill. But its effect pales in comparison to Stealth Hikki. So why would I use this particular skill for so lon- "Is anyone out there?" Ugh. It appears that I've been lost in my thoughts for too long. Oh well. No time like the present then. I place my hand on the side of the entrance ignoring the various gasps of surprise as I slide the door ope-

"Hikigaya-kun?" "Hikki?" "Onii-chan?" "Hikigaya?" "Senpai?" "Hikigaya-kun?"

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"So is the event already over? We must have been here for a long time. Ahahahahahaha..."

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"Um...is there something wrong?"

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"S-Senpai? Are you alright? If it's about us leaving you in the room back there, I'm sorry..."

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"...Onii-chan? How long have you been stan-"

"Yes." They appear confused with my confirmation as if they'd expect more out of what I just said. And they'd be right. "Yes I'm Hachiman." I shake my head as I chuckle at my own wit paired with their deadpanned reactions."Komachi-san." I call out towards my little sister. "It's time to go back home. It's late already. Let's go before it gets really dark outsi-" "Onii...-chan?" She cuts me off looking at me with an unusual expression. As I look towards the rest of them, I realize that they too are wearing expressions on their faces similar to Komachi's. "Komachi...-san?" She flinches a little at my question.

Hm? Why? What's with the sudden flinch? All I did was answer her question with a similar question. "Heheh. I'm just joking Komachi-san. But seriously, you can tell me what's wrong." Her eyes widen even more full of uneasiness. I tilt my head wondering what's going on with he- with everyone apparently. Why is everyone in this room sporting the same reaction as her? "H-Hikki?" Yuigahama addresses me with an uneasy expression. I raise an eyebrow at her wondering what's she's going to say next. Does she know something I don't? Usually it's the other way around. "How lon..." I hear Yuigahama ask me something before being reduced to incoherent mumbles.

*Whoosh* I quickly shoved my right arm to the front with my hand open towards their faces with the blankest expression on my face. All of them flinched on their seats again. Heheh. What? You make it look like I was going to fire a ki blast at you guys or something. Why so afraid? I turn my head slightly to the left as I adjust my arm bringing my hand to my right ear while looking at Yuigahama's scared face. "What was that?" I asked her with a small smile to reassure her that it's fine. Everything is fine. After all, what I felt bac-

"Hikki..." Yuigahama cuts off my inner monologue as she whispers my name with downcast eyes before turning to Yukinoshita. The younger one of course. Hell would be freezing over if she were to rely on someone who refers to her as Gahama-cha- "H-Hikigaya-kun!" And speeeak of the devil. She-devil in this case. Ne? Did you get it? Because it's Haruno whose just spoke my name? You got i- Of course ya did.

Speaking of...speaking, why IS she talking? Why do I have this sudden obligation to stop her? And did she of all people just stutter as she said my name? My crazy imaginations aside, she clearly knew that her younger sister was going to ask me something. Please shut up. It's rather rude to interrupt someone's question. Ya knoooooow~

"Haruno~" I address her in a condescending tone my eyes and smile slowly widening towards her flabbergasted face. "Y-Yes? Hikigaya-kun? What's with the sudden chang-" She stops talking as I place my right hand from my ear to my lips leaving my index finger open.

"SHuT uP."

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Everyone in the room straightens shocked at what I have just said. As if they felt the Shinigami appeared right behind them with it's scythe hanging on all their necks. Or it's pen on top of it's death note, whichever you prefer.

"It's rather rude to interrupt Yukinoshita's question. So please behave just this once. If not for your sister then do it for everyone else in the room. After all..." My smile fades away leaving a impassive expression on my face. "...You don't want to cause another problem in the same day. Do you?" I finish with the same expression still plastered on my face.

"Well then Yukinoshita-san. Do you have something to...say?" I address Yukinoshita as I shift my focus to the frightened ice quee- Wait. Frightened? Her skin is paler than usual. And it appears that she isn't the only one feeling the same. She is to. And so is she. And her too. Even her as well. Why? Why sO AfRaID?

"Yukinoshita-san? Hellooo?" I wave my right hand left and right towards her for a while. "Hm." A confused sound escapes my pursed lips as I tilt my head at her. Ah maybe I been greeting them the wrong way. Huh. Well if that's true, then it would most definitely explain the weird reactions I've been getting from them. Should I try it their way instead? Hmmm. Well alright then. Here we go. Ahem. "Ya-Yahallo?" Still no response...oh come on. What am I doing wrong? And why do I have a sudden urge to flip up and down on a couch while having constant thoughts about dyin-

"Hikigaya". I turn to the single teacher in the room. Ha. Single. Got the double meaning to it? Because she's currently the only teacher in this room. And the fact that she's singl- I see Hiratsuka-sensei's unusual expression turn into a tiny glare. Ah she must have sensed me joking about her single life. Her eye twitches a bit...again. Ha. "Hiratsuka-sensei? Can you please tell me what's going on? I have to admit, I'm really lost here."

I see her close her eyes as she breathes in and out as if she's preparing to give me another speech. "How long?" She asks of me with her eyes still closed. I tilt my head eyebrows raised at her silently urging her to emphasize on her peculiar question. She opens her eyes a little as an unusual expression appears on her face. Is that a sign of regre- "How long were you standing outside the door of this room?" Ah so that's what it was.

