This afternoon commences operation let’s stuff as much knowledge into our heads as possible and the secret base of operations will be the esteemed library. I haven’t walked passed it once since I arrived on campus, so I’m unsure of what to expect besides books, books and more books. How about an elderly librarian who shushes everything at the drop of a hat? Let’s be serious for once, that probably only happens in movies.
Our classmates who required help already left towards the Promised Land while I still sat at my desk. It is a personal choice as I gather up all the much needed energy to deal with the crowded building.
Tachibana also sat at her desk for some reason; usually she would arrive before the morning bell and leave as soon as the afternoon bell rang. I wonder what’s different today.
“I take it that you’re heading towards the library Kaneko-kun.”
Are my thoughts and actions that predictable? If so then I maybe in a world of trouble later down the line.
“Yeah and you should make an appearance there as well, because they could use all the help they can possibly get.”
"Help you, say? I see no need to do that." Tachibana boldly said without even turning to face me.
"Doing a minor deed such as that may help ease whatever ongoing tension in class revolving around you. Maybe soon enough you can make a few friends, even though I don’t ever see that happening."
Something along those lines could be a nice start, although Tachibana may not see it in that light, she’s kept to herself for however long so most likely she is comfortable with being by herself. Maybe we are similar in that sense.
Tachibana began to visually assault me with her harsh stare, saying, "In my household, we consider friendships that don’t offer any benefits useless, and the ones you wish for me to form with my classmates fall into that same category."
This type of thinking has been ingrained in her since she was a child, but I wonder by whom. Maybe it’s her parents?
"I'm not disputing the fact you just stated. At times I do prefer benefit over genