So, Avocado and Ricrod were talking about SIs, Kamidori, porn and crazy story ideas when we decided to make a crossover for Oregairu and Persona. Avocado would put the memes and "witty" dialogues, Ricrod made the outline and promised to make sure we actually make it to the end. What you see is our shared brain fart.

All the story is planned, even the plot holes. As you can see the setting is based on the Persona games, although it isn't set in a particular iteration. It's basically an AU.

Beware memes, cameos, flirting, swearing and weird-ass moments from chapter 3 onward. You have been warned.

Feel free to contact any of us if you have something to ask about, say or a request for some character to appear. We do want this to be a fun ride, after all.

PS From Ya Boi, Jackie Avocado -

As usual, I still have no clue what I'm doing!

Chapter One: Once Again, The Wheel of Fate Turns

Today's weather in Chiba was beautiful, the air feels clean, the sun is up and the sky is a clear blue without a single cloud in sight. The packed streets were full with people going to their jobs (some getting back home after a night shift) and dutiful students with early club activities.

This, however, had nothing to do with certain high school student, one currently cocooned within his bedsheets and in focused on maintaining a deep slumber.

RING! RING! RING! RING!

And thus, Hikigaya Hachiman's alarm went off.

The teenager in question slammed his hand against the infernal device's snooze button with enough force to be heard two rooms over.

The loner extraordinaire got up with a groan. It was Monday, he hated Mondays. It was a scientific fact that everyone hated Monday.

Monday meant going back to school it meant dealing with teen cliques, stupid assignments, an unmarried teacher with a mean left hook and even with this Service Club crap again. Truthfully, he didn't despise it as much as he thought he would at the start. Still, he could do it alright without having to listen to the natural born stuck-up or the mindless ramblings of a social butterfly with more chest than brain.

Five more minutes, He decided. If he couldn't stop his fate, then he would at least stall. Maybe if he ignored it hard enough, it wouldn't come.

Wishful thinking at its finest.

"ONNNIII-CHAAAAAN!" The loud voice of his little sister destroyed what little hopes he has for ignoring reality.

"Urg. Five more minutes." He pleads.

"Nu-uh. Everytime you say that you try to stay in bed as long as possible."

"To work is to lose and school means working. As such, going to school is to lose." His logic is flawless, as always is. Except in the eyes of others.

"But Oni-chan!" She whined in an overly cute voice. "If you don't get up, you will miss the breakfast I did especially for you. Ah, such a devoted sister I am, don't I gain a lot of points for this!?"

"Yeah, yeah. You're the cutest little sister in the world," He sighed and gave up staying longer in bed. "Give me a minute to get ready."

"Sure! I'll be waiting in the kitchen!" She happily said as she walks out of the room. "Ah, and remember you promised to give me a ride to school today, the streets have been dangerous lately."

Of course, He thinks. Anything for my little sister.

Strangely enough, he does mean it.

His blood was pumping as he cycled alongside the riverside. He had lost track of time during breakfast, and giving his sister a ride to school left him with little time to go to his school on time. He could still make it, but he needed to speed up if he wants to do so.

Whatever, worst that can happen is Hiratsuka-sensei giving me an earful for getting in late… actually, that sounds terrible. Who knows what that woman is capable of.

He stepped up the pace. While his literature teacher was more approachable than other professors, she was still a force to be reckoned with. Last time he played smartass in an essay for her, he ended up joining some shady club.

He shudders at the recent memory.

Going to school this way wasn't bad in his opinion. Actually, now that he thinks about it, cycling underneath a blue sky felt quite good. It was just the sort of thing you'd tell someone to get them to skip school with you, and it would work around fifty percent of the time.

And yet, today he felt a sudden dread while getting closer to his school. Something, something inside of his mind was uneasy. Akin to an instinct going overdrive, he started to feel like he could hear a conversation way too far away to make sense of it, but also too close to ignore.

Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, a blue, glowing butterfly came to his view. Time seemed to slow to a halt, the world seemed to be filtered gray. He couldn't move, couldn't breathe, but yet he was still conscious.

"And so, a new journey begins anew." A mysterious voice said, it seemed to come from the blue butterfly in front of him.

Hachiman would blink if he could. That butterfly couldn't have just talked, could it? No, it couldn't have, that's insane!

"The sixth time already for you? Or we are even further?" Another voice reached Hachiman's ears, a darker voice. "The fools will surely destroy themselves this time."