I smile in an unsure manner towards them. "In all honesty..." They slowly bend towards me as I give them my answer. "...I don't remember." I finish with a sheepish expression on my face.

"EEEEHHHHHHH?!"

"Senpaiii~ we're being serious here. Mou~ Can you just tell us already." Isshiki tells me with a small yet relieved pout on her face. What. You thought I was just teasing you all? I'm being serious here. I honestly have no idea how I can simply forget whatever happened today, let alone a few...hours...ag- "Wait a minute. I-I think I'm getting something here."

My face twists in concentration as I forcibly gather my earliest memories when I stood...outside...the Service Club.

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I shortly gasp startling everyone in the room with my sudden reaction as all the missing memories come back to me now. I grab my head in a forceful manner covering most of my face as I look downwards with my teeth gritted...T-The memories...ThOSe meMorIeS...I...huh...Well would you look at that...My mind is becoming clear now...Yes...I'm finally starting to remember...eVeRYthINg...I can feel the remaining memories returning to me like a film reel rolling in my head as they revea-

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D̶̨̨̗̞̭̟͉̬̜̺͆̇̌͑̇͂̚į̸̲̥̘̩̮̲̩̣̹͖̒͐̇͗̚͝ͅs̴͇̟̺̮̫̳͇̪̦̪̫͕͚̥̉̑͝g̸̢̲̘̥͓̣̑̌̋̈́͂̈̈́̄̉͠ű̸̧͍̮̜̪̠̪͉̬̥͕̦͍͎̝̣͒̔͂̽̓̎̔͆̈̃̃̕s̵̨̡̨̯̣͍͓̻̼̜͓̓t̴̨̜͎͇̼̟̣̮̗̘̥̖͇̮̘̀͂̿̈̑̈́̃̕̕i̵̫̰̗͎̅̾̎͑͆̓̊̎̉̾̏͝ǹ̸̯̣̟͇̱͔͚͙̤̱͓̻̻̜̀̈́̈́̓̐̄̓̍̆͌ģ̶̫̰̹̰̘͙͖̳̹͕͛͆̍̓͊͝.̵̡͉͓̟͈̲̟̪̺̖̋̉̊̾̐̏͋́̓̐͑̑̉̅͝ ̷̛̮͉͉̹̞̩̾̓̀̉̒̏̃̕͝C̷̡͙͔̠̥̠̯̞̿̊͝r̵̛̳̲̝̩̤̟̫͋̊̐̒̑͗̽͊́̓ę̸̪̐̾̐̏͘͝ẻ̸̫͍̙̻͕̤̟̱̙̄ͅͅp̸̟̘̤̞̫̭̈́́̈̂͆̓̔̅̒̽́y̷̨͍͐̄͌̄͌̾̀̕.̴̡̧̣͕͉͔̪̭̘̺̘̫̥̫̙̍̊ ̵̢̧̱̼̲͖͉̟̤̻̼̩͓̎̎D̴̯̅̂̊͑͂̊̓͌̾̊̕͘e̵̹͓̫̻͇̗̜̥̭̊̾͑̈́͘̕ͅp̴̢̧̥͓̥͉͎̲̹͓̫͓̻͕͊͑̂̈́́̓͜͠ͅļ̷̯̳̤̾́ǫ̶͚͕̙̓͂̃ř̵̗̺̭̩̞̼̻̪̺̗̬͎̦͋̔̽̏̈͑̑́̊̀͐́̓̈́ä̸̯̱͔̘́̆͂͐̓͗̅̈̔̽b̵̤̘͎͓̮̎̾̐͜͜l̷̢͚͈̥̩̯̮̯͔̭̺͚͚͆̆͜ͅę̸̛͙̱͙̞͈̫̮͎̆̍͆̈́̐͆̀.̶̨̹̺͓̣̯̠͍̙̩̝̙͈̝̐̎̄́̌̇..-u̷̜̓̀s̷̺̉͗̆t̵̻̉ ̸̦̰͍͌̐͐͝h̷͎̏̂͒ą̶͙̙͇̌v̵̦̣̘̒̌ė̵͇̻̣̓ ̴͙͘b̶̧̧̳̏̏̋ề̶̟è̵̤͔͈̘n̶̢̯̩̭̾ ̷̼͐̈́͌̈r̴͍̭̘̩͑͒ȅ̷̡̙̺͛͝ȁ̷̞͖̟̫̋l̴͚͒̚l̸̡͖̅͂̽̈́y̴̙̗̐͂̽̚ ̸̥̳̣̲́́d̴̬͕͋̿e̸̱̖̜̙̕s̷̛̗̣̦̥͌p̶̺̼͎̔̈̚ȅ̸̟̼͝r̸̘͐̕a̴̞̖̤̓͗̿͠t̵̜͚͙̤͐͠ẽ̴̗̺̖̠ ̴͎̯̿̀t̸̖͖̅̔̍͘ö̴͎͕͎́̒̆ ̶̛̭̀͜a̵̛͖̗͒̓s̵̼̺̖͌̄͘͘k̸͚͇̬̐͗̏̈́ ̷̨̜̯̘̽̔Ŕ̵̳̜̾͘͜ö̶̭̠͚́n̷̡̢̒̈́ṙ̶̒́̚ͅȋ̵̧̧̫͐̿̋ͅt̴͓̯̩̓͂̕ē̵̛͍̠̟-̶̬͍̠̼̐͆̚k̸̛̰͖̟̈͘ų̷͉̣̤͋ň̶̻͓̙̂ ̶͕͙̞̅́ͅt̶͔́̔o̵͈̟̳̐͆͋͋ ̶̩̯̜̥̈́̉̒̈́ŝ̴̱ȁ̸͉̰̆̔͝v̷̠̒́͠e̴̦͚̊ ̸̩̞͛̈́́ỳ̵̖́o̷̯͇̭̟̐̀̒ū̵̘̐ ̷̡̺́ḟ̴̨͖͍̈͂͛r̷̺̘̯͍͋͊̊̇ö̶̘́͛͐m̸̱̹̠͋̑̔̀ ̶̫̬̰͉̎̎̽o̴͇̺͌k̴̙͎͛̆͜͠a̸̬͖̣̤̾̆̃̂ạ̶͎̙̋͝-̴̬͑ś̷̜̟͐͝a̸̠̙̹͊n̷̬̈́͗.̷̱͓̀͘ ̵̯̈́̈́͒͝W̷̮͛̈̄̚ȩ̶͚̔l̸̛͋ͅl̵̝̓̊͆ ̸̼̿Ḭ̸͖͇͎̆́͋ ̶͇͠g̴̛͈̈́̆ų̸̰̪̎͜e̶̜̼͛̏̄s̷̻̘̙̈́͌͝s̵̘̩̾ ̸̜͈͛̒̀t̸̫͘h̶̠͂a̵̩̲̓̒̇͠ͅt̴͙̹̪̗̆̏̃͋ ̶̣̀̂h̷͓̒ê̷̥̦̟͇͗̌̂ ̴̞̝̺͐ȉ̵̩͓̀s̴̬͙̿ñ̶̼͇͉'̴̫̫̈́̌̽t̵̖̜͕͉̊ ̵̖̹͍̭͑̋a̴̛͔͈̮͆̃͘s̵͕̆̓͆̀ ̴͖̫͑i̴̪͇̚n̶̺̼͉̊͠t̶͍̳̉e̵̢̡̺̱̓r̴̠̼̝̮̈̊é̷̺s̸͕̪̺͌̈́͌̽t̶̲̊͋͗i̴̪̤͈̭͂͋̓̿n̴̟̰̭̞̓̚g̶̛̣͌͊ ̸̳̲͉͛̓̄ǎ̷̰̬̙s̶̰̠̍̑͝ ̴͉̅I̷̬̺̯̓̌͆̿ ̴͍͔̿t̷̳͋h̶̘̲̮̽̏͂͜ò̴͔ų̵̞̲̰̌͗̈́̾g̴̢̽͂͑̃͜h̸̨̙͓̙̓t̶̹̙͖̃͒̀͗ ̸̺̹́͜b̸̀̂͛͜͝e̷̡̧͈͛̀f̷̡̫͙̦̀ỏ̷̯̭̞ŕ̷͉̘e̴̟͆͊.̶̝̃̇

