sweat.

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it'd been a slow day, nothing had really happened. however one thing seemed off. komaeda hadn't once left his room. the truth was, he had been thinking. more specifically, he'd been thinking about hajime and his walmart converse. who in their right mind would consider. there had to have been something else he could've chosen.

after a long while of thinking he'd decided. he would confront hajime about his thoughts. so komaeda opened the door, looking around. he spotted sonia and fuyuhiko heading to the beach, already in swim attire. he himself had been invited, but he declined the offer. to be truthfull, komaeda didn't know if hajime accepted or declined the offer, but he knew there was a good chance of him declining as well. maybe hajime was insecure, or a loner! he even could be plotting a murder, what if it was him! how hopeful that w-

"hey nagito!" he jumped at his name being called by his pink haired friend, "where've you been?'

"Hm-? oh." he grinned and turned to face souda, "i've been inside. there hasn't been a reason to leave. it's kinda hot, isn't it?"

"yeah! that's why we're going to the beach!" souda grinned, his sharp teeth catching the hot sunlight, "you should join us!"

"oh. no thanks." komaeda grinned, "i'm actually looking for hajime. have you seen him?"

"yeah! he's at the beach too. probably just sitting in the sand though." 

"oh! i mgiht just join then." nagito turned back to his cottage to change into the school supplied black swimwear.

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as komaeda stepped into the soft white sands of the beach, he saw his friends in the water splashing eachother and playing. all except hajime on the shore watching. as expected of the talentless hajime. :)

"hajime-!" komaeda waved at his companion and plopped down beside him in hajime's umbrella shade. he was sweating profusly, once again surprising komaeda in how much sweat one could produce. does this man urine? is this a condition? he hasn't gone in the water yet it looks like he's soaked...

"hey, nagito," hajime responded in his cool voice, "souda said you were looking for me. what do you want?"

"oh!" komaeda perked up, "i wanted to ask you a question!"

"well," hajime glanced at him, "what did you want..?"

"where did you get your shoes?" nagito asked in a passive aggresive tone.

"w-what?" the other responded, obviously taken aback.

"why do your shoes look so poorly made?" he turned to look hajime in the eyes, "they look like they were made at walmart.

"well-" hajime's cheeks turned pin. whether it was from the heat or embarrasment he couldn't say, "im not rich, nagito. i cant afford to splurge on shoes."

komaeda snorted lightly. hajime's eyebrows furrowed.

"atleast i have an excuse. what reason do you have for having TWO zippers on each shoe?" hajime retorted, "they are quite possibly the ugliest things i've ever seen. im happy with my walmart converse."

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