A pitch black butterfly flew into his vision, flying next to the blue one.

Nope, they're talking, and it has an evil twin brother now.

"Revolutionaries, those who know death, outcasts, upstarts and more. Each of them managed to defeat you once and once again, their bonds overcoming the obstacles in their paths. Can't you see the infinite potential within humanity?" The blue one argued.

"The very same potential that will doom them. Too reckless, too uncaring of consequences. Each generation has become less and less, archiving what their predecessors could, but only with more and more difficulty. It's come to the point you can barely manifest." The black one's voice was particularly smug. "This time is no different. But you will see. Your champion is the weakest so far, and my cards hold the high ground."

"Ah, but you see one should not underestimate the kindness of someone who has faced difficulties in life."

"HA! suffering and hate beseech more of the same. An unending cycle. Someone who knows of humanity's ugly side will definitely fight against them."

The Blue one sighed, "If that is your position in this bet...Then so be it. I hold trust in humanity's potential for evolution"

"A Wild Card against another Wild Card once again. Will The Fool triumph over The Jester? Or will you finally realize humanity's fate? I can hardly hold my laughter!"

"Quite. Do I have your word that you will not interfere this time?"

The blue one questioned, sounding irritated. "You must already know how useless is to seduce those of weaker hearts.

"Yes, yes, you have my word!"

The black one exclaimed in an exasperated tone. "I don't need to interfere when humans can lead themselves to destruction. Seriously, those kids fly into a tantrum the moment they find out someone...messes with the cards."

"Well, so long as you have learned your lesson as to not interfere. I shall allow your own to access the Velvet Room."

"My, my, such generosity."

The black one cackled maniacally. "Having so many successes in a row blotted your ego that much? Such arrogance will be your undoing."

"We will see in due time. But as of now..."

"Let their journey commence."

The two butterflies turned to dust, time moved on, the world regained its color.

Hachiman slammed down the breaks on his bike. He stared where those two butterflies were, his face the definition of bewilderment.

"I-I...What…?"

He was at a loss for words, none of what he heard made much sense to the teenager.

He had a bad feeling, that what he just saw wasn't just some elaborate hallucination born from his tired mind. He felt what he just witnessed was something that truly happened, even if in a corner of his mind, he's already wishing it was not.

Standing there, he spent more and more minutes being utterly confused. By the time he shook off the strange encounter, he checked the time on his phone.

Hiratsuka-sensei is going to kill me.

It may be a little redundant to explain now, but the Service Club was supposed to be a space where the members listen to other student's plights and problems, to offer possible solutions or viable options. A volunteer or counselor club to sum it up.

However, their activities rarely worked towards those goals. Lacking clients today as well, the members of the club were idling around and killing time. Yukinoshita Yukino would read, Yuigahama Yui would spend time messaging on her phone and Hikigaya Hachiman would lose time either reading or finishing homework early.

But today, he is lost in thought.

There's not a can of MAX COFFEE in his side of the table, either.

"Oh my… I thought you weren't coming today." Yukinoshita said, looking over him and breaking the silence that reigned over the room. "You certainly don't look very focused. Not like being focused would make you any useful."

"Huh?" He awoke from his trance upon hearing her words. "I would skip this if possible, but who knows what Hiratsuka-sensei will do to me…"

"Geez, Hikki, you don't have to say it like that!" Yuigahama butted in. "You have been spacing out all day, is everything alright?"

Is it? Certainly not for him. The strange encounter in the morning had been on his mind all day. He ignored all the lectures in class and just went through the motions during lunch. Yet, he couldn't really share his troubles.

They're strangers to him. Furthermore, he doesn't want to deal with his clubmates thinking that he has gone crazy. Also, why did she know he had been spacing out for so long?

For a couple of seconds, he thought up his response. The only sound in that quiet classroom being the tick-tock of the clock. He notices how the setting sun's light does paint a curious picture of the place.

Totally fitting for a literature club. He thinks, trying to distract his mind.

"Nah, it's nothing, just some stuff at home." Greatest excuse a student can give in school. Works every time, since further prying is considered something rude unless you are close to the person giving the excuse.

"O-Oh, I see." Yuigahama said, sounding somewhat unconvinced.

"Ara, Hikigaya-kun, are you sure you aren't saying that just to slack off?"

"Hikki, you shouldn't slack off, or else your grade will get even worse!" Yuigahama scolded.

