...Knock-knock-knock.
...Someone was at the door? My door? Her door? Our door? What did it matter?
...Knock-knock-knock.
...What did they want? Were they here to laugh at me? To mock me? To feel my despair and abuse it?
...Knock-knock-knock.
This time, the knocking was accompanied by a voice. A voice I knew all too well. "Hajime, you in there?"
I was silent. I didn't want nor need to talk to him.
"Haaajime?" Knock-knock-knock. "You in there?"
As I remained silent, the knocking quickened in pace. Knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock. "Haaaaaaaaaajime?"
"God, you're annoying!" I finally shouted. "Leave me alone!"
"Ah, come on. That's pretty rude for you."
"I said LEAVE ME ALONE!"
Despite this, the door began creaking and clicking, as though he were doing something to the lock. "You haven't eaten in four days, Hajime. You don't want to go through another Funhouse situation, do you?"
How could he? How could he remind me of that... that... that HELLHOLE!?
But before I could react, the door swung open. And standing there, just as I suspected, was him. Nagito Komaeda, the Ultimate Lucky Student... or the Ultimate Hope-Obsessed Freak, whichever you please. He was holding a generic paper bag.
I narrowed my eyes at the bag. "What the heck is that? It smells putrid."
Nagito didn't look offended at all as he welcomed himself inside my unwelcoming room, placing the bag on my bedside table. "Well, Teruteru still has a high fever, so Peko and Fuyuhiko went to some fast food restaurant and got dinner."
Peko... Fuyuhiko... Those names didn't bring me "hope", recognizing my classmates or "friends". Peko Pekoyama and Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu, happily in love while denying it constantly. Neither of them had to lose the other during the Neo World Program. They both seemed so dangerous, but they never hurt a fly... no, it was Chiaki. Chiaki, the murderer of Mahiru Koizumi.
And, despite the Neo World Program's comatose effects, that was when Chiaki took her final breath... inside a sadistic killing game, surrounded by the friends who had betrayed her. What despair she must have felt....
"Hey, Hajime?"
That annoying voice brought me back to reality, along with the disgusting smell that flew into my nostrils. With a start, I came to the realization that while I was lost in thought, Nagito had taken some degenerate human food from the paper bag and was now tapping it against my mouth.
"Get away from me," I snapped, backing away. "And besides, just what do you think you're doing? Trying to feed me like a baby?"
"I just wanted to see if you could tell," grumbled Nagito, still holding the "hamburger" that radiated such a horrendous odor.
"Of course I could tell!" I exclaimed, rather annoyed at this point. "What are you even doing in my room, anyway?"
"Sonia wanted someone to make sure you actually ate," Nagito explained casually. "And, since no one wants me around anyway, they sent me."
Sonia... I thought she would feel my pain after Gundham's execution, but other than shedding a couple tears, it only seemed to make her happier.
"Can't imagine why," I muttered, careful to keep my distance from the Ultimate Lucky Student.
"I know... who would want to be around someone like me?"
Definitely not me, I thought pessimistically, narrowing my eyes at Nagito. "Well? Can you leave now?"
"Not until you eat." Nagito tossed the paper bag toward me.
Now, I wouldn't normally catch something terrible-smelling that Nagito threw at me, but I was wearing a white shirt and sitting on a white carpet, so I acted on instinct.
"You want me to eat this?" I asked, hesitantly peeking into the paper bag. If I swallowed my pride and did this, then maybe he'd finally leave me alone.
Unless he's lying about Sonia, too.
When Nagito nodded, I grimaced and slowly reached my arm into the paper bag. I half-expected the interior to be wet from steam, but it was surprisingly cool.
That just means that this has been sitting out for a while. Thanks a lot, Nagito, you jerk.
Now expecting pain, I felt around the bag for a moment until my hand touched something. As I took a deep breath, I shot a quick glance at Nagito.
"Nothing's gonna bite you," he added unhelpfully.
I gripped whatever my hand had touched and pulled it out of the bag.
"NAGITO WHAT THE F--?!" In my hand was a snake, which was jiggling as I lifted it up. Now, I wasn't afraid of snakes or anything, but I knew some were dangerous, and I hadn't really been expecting this.
"Oh, except for that," said Nagito.
"Nagito, I'll kill y--" I stopped abruptly. On closer inspection, this... wasn't a snake.
IT WAS A FREAKING TOY.
I stared for a couple moments, rage filling up my body, until I turned and flung the toy snake at Nagito, who caught it with considerable ease.
"Wow, what a surprise," I snapped. I wasn't going to try to be nice anymore... well, I wasn't going to try holding back my pure hostility. "Maybe you should be the Super High School Level Toy Snake Catcher."
Nagito just laughed. "Ahaha... You know, it'd be a more fitting than Super High School Level Lucky Student, considering my terrible luck...."
"Just get out of my room already, before I kill you myself!" I shouted, pounding my fist into the wall for emphasis.
"Hey, calm down."
Calm down.
Calm down, he says.
CALM DOWN!?
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, 'CALM DOWN'!? MAYBE YOU UNDERSTAND BECAUSE YOU'RE SOME GREAT HIGH-AND-MIGHTY 'SURVIVOR', BUT OH NO, I LOST. I LOST THE LITTLE GAME YOU WERE PLAYING, AND NOW I'M DEALING WITH THE FACT THAT CHIAKI'S GONE FOREVER. HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO 'CALM DOWN'!?"
I didn't give Nagito a chance to respond. As he opened his mouth, probably with a ready comeback, I gripped his sleeve and roughly dragged him across my room. I shoved him through the doorway and slammed the door shut.
What a waste of space... he truly was the most boring soul I had ever met.
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FanfictionI have too many story ideas. This will be mostly fluff (I think??) but i have a habit of falling into the angst stuff so haha we'll see. Most of these are ship centered, yaaaay!~ Cover art not by me.
