She came into my room, said "Ew your room is messy. Why are there clothes everywhere?" And because I was doing paperwork and my "Tamaki mind" activated I spout out, "Oh you know how Hikaru is." And she stared at me, and the clothing and papers and shit lying across the floor.... She shoved me from my chair and started kicking me screaming how I shouldn't have given my virginity away at 15 and I had no idea what she was talking about and I already had a stressful enough day and broke down and she just ran from the room because I had never broke down in front of her. So I then agreed "Yes my room is cluttered, I should put stuff away." except I was still having a panic attack from the day's stress and the shit Ebina just did.
And that's the story of how I sobbed over how beautiful the symmetry of one of my dress shirts was and insisted that it was "more beautiful than Jesus" for a whole twenty minutes.
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