If it isn't my eyes they make fun of, it's my damn grades. Hachiman thought as his eye twitched.

"Bitch, please. I'll have you know I'm ranked third in Japanese class and my grades in Social Studies are pretty good." He retorted, he had pride in most his grades dammit.

"T-traitor! I thought you were a dunce like me!"

"Oi."

"That's not much to brag about, after all, what's the third place in comparison to the first ranked in all subjects?"

Of course, my grades aren't that impressive when compared to the stuck up princess. But they are far from bad.

In any case, Yuigahama was the biggest dunce in the group, a true dolt.

"Awww," She whined. "So I'm the only dumb character here?"

"Don't jump to that conclusion just yet, Yuigahama-san."

"Y-Yukinon!" Yuigahama's face lit up at Yukinoshita's words.

"After all, you aren't a fictional character. Your stupidity is a natural trait."

"Urk!" Yuigahama clutched a hand to her chest as if she'd been shot with a bullet. "...Your words are as mean as always, Yukinon."

Yuigahama fell into a depressive pose. "...it's not like studying helps much anyway. No one ever uses these things in real life." She muttered.

"Well, that's one standard dunce line if I ever heard one."

"There isn't much point in studying! I swear! High school life is too short to spend it all hitting the books! You only live once!"

"That also means that you only have one chance at it. You can't screw it up."

"Oh my gosh, you're such a wet blanket!"

"I prefer thinking in long terms."

Someone put me out of my misery already Hachiman thought miserably. I'm losing brain cell after brain cell the more I hear her talk.

"In your case, Hikigaya-kun," Yukinoshita took her eyes off her book and faced him. "You just fail at every aspect of high school life."

Hachiman gave her a cold look. "I've said it once and I'll say it again. I don't care about having friends or some 'youthful school life', being alone is enough for me."

Yukinoshita just put her hand in her forehead, as if she was trying to deal with a headache.

"And that's why you're a failure as a member of society too, not only in school."

"Tsk."

The atmosphere in the room grew colder.

She isn't completely wrong here… not like there's any point in fighting a battle you're going to lose anyway.

"H-hey guys," Yuigahama spoke, trying to change the subject. "Have you heard about the latest rumor going around?"

"Huh? Not interested in dumb school gossip." Hachiman shut down that particular topic.

Mindless gossip is not my thing, and in school is mostly mindless gossip about celebrities or someone hooking up with another. From time to time there are also some dark things going around… but those bring back bad memories so I will refrain here.

"Geez! It's not gossip! It has been all around the news!"

"Yuigahama-san, I think it was unwise from you to expect that thing to ever watch the news."

Oi. When did I lose my human status!? Seriously, this girl's words are too mean. This isn't even tsundere, but plain old bitch.

"I mean the case with the missing people! My mom has been all worried about me since it started."

"Indeed, people seem quite a bit uneasy since it started."

Ah, that. It's not a rumor, but a normal incident, you know? Truth be told, he knew about it, at least to the same degree as everyone else in Chiba with a functioning Tv.

People disappearing in the middle of the night, sometimes going missing in broad daylight and in crowded spaces. The police and other authorities couldn't make heads or tales of the situation. The amount of victims was too much for a single murderer or kidnapped, now speculation of terrorist or some cult were in the minds of the general populace.

"Not like there's much to do about that, but to be careful I guess."

"Hikki! Can't you try to be more serious about this!? Mom has been on my case all week and doesn't want me to go alone to meet my friends."

Not my problem.

"Sucks to be you."

"I must concur with Yuigahama-san, you don't seem to be taking this seriously, Hikigaya-kun."

He shrugged at that.

"Again, not like there's much to do. Try to evade secluded areas and hope for the best."

Standard stuff. Come to think about it, my parents just told me to be careful, but they gave my sister a 30 minutes talk about how to handle this kind of situation when they got wind of the news. Tsk, shouldn't you guys be more worried about your son? I'm totally not feeling the love here.

He mentally prepared himself for whatever witty remark would come from Yukinoshita's tongue.

Bang!

The door was kicked open.

Hachiman sighed. Three guesses who did that, the first two don't count.

"Hello, Service Club!"

Yukinoshita also sighed. "Hiratsuka-sensei, please knock the door before entering."

Shizuka Hiratsuka's beaming smile was almost enough for Hachiman to go blind from. Though, her expression quickly changed to something more appropriate for a teacher.