T̶̠͆ó̴̙ ̴̻̊t̷̝͒ḫ̸̂i̶̢̽n̴̰͂k̵͚̃ ̷̯̉t̴̟̆h̴̘̒ä̸̝́t̴͎̑ ̷͉̅I̶̝̓ ̶̝͌t̷͓̾ȯ̶̙l̶̖̓d̸̦͂ ̴̲̃h̴̖̕i̴̪͑ḿ̷̪ ̶̻͊ö̸̥́f̸̹̉ ̸̭͊a̷̘͌l̴̹͝ḹ̴ ̴̯͠p̴̨̈́e̴͎̋o̶̝̔p̸̫̌l̷̜̀e̸̯͂ ̸̞̋t̶̢͒ō̸͙ ̵̡̇s̸̰͠ą̷̃v̴̛̝e̷̦͑ ̸̖̆m̶̹͑ȇ̴͜.̷̨̎ ̷͎̿H̶̥̎i̵͓͝k̴̬̋k̸̯̎ḯ̶̩g̸̝͂e̸̠͠r̶̦͘m̷͓̒ǎ̴͜-̷̙͘k̶̳̽u̷̍ͅn̸̘̿ ̸̀ͅḿ̸͖u̷̯̔s̷̙̀ȩ̸́ ̸͓͋h̸͍͘å̴̤v̷̰̽e̸̗͗ ̷͇̂c̵̦̃ő̵̠r̷͂͜ŗ̷́u̷͎͒p̵͇̿t̶̟̿ȇ̸͉d̷̹̎ ̸̠͝m̸̰͛y̸̓͜ ̵̧̆w̴̼͠e̷̱̊ḷ̶͌l̵͎͠-̸̡͘b̷̨̓ẻ̵͖i̵̝̒n̴͕̑g̵̪͌ ̷̖͋i̷̭͐f̷̜́ ̴͔̑Ĩ̴̹ ̶͎͊w̴̢̉e̷̯͌ř̴̫ȩ̸̿ ̷̛̜ţ̷̈o̴̖̓ ̸̩͗r̴̢̈e̷͖̊l̶̪͗y̷͇̾ ̵͙̄o̵̯͂n̷̥͝ ̷̖̅ḫ̷̂í̸̡m̶̰͠ ̸̱̕ö̸̮́ń̵͖ ̴̧̀s̷̥͒ó̸͙m̵͖͛ẽ̴̝t̴͚́h̷͇͊i̴͍͛ǹ̴ͅg̸̳͆ ̸̧̈́ȧ̶̞ś̴̠ ̶͚͝i̷̖̓m̶̙̑p̸̪̕o̵̥͂r̷͓͌t̵̤̂a̶̯͒n̶͈̅t̸̥̀ ̴͖̓ǎ̴͇s̶̭̾ ̴̤͆ṭ̶̑h̸͉̀i̴͇͋s̴̙͌.̸̦͂

