Why Can't You Get Out of My Head, Ayanokoji?!

1. GET OUT OF MY HEAD!

Welcome to this new fic.

It was a random idea I had, so I made a oneshot to test it out.

It received good responses and people wanted this to become a full-fledged fic.

Yeah, there will be an OC

But am I going to explain it here?

No.

I want to make this OC seem....part of the LN

So as you read on, you'll eventually discover what the OC is like.

Sleepy_0001 won the title award for this fic!

Anyway, enjoy!

Kiyotaka PoV

It's been 4 months since I've arrived back at the White Room.

4 months since I had graduated from ANHS.

4 months since I last saw my friends.

4 months since I broke up with Kei.

I spent my three years in ANHS initially looking to enjoy my freedom and mold my own personality.

I had succeeded.

But.

Those three years passed by me like a blur.

I wasn't sad or anything like that.

I was happy to have won against my father and spend my three years doing whatever I can to live and act like a normal human being.

I developed the ability to genuinely empathize,sympathize and to care for others.

Something the White Room would never teach its students.

But it's not like I failed to understand why they'd never allow these students to develop these human traits.

To be Human in an Inhumane facility....

Is nothing short of a grave mistake.

I was simply fueled by my curiosity to find and discover things about myself.

Things past what the White Room could offer.

But....

In those three years, nothing had seemed to erase what this cold, sterile room had engraved into my mind ever since I was young.

In the end, I still won.

But at what cost?

Deep down, I wanted to lose.

I wanted to prove his ideals wrong.

I felt a little bit more human than before.

I can show compassion.

But that compassion, no matter how genuine it is...

Can turn cruel in mere seconds.

I will never hesitate on using that person as long as it benefits me.

The closer they are to me.

The easier for me to use.

I was currently laying on my bed.

I stared at the white ceiling as I reminisced about my entire student life.