"Now, I know it's almost time for you three to leave school, but I want you all to be very careful on your way back home. The disappearances are-"

Hachiman cut her off. "You were eavesdropping, weren't you?"

Her eye twitched. "Anyway...I want all of you to keep safe. And make sure you raise your awareness senses to over nine thousand."

"Yeah...she's that old, alright." Hachiman muttered under his breath.

If looks could kill, then the glare Hiratsuka Shizuka sent Hachiman would have turned him to ashes a hundred times over.

"Ah, did my ears deceive me, Hikigaya-kun, or did you say something incredibly rude?"

"I said nothing!" Hachiman blurted out quickly in his panic.

The crazy woman was way too sensitive about her age.

Her eyes narrowed in at Hachiman once again.

"...Sure you did."

"Hiratsuka-sensei. Could you please tell us the reason for your intrusion in the club activities?"

The teacher gave an exasperated sigh. "Just stay safe on your way home. I better see all of you back here tomorrow. If not, I'm pouring all resources into finding you just to kick your ass. Am I understood? Got it? Good."

"Is that all?" Honestly, it felt a little strange for the woman to only come here and be worried over nothing.

"W-well… I also wanted to see how you guys were doing. Maybe see if you got a new request," She trailed off, looking at the students with some strange emotions reflected in her eyes. "But I see that there isn't much progress anyway."

And with that, she closed the door.

Yukinoshita sighs again.

"I suppose there isn't much hope for a request today. It can't be helped, let's call it a day for now."

With those final words, we part from the clubroom to our own ways. Yuigahama was being chastised down a little more by the ice queen when she suggested they should go to the karaoke or something. He wasn't really able to understand how in the nine hells she managed to enter the school.

Slowly, he makes his way towards his trusty bicycle and prepared to go back home. His little sister awaits him, probably, as do a bunch of books and games he has yet to finish.

Just another day.

Carefully, he made sure to ride around areas with some amount of people. Normally, he preferred roads without anyone in his path, but he wasn't going to risk himself over something stupid. His mood was better now anyway, having lost interest and bewilderment over those weird butterflies in the morning.

It was too late when he realized that the sun isn't shining like always. Not because it became night, but because of the sheer amount of dark clouds in the sky. Less like rain clouds and more like black smoke in the form of clouds. Only the smallest rays of light penetrate the black smog that now filled the sky.

"The hell…?"

The color of the surrounding buildings were now covered in a strange light, as if the contrast was completely out of tune. He shook his head around, trying to find some explanation, just to find that he was completely alone. No one else is in sight.

Then he noticed it.

It was dead silent.

Nothing made a sound.

Not a bird, no cars, he couldn't even hear anyone talking in the distance.

In the corner of his eyes, he noticed something strange. A human figure. Less than two hundred meters from him. He can't help but panic a little when he notices more of those.

This was unnatural, this atmosphere, this silence, everything.

It's not right!

Then something happened at long last.

Those shadows in the distance started moving towards him.

He had to squint his eyes to get a clearer picture of who or what was out there.

Hachiman really wished he didn't.

The thing was like a mockery of a human being, more like abstract art given life by some maniac. Its body was pitch black with unnaturally thin limbs, it didn't seem like it even had the proportions of a human being. It didn't have a face, just a blue mask with a frown on it, not even eye holes in it.

Somehow, it looked at Hachiman as if it could see him. He felt as if its gaze was locked onto him.

Then the mask's frown turned into a smile. It was an unnatural, maniacal, ear to ear, grin filled with fangs.

Hachiman stood there frozen in fear and shock.

...What the hell.

He had no words, no quips, no scathing remarks, he couldn't even bring himself to make any cynical comments.

All he had was an unmistakable feeling of pure dread.

Then he felt more gazes on him.

His head span around looking everywhere.

There are more of whatever the hell these things are.

They came out of building windows, out of the storm drains, out of back alleys. He could even see them on rooftops and clinging onto the sides of buildings.

All of them had their heads pointed right at Hachiman. All of them had that awful fanged grin.

He held his breath, not he nor any of these things moved an inch.

Then he picked a random direction and peddled on his bike like his life depended on it.

An awful, inhuman howl reached his ears. And as if on cue, the rest of the things howled with it. The sound seemed to span the entire city.

There was only one thought that ran through his mind as he peddled for dear life.

Run!

Chapter End