H̶e̵ ̴t̶h̸i̸n̴k̷s̷ ̶h̷e̷'̶s̸ ̵s̸o̵ ̵s̸m̸a̴r̴t̵ ̴w̶i̷t̸h̸ ̸t̵h̷o̸s̶e̸ ̴b̵i̵g̸ ̸w̶o̴r̶d̷s̷ ̵b̸u̷t̸ ̴h̴e̵ ̴c̶a̴n̸'̷t̷ ̴e̵v̷e̵n̴ ̴u̷n̶d̴e̶r̶s̵t̶a̸n̴d̸ ̶s̸o̸m̵e̶t̶h̷i̴n̴g̵ ̷s̸o̴ ̷s̵i̵m̸p̴l̵e̵.̶ ̷I̵ ̶n̶e̶v̷e̶r̸ ̸w̶a̶n̷t̶ ̸t̴o̴ ̸s̴e̴e̴ ̷h̴i̶s̴ ̵f̶a̸c̶e̸ ̴a̴g̴a̶i̵n̵!̷

...H̸i̵k̸k̷i̴ ̸e̵v̵e̸r̸y̶d̸a̵y̷ ̴i̶n̵ ̴c̷l̷a̸s̶s̵ ̷a̷n̵d̶ ̴i̶n̴ ̵t̵h̷e̸ ̷S̵e̴r̷v̷i̷c̷e̷ ̶C̵l̸u̵b̴.̸ ̵I̶ ̵d̸o̶n̶'̵t̴ ̵t̸h̶i̵n̸k̷ ̵I̷ ̸c̶o̷u̷l̶d̴ ̶h̴a̷v̶e̴ ̴s̷u̷r̶v̸i̵v̵e̵d̷ ̶i̸n̶ ̵t̸h̶e̴r̴e̷ ̴a̶l̷o̶n̵e̸ ̴w̷i̸t̶h̶o̷u̶t̴ ̸Y̴u̶k̶i̶n̷o̴-̵c̶h̶a̴n̷.

-t̶a̷r̴i̴n̸g̷ ̴a̶t̶ ̵e̸v̴e̸r̴y̷o̸n̸e̵ ̷w̸h̶i̴l̵e̶ ̴n̴o̶ ̷o̶n̸e̷ ̶i̶s̶ ̸l̷o̵o̵k̶i̸n̵g̶ ̵w̴i̶t̷h̸ ̷h̸i̴s̸ ̴c̶r̷e̵e̵p̴y̵ ̸f̵i̶s̴h̶ ̴e̶y̶e̷s̵.̸ ̵I̴ ̷w̸o̶n̷d̵e̷r̷ ̸w̷h̷y̴ ̴I̷'̶m̸ ̸e̸v̸e̴n̵ ̴r̴e̷l̵a̵t̷e̶d̵ ̶t̶o̶ ̷t̶h̴a̵t̴ ̸b̸a̵k̸a̸!̶

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Onii-chan isn't interesting at all Haruno-chan! Who would like my disgusting siscon of an onii-chan anyways!

...Heheh. Bingo. I can't help but mentally smirk at the recent recollection of events that occurred hours ago. I've never felt so complete in my life. It's as if I've completely lost myself just moments ago only to be...reborn. "S-Senpai?" Isshiki says my name in an unsure manner with a hint of worry and...fear. Ah she must be wondering somewhere around the lines of, what's going on inside his head? Oh? Them too?...Well then.

"Say...'Haruno-chan'?" I address the former student of Soubu High while activating Stealth Hikki as I slowly back away from them towards the exit of the service club. They don't spot my slow and careful movements towards the door as they direct their attention towards her pondering as to why I said her name with an affectionate honorific in such a strange way after my sudden...awakening. "How long ago was it?" I slowly raise my head revealing my blank face towards them. "When I first heard the words..." All their eyes begin to widen, their heads slowly turning towards me as they begin to realize tha- "Onii-chan isn't interesting at all Haruno-chan. Who would like my dIsGUsTiNG sIScOn of an onii-chan anyways?...I can't seem to recall how long ago it was." I finished with a blank expression on my face.

They all gasp in shock as they finally discovered that I've been listening to them this entire time. "O-ONII-CHA-!" "QUIIIIEET!"

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Silence. Nothing but silence fills the room as I'm frozen in position with my finger pointed upwards right in front of my face as I focus on it with a blank expression. Three. Two. One. Zero. Nothing yet?...Good. "Hehheh." My glare slowly dissipates, a smile beginning to creep into my face as I chuckle to myself in satisfaction before putting my hands down to my sides while casually turning my head to the six people in front of me.

"I...want ALL of you to know..."

"...that I fOunD...your fICKleneSS...to be very painful..."

"...and more so...quite predictable."

"...but as of now?...All is feel is...is...keh-"

I quickly turn my head downwards towards the side failing to hide the sudden smirk that appeared on my face before fully turning my body around and bolting out of the room.

*SLAM*

Slamming the doors shut, I decided to run away as fast as I can from that area as I began to discover a foreign feeling that was just waiting to burst back there. I can faintly hear the doors slam open with my name being desperately cried out afterwards throughout the halls as I continue to run away.

As I swiftly exit the school ignoring the looks I receive from various Soubu students, I quickly unlock my noble steed of steel and pedal towards the direction of my house as if a speeding car was driving right behind me. Finally reaching my household, I quickly unlock the door and slam it behind me as I rush towards my room before locking it down. As I slowly turn in a 180 degree fashion while leaning on the door behind me, I take a deep breath in an effort to recover from the sudden burst of adrenaline I've experienced waiting for it to fade away...heh.

...hehehehehHaHa- "-HAhahAhAhAHA!" I can't help but release the laughter I've been holding ever since I've ran away from the Service Club after gathering my memories. Ah~ I'd never expect so many surprises to happen today! In Valentine's Day of all the holidays. I feel like it's Christmas come early. Kinda exhausted though due to everything that has happened today. I blame my recent workout on my bike towards my house. But can you really blame me for running away so abruptly? Why did I run away you may ask?

Wait...did you think I felt sad at finding out how they truly feel about me? W-Wha- NO! Nonononono. Nooo. So is it happiness that I felt back then? Again. NoOoOo. Eh? Hatred? You make it look like I've turned towards the Dark Side or something. Ugh. Just thinking like that somewhat reminds me of a certain trenchcoat-wearing Chuunbyou. I roll my eyes at the thought. Perish it. Burn it with fire. If you want my personal preference, then blow it up. I was and never will be the type of person to hate anyone. Well, unless youth and society were able to take form of an imperfect human being then I can make an exception or two.

Hm. But that idea of a trenchcoat though...now that I think about it, I can't say the man doesn't have good taste. I wonder if I'd look good with a trenchcoat. Not light brown like Zaimokuza's though. No. Perhaps colored in dark blue. And maybe change it up with adding a hint of purple...Midnight Blue? Oh and maybe wear a hat with the same color since summer is about to arrive. Speaking of summer, I should get some shades soon with me going out of the house more often. I really wouldn't want anyone recognizing me with these so called rotten ey-

Cutting off my ramblings on my random interest in clothing and ideas for the future, I walk towards the bed and drop down towards it not even bothering to change out of my uniform. I do have a backup uniform just in case I end up in an accident...again. I lay in the bed bringing the covers over myself as I ponder about how I felt back there in the Service Club. What I felt back there was absolutely nothing. There's no doubt about that. Which is why I find their reactions to be so damn funny. But that's enough laughter for one day. I really need to rest right now. I almost lost control of myself back there.

Finally deciding to close my eyes, I think to myself that everything is fine. After all, everything that I have done for them doesn't matter. And what doesn't matter to me, I think of them as a joke. The bonds I have created with them. The genuine feeling that I slowly began to feel towards them. My family...My friends...My actions...My past...means...

...aBsoLuTElY nOtHinG.

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[AN]

So...um. Looks like you reach the end of this oneshot. Yes this one was an attempt based on my first oneshot. Which was basically an entire recap of what could happen if Hachiman ended up more...Joker-like. This one though is based on the day before he officially became *Points up* that. His "Day Zero" if you will. Just minus the zombies. Props to whoever told me about the series-of-oneshots idea. I can roll with that just fine.

So you all must be wondering...What the hell just happened here. Or most of you must be wondering what just happened. Pretty sure there's someone out there that figured it all out in one go. Well then, I suppose I can explain my certain approach on a !jokerHachiman. Hm...Ah! Think of Hachiman as a...computer. You know what. Hachi-exe to be specific. But he's a special type of computer. He stores 2 types of data.

Good data. And bad data.

The bad data can be known as the insults, bullying, failures, you name it. Think of them as viruses. The only difference between Hachi-exe and other "computers" is that he doesn't delete them but rather stores it inside for future reference. That way, it can develop an immunity to the damage originating from the bad data that have been collected over time. And if it continues to function properly, it will sooner or later be completely immune to any bad data that he collects.

The good data can be known as the compliments, assistance, successes, you name it once more. Think of them as upgrades. The only difference between Hachi-exe and other "computers" is that the upgrades that he receives stack on top of one another combining every single upgrade into one fairly large yet long lasting upgrade rather than one good upgrade being fully taken down and replaced with an even better upgrade. Did I also mention that it even creates a history of good data being collected for future reference similar to bad data.

Now then. What if. Hachi-exe discovers. That a fair number of good data he has stored was actually bad data in disguise of good data. Similar to a Trojan Horse. That's right. We got the good data, the bad data, and now the recently discovered ugly data. You see where I'm getting at with the whole "compliments, assistance, successes being disguised as insults, bullying, failures bit"?

The ugly data is pretty much similar to good data...in the outside. The only difference between this and good data is that this one has no meaning. It's false. It's a false upgrade. It's an upgrade posing as a virus. And unlike the bad data, this one actually deals real damage towards Hachi-exe since it doesn't expect to receive any damage whatsoever from the good data being collected.

