"Komaeda-kun, I would like to introduce you to the new participant in the Hope Cultivation Plan." He waved his hand towards the brunet on the couch, urging him to get up. "He had the most outstanding grades in the reserve course, so we have high expectations of him." The boy stood in front of him now, an arm outstretches confidently. "I'm Hinata Hajime, nice to meet you."

Komaeda had accepted the boy for who he was, like the other had accepted him. His luck did indeed grant him one of the most precious gifts, someone's love.

'Friend'… the word sounded heavy in his ears. Did Hinata really mean that? He was about to ask him, doubt swirling in his eyes, but the genuine smile on the brunet answered all his question. It felt like he was being hit by a brick, emotions crashing through his veins as the realization of the entire situation started to sink in.

"…You have a /what/?" Komaeda was perked up on the leather couch, his green coat falling off from one shoulder slightly at the sudden movement as he practically yelled the question into Hinata's face. A blush formed on the brunet's cheeks at the excitement of the other's words. He can't believe he just admitted that.

Hinata's face drew a blank as he looked at the beaming boy in front of him. Softly taking a slow breath again as to register the other's words. "…What?" He was sure by now that he heard him wrong, but after letting the sentence sink in word for word, it finally clicked. Did Komaeda just accuse him of being gay?

The screen lit up, bright blocky letters shining back to him. He had no idea what kind of game it was, but with the excitement of the girl next to him he didn't really mind. [Played two has joined the game]

'This, Hinata thought, this is the moment Nagito has finally lost his mind. He sighed, being thrown into such a crazy situation was definitely not on his to-do list today.'