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CHAP 5

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Hajime groaned as he slowly awoke, his forehead aching from last night. "What the fuck,..?" He grunted as he took in his disheveled appearance.

Hajime rubbed at his eyed in exhaustion, his dark eyebags prominent as he washed at his face. What the fuck happened last night..? He groaned as he proceeded to get dressed into his uniform.

He continued to button up his shirt, he glanced over the room with a frown. Where was his tie? He groaned as he looked around the room, his eyes landing on the black fabric on top of the desk with a sigh. Untill.. his eyes landed on something else.

Hajime frowned in confusion at the sticky note, peeling it off to raise an eyebrow. A.. Phone number? He flipped it over to notice,, something else.

Call me! - Nagito Komaeda

Oh.. oh my God.. Memories of the events of last night flooded his head.

Party with Chiaki. Meeting friends. Getting drunk. Hot creepy stranger. Asking hot creepy stranger to fuck him. MAKING OUT with hot creepy stranger on his bed. Holy shit.

Hinata's eyes widened in shock as he stood there, processing slowly..

"Hajime! You're late! Hurry up!" His mother's voice broke his thoughts, the boy audibly gasping as he rushed to tie his tie and rush out the door with his school bag.

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He groaned in PE class as he sat on the gym floor, he was already out of the dodgeball game - not because he was bad at sports or anything. He actually used to enjoy this class, well, until he became the target of every Reserve Course student.

PE resulted in bruises and scrapes from being tripped, more than he got from his usual bullying. So, it was better to just let himself get out of the game than suffer trying.

He sat with a hum, knees pulled to his chest as he thought about the other night. Nagito Komaeda, huh.. He was a little weird,, but.. he seemed like an okay guy. Definitely attractive, he couldn't deny that.

Though, Hajime never really paused to consider his sexuality.. Or consider the idea of liking guys.. well, there was nothing wrong with it.

Did he like?? Men? Gay?? No no..,, women? Women are nice too? He likes women?? Straight?? But.. men?? Women and men?? Not straight? Gay?? Oh. Bisexual.

Well. That settled it. Oh God, did he have to come out now—? Would his parents accept him? Ah, well.. they probably would. Hm..

Hajime frowned upon his thoughts as he was sent with his other classmates into the locker room. He hummed as he unlocked his locker to find it.. empty? Where did his uniform go?!

He looked around frantically, growling in anger as he watched a group of boys giggle and snort. Those assholes,, "Where the fuck is my uniform?!" "Mmm.. Dunno~.." They giggled amongst themselves.

Fuckers,,

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".. And yeah, that's it." He frowned as he sat across from the school counselor. "Uh huh.. Well, kiddo,, we can't report it as theft since you don't have any proof that anyone took it.. Mm.. We can only put it on file and provide you with a new uniform." She frowned, pushing up her glasses as she looked down at him. Hajime was really holding himself back from ripping off her cheap acrylics, typing away at the keyboard.

"W-When will the new uniform come in?" He frowned as she hummed in thought, clicking away at her computer obnoxiously. "Around.. 4 months." "F-Four months?!"

He sputtered out in pure shock at the time. 4 whole months? Just for a fucking suit?! "What am I supposed to wear until then?!" "Mm.. well, Main Course students are allowed to not follow the dress code.. mm.. Though, we wouldn't want a.."

She paused, giving him a look of disgust as she spoke. "..Reserve Course blending in.. Well,, you can dress how you'd like, as long as it's appropriate. And you need to keep this on somewhere visible, to identify you as a Reserve."

The counselor held out a brooch pin, which Hajime took and inspected in his hands before tucking it into his pocket.

"Well then? You're dismissed." She scoffed as she shooed him out.

Bitch.

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Yes, Hajime does have a brooch pin! It's on his breast pocket! Check out his sprites!