Now then, I did just say that upgrades stack upon one another making into one giant upgrade. You see what makes the ugly data so disgusting? Once Hachi-exe discovers that the ugly data had merged with the good data over time, it slowly breaks down as the ugly data attacks it from the inside. It doesn't know how to properly react. Hachi-exe wouldn't dare continuing to function knowing that the ugly data has corrupted his system. It isn't the type of computer that would take risks like that. Even in the verge of breaking down. So what does it do?

It reboots itself purging all types of data from the system. Good data, bad data, ugly data, you name it once again.

Basically, it reverts to it's former self back when it had no data at all. AKA. Pre-Hachi-exe. The only thing that wasn't purged from the system was the history of data being collected over time.

And using it's history of data, it transforms itself into Hachi-exe v2. The difference between this and Hachi-exe is that Hachi-exe v2 now watches over all data including the good data. Sure it stores them all but it doesn't see good data as upgrades anymore. It just sees them as...well nothing. Similar to bad data. And if it sees good data as nothing, then it sees ugly data as nothing as well. Everything is meaningless...

But the one difference between his history and his data? In human terms, he takes the data to heart while he takes the history to his mind.

Hachiman's transformation sequence:

1) Hachiman *before revelation*

2) Pre-Hachiman(Missing certain memories) *after revelation*

3) !JokerHachiman *after full recollection*

If you think that my certain approach on this is flawed as Hell, I really won't disagree with ya there. But hey, at least I tried...and perhaps failed idk. I did have another approach though to his transformation...

My original approach was going to involve Hachiman not reacting...like at all. An idea far more closer to my first oneshot compared to *Points Up Again*. He was going to enter the Service Club in the middle of their ramblings rather than in the end and just stand there with a blank face. Hell, even his mind is blank. The girls cautiously ask him questions about whats going on as usual. And when they bring up him waiting outside the door, he turns around, calmly leaves, and runs away. Leaving them to their own imaginations. I didn't know how to make that approach work though...yet...maybe when I put more thought to it.

I see Hachiman as a very mentally strong character so I found it quite challenging to picture him reacting like that. I believe that it'd take more than a few insults here and there to completely break his current character. But I also believed that Season 2 Hachiman has developed a lot going up from Season 1 to now. And also that at the time Valentine's Day was a thing, Hachiman was more vulnerable to the emotions that he began revealing to others compared to the start of Season 2 Hachiman. Let alone, Season 1 Hachiman. Ya know, with him confessing his genuine thing to Yui/Yukino, dealing with Miura's clique problem, Yukino's mother problem, the Kaihin-Soubu Student Council meeting problem, etc. etc. He's done so much for them. So I thought, it'd be a damn shame if it secretly didn't matter to them at all. And the trigger to start the event was none other than Haruno. But then again, she wasn't completely at fault for taking part in his transformation. All she did was interfere in the right place in the wrong time. Everyone's at fault here if you think about it. But it's fine however according to Hachiman. Since everything he does for them and everything they do for him doesn't really matter. And so...I chose to start his transformation in that particular timeline.

So as of now, Hachiman believes that whatever doesn't matter is a joke. That includes his past such as his efforts towards his friends and family. They are nothing more than jokes. Which is why he laughs at his past self for being so blind to the obvious punchline his former self tried to find so desperately. Sooner or later, something will trigger the drive within him to destroy society. And once it does...

...Well I'm still trying to figure that out actually eheheheh. Ima research more on this later and maybe fix some things in this oneshot along the way. I know I can do waaay better than this...Especially the beginning and end of this. Jeez it's like stacking an A5 grade meat with pre-toast bread. Oof. Now I'm starting to feeling hungry...

Oh yeah here's a little something something down below as I was making this thing. Laterz.

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Previews of various possible oneshots in the future:

[一]

"Hikio!" I hear Miura call out to me as she stomps towards my desk. Oi. Quit with the stomping. What are you, Godzilla? Will I be reduced to ashes by a blue radiated beam once you open your big mouth again?...heh. Jokes aside, I look up towards her with an eyebrow raised silently asking her what's going on...And why should I even car- "Have you noticed Yui-chan acting strange today?" I tilt my head at her wondering whether I should just straight up tell her the truth or say that it's none of her business.

Hm...If I told her the truth many weeks ago, then she probably would believe me. But I have helped her before with her clique issues a while back. So no. She probably wouldn't believe me if I spoke the truth. The latter it is then. Just to be safe. Besides, it's not like I'm lying to her or anything. "Sorry Miura. I'm not the type of person to kiss and tell. It'd be best if you go ask her yourself if your so worried." I already had a feeling that she did go to her to ask what's wrong. But I'm pretty sure that all she got from her were tears and sobs resulting from a certain someone.

Source: Me...Oh what am I saying. I'm not to blame here. More like Source: Look at a mirro-

"Eh?! K-Kiss?!" She exclaims with a shocked expression on her face as she begins to look left and right in a frantic manner...What the hell. That's all you got out of what I just said to you? How the hell did you end up in Soubu High anyways? Wait. How did Yuigahama end up in Soubu High...How did Tobe en- Meh. Not that it matters. Since I won't being seeing any of them anymore by the time 2nd year ends.

"Oi. Get you head out of the gutter. I didn't kiss her if that's what on your mind right now. Is that truly the only thing you got out of that." I really need to lower my expectations of others in this place. Well, with the exceptions of Zaimokuza I suppose. At least he's useful when I need him the most. And of course, the pure white angel Totsuk- "HI-KI-O! Do you! Or do you not! Know of what's going on right now with Yui-chan!" She shouts at me as she slams a hand on my desk.

