A Tale of Three Phases
I felt the sensation of being pushed to a wall as the ever so perfect blond bishonen (who has never failed to disgust me) did just that, push me into the wall. Thankfully, I wasn't facing the wall as that would probably damage my handsome face. Wouldn't want that to happen, nuh-uh. I wouldn't be able to advertise myself as a very capable house husband without my handsome face now would I? It's the ugly truth! If you don't have the deepest pockets that can impress any woman, then your best bet of getting married is by having a handsome face (having a well-toned body won't hurt either). Your personality and talents? They only come to play at a later stage of a relationship. There's a reason why the saying goes 'love at first sight'. It may be an unfair truth, but hey, fair is not really the standard in this world.
Doesn't change the fact that it hurts though considering the force he applied into, oh I don't know, pushing me to the wall? What even warranted this action of his? I haven't been interacting with this piece of work or his 'friends' these past days! I don't think I deserve this treatment! If his only justification for this is that because the Alpha (being him in this case) can do whatever he wants with the Beta (being me in this case... not that I agree with it though. Who decides these things anyway?!), then I will make sure to give him a piece of my mind. And I'm telling you, what I have in my mind isn't exactly what you call pleasant.
"Why did you do it?" asked the perfect-wannabe pretty boy, frustration accompanying his voice.
I arched up one of my eyebrows at that.
Do what exactly? I mentally asked but I'm pretty sure that that question is showing on my face right now as evidenced by the follow-up question that the piece of work has thrown at me.
"Are you really that stupid to not notice?" he asked further, frustration even becoming more evident.
Uh-huh. Answer a question with another question. That sure does settle things doesn't it? Although technically, I really didn't throw him a question since I never said anything, so... meh.
I decided not to give him a verbal response still. Afterall, while I have a vague idea of why this guy has dragged me here, I am not entirely sure of what his purpose is doing this, whatever this is.
"You're just pretending to be stupid aren't you?" the guy asked another, but this time, with a tone of defeat.
...what? What need is there for me to do that? People already consider me as someone stupid without me having to exert even the tiniest of efforts into 'pretending' to be one. Stupid society. Just because I 'look stupid' doesn't mean that I am stupid. I am consistently third in ranking for the entire humanities subjects. Heck, I bet that if I try harder, I'd be able to beat even the first ranked individual, whoever that is (HINT: It's Yukinoshita Yukino). Recently, I'm not doing badly with the sciences. Not top rank material, but at least above average. So yeah, I am not in any way genuinely stupid. Kudos to those who can see that, not counting the guy in front of me who is violently grabbing my uniform because... just because. There's just bound to one person who you will unconditionally hate you know?
"You knew all this time didn't you?" as Hayama asked that question, his grip on me loosened. However, the feeling of him pinning me against the wall is still there.
...
Heh.
Heheheh.
Have I known all this time?
...
OF COURSE I DID!
What do you take me for, some kind of overly-dense MC who, time and time again, fails to recognize that he has a harem? Fuck that! I am not that dense! And for the record, I am not, and will never be an MC. I despise that role. It attracts too much attention. It does not suit me. It's not fit for a loner such as moi. If I were to star in a romantic comedy, I'd likely be one of those forgettable side characters. Those ones that could just live their lives in peace. Those ones that are important for just a small part of the movie and then they become fodder for the rest of it. I'd love that.

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