He, Ash, had never really found out how to socialize. I mean, it's lonely being alone in a dormitory with no one to really talk to, don't you think? He doesn't care what you say. Do you really think one's life can just change by opening a simple file? Will the threads forced on to these four be severed in protest? He doesn't care what you say. So why should you even say anything? You want to talk to him, yet he keeps pushing you away. Isn't that rude of him? That's what's troubling you, right? -- its really not that deep bro (i cant write angst) . . . . . . . . . crossposted onto ao3 link: archiveofourown.org/works/58195162 when the hyperfixation hits so goddamn hard you gotta make a crossover fanfic: casino quartet x sekai