How dArE yOU...Not only did you cut off my thoughts about Totsuka. Not only did you damage my ears with your supersonic screeching. You also hurt Table-kun with your right claw of infernal hellfire. Damned Fire Queen of Soubu. Apologize to Totsuka and my table alongside my ears at once. Especially Totsuka!...Oh? You won't? Well then. Too can play this game. "Fine. Fine. If you want to know that badly then I'll tell you." I see Miura slowly bend towards me and in the corner of my eye, the eavesdropping classmates of mine are mimicking the same action as well. Alright then everyone. Listen up. "It's..." They hold their breaths bringing silence to the room as they wait for me to finish talking. Heheh. Sorry folks but it's- "..None of your business" I finish while bringing my focus down to Table-kun.

*SLAM*

I see Miura slam her other hand to the table -No please spare Table-kun- as I hear a few other slams in the background occur at the same time. Hm? Did they all just face-fault? I thought that only happens in anime. My eyes widen a bit in revelation. Wait a second. What if...I'M ANIM- "I'm being serious here Hikio!" I can't help but chuckle at her response to my totally-not-serious answer towards her. Oh what's wrong Miura? Why so seriou- "Ew. Why are you laughing. That's, like, super creepy Hikio."

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[二]

Here it is. My secret spot on the roof of Soubu High that no one knows of except me. Well...me and you now...Totsuka

"H-Hachiman...no one outside the Service Club knows what's going on right now. I've never seen them so worried before. Please Hachiman. Let me be the one that helps you this time." He pleads with his eyes gazing at my back with a worried expression on his face. I release an exalted breath at his caring response as I expected him to speak those exact words to me.

"Listen to me Totsu-...No." I shake my head and correct myself as I turn around to face him with a blank expression on my face. "...Saika."

He lets out a quiet gasp at the sudden yet affectionate change of tone and formality that I gave him. "Hachi...man?"

"I thank you...Saika. You see, not to long ago, I somehow lost myself." I admit to Saika as I raise 3 fingers upward. "My voice of reason. My ways of thinking logically. My views on sanity." I lower my fingers one by one stating each of my losses as I begin to slowly walk towards him my eyes locked onto his.

"And thanks to you being there...being HERE. For ME. I have uncovered more about the character of my former self. And I couldn't have done any of this, without your help. With that being said, I can honestly say...You are my very best friend." I cease my approach a few feet away from Saika as he continues to look at me in awe.

"Which is why I keep warning you about the dangers of that admirable trust that you keep putting towards everyone here. Especially the...Service Club. And I should be no exception. After all." I slowly lean my head forwards towards his blushing face.

"It is the ones closest to you...That you have to keep yoUr EyE oN." I direct my head downwards from Saika's eyes towards the ground as I close my eyes. "...I know that better than anyone." I muttered to myself.

I then feel a sudden weight on my lower chest. I open my eyes and realize that Saika is giving me a hug. "S-Saika...what are yo-"

*sniff* "...Hachiman." He looks up to me with tearful eyes.

My impassive face cracks for a second before softening at the sight of his crying face. "Why so sorrowful Saika?" I slowly raise my hand to his face as I begin to wipe the tears of his eyes. "Are you sad that the Hachiman you once knew is gone forev-"

"NO! You're wrong!" He cries as he desperately raises his slender arms and place his delicate hands towards the sides of my head bringing my face closer to his own.

"You're wrong...Hachiman". His eyes slowly soften as his voice is gently reduced to a soft whisper. I continue to look at Saika with wide eyes as I registered the fact that this is the first time he has ever raised his voice towards me in such a way. I must have been really wrong according to Saika if I were to ever make him shout as me like that.

"I'm wrong? What do you mean by that?...Saika?" I gently place my hand on his shoulder as I stare deeper into his eyes as I try to find the answer within him. How? How am I wrong in Saika's eyes? Wait. Could it be?

"Do you still think that the old me is still there inside me just waiting to come back to your life? To their liVeS? Is that it?...Saika?" I really don't want to assume that what I asked of him was the truth. I'm pretty sure there's other reasons out there but I just can't grasp it at the moment as I was too busy focusing my attention all on him.

"No. That's not it Hachiman." He shakes his head denying my claim in a reassuring manner. "The reason why I say that you're wrong is because...the Hachiman that I once knew..." Saika begins to explain as the light in his eyes begin to shine even brigh-.

"...Is the same Hachiman that I'm looking at right now." He finishes with the happiest expression that I have ever seen on his face.

[二 (Alternate Tim- BOYZALUVUAHAHAHA-)]

"NO! You're wrong!" He shouts at me as he desperately places his soft hands towards the sides of my head and pulls me towards him closing the small gap between us as our lips connec-

Woooah. Woahwoahwowowowowwow. Hold the flip phone. That wasn't in the script. What th- *Grabs Magnifying glass* "Ebina Hina Wuz Here #BLforever"? What the f-

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BEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED! AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAJBGDFKABVDFCIHKSVWFIBGIUAGFUCKINGEBINAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM-

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...Its just a prank bro. Well the last few lines are. I assure you that the rest though was real...oR iS i- nahitsdefinitelyreal. (^▽^) Laterz(for real though)

BTW if you did read the two previews *points up* above, may I ask which one of the writing styles is better? The Miura oneshot or the Saika oneshot? The main difference is the length of the paragraphs so...pls halp meh.

Edit #2: Ah! You're here! Good. But, I'm still updating this one. Have to say. It's tough to create a !JokerHachiman. A part of me wants him to be dark and cruel like the one in GOTHAM while the other wants him to hold some hope of retaining his humanity while still being uncaring towards tHEm like the one's from those cartoons. I would blame Totsuka on the 'latter' but it could also affect the 'former' too. Ugh. I'm rambling again. It's the heat I tell you. Anyways, here's another preview of a POSSIBLE oneshot as I was attempting to create the chapter that occurs right after this thing. This oneshot's based on the 'latter.' Still applying the 'former' kind of Hachiman on this chapter though. If you noticed the small change right away, then you earned yourself a cookie...And if ya think it's a huge problem, then pls. Tell me why.

Finally getting off that comfy, sooft, and waaaarm be-...insignificant piece of furniture, I decide to do my morning stretches to loosen up my bones. Oh Kami, that dream I had last night really did messed me up today huh? And according to how badly I woke up just now, I probably didn't get a good amount of sleep at that too. Most likely a few hours at best. Emphasis on fe-

*crack*

Argh! Whew. My everything feels so much better now. But I still feel kinda of sleepy though. Dammit, how much Max Coffee am I going to have to buy from the vending machine to survive this day. Finishing my morning stretches, I proceed to making special preparations for this peculiar day. Hopefully, I don't do something completely out of the ordinary in school no thanks to my drowsiness...What time is it anyways? I turn on my phone to check the ti-

*5:30 A.M*

...My phone isn't lying is it? I groggily walk towards the window to see if there is any signs of sunlight in the distanc- NOPE. It's real. It really is 5:30...well damn. I can't just go back to sleep at this time. I step away from my wonderful b-...my poor excuse of a bed as I head towards the door thinking that I probably might end up sleeping for the rest of the day if I decide to rejoin my fluffy Bed-chan again. Wait. Bed-chan?

*smack*

I slap my cheeks while shaking my head left and right in a poor attempt to get my act together. I must be really sleepy right now if I'm feeling affectionate towards furniture of all things. So...this is what Yuigahama feels like in a daily basis. I almost feel bad for that airhead. Almost.

Speaking of airheads, what ever happened to Komachi? All I remember is me ditching her last night after my sudden decision to run away from the Service Club. Heheh. Whoops. Now that I look back to it at a certain standpoint, it sort of appears cruel for me to just leave her like that. But can you honestly blame me? Probably. Eh. I'll check on her later. I have more than enough time to do that. I slowly open the door thinking as to how this day is going to star-

*thump*

What's this? I'm pretty sure I opened the door halfway. So why did it feel like I hit something. I turn towards the end of the door as I squint eyes barely seeing a somewhat human shape in the darkness of this house. That's no wall. I swiftly bring out my phone as I use the screen's brightness to shine over the unknown figur- Wait...is that who I think it is? My eyes adjust to the darkness even further as I can now clearly see Komachi's unconscious body resting beside my door...

Edit #3: Psst. It isn't over yet. Here's one last POSSIBLE oneshot that popped up in my head as I was watching the Dark Knight for like the ****th time. If I were to describe it, it'd be a combination of the 'former' and the 'latter'. 'Dark' yet 'Uncaring'. More focused on the 'former' though. This IS a take on Hachiman being like Dark Night Joker after all.

"Lets introduce this society to a little revolution, and upset this established order. Every little thing you once believed in will fall apart as it shows its true colors. That is what you call my so-called master plan...And you know the thing about falling apart?"

"It's marriage."

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In the corner of my eyes, I can see the waitress finally approach us in a frightened manner as she places the change and receipt to the table. "T-Thank you for your patronage, s-sirs." She stammers out while holding her circular serving tray up to cover the lower half of her face.

"Thank you for your services, ma'am." "Thank you for your services, ma'am."

Without looking at her, the both of us said the exact same thing to her with him glaring at me and me smiling at him at amusement. I hear the clacking of her heels fade away as she swiftly leaves our table.

So...where does all of this bring us at? Hm?" His glare slowly fades leaving a blank expression as he shifts his focus from me to the change on top of the receipt in a thoughtful manner.

He picks up the change showing me it's heads side. "I let you walk away..." Turns coin revealing Tails. "Or I'm taking you with me."

"Ah~ Now that's more like it..."

*Tinnnng*

*Thud-*

*CLAP*

I see him slowly raise his hand covering the coin as he reveals the side that lets me...

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He stands up from his seat right before turning his back from me while he slowly walks towards the exit of the VIP room only before pausing near it. "...I'll see you later Hikigaya. Keep the change." He adds as he turns his head to the side before finally leaving the VIP room.

"Chance huh?" I ask to myself before looking down at the coin with the heads faced upwards. "Have to admit. Splitting everything into fifty-fifty doesn't sound so bad at all." I muse while picking up the coin revealing the tails side."Then again, it does suit the kind of person that you are." I turn the coin revealing the heads side once more. "The one who wears a mask to appease society. Only now, you're wearing both your mask and revealing your new self at the same time." I turn the coin left and right before shoving it in the small gap of the two tables leaving it standing straight up as it reveals both sides simultaneously. "Kind of two-faced now that I think about it...Can you say the same..."

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"...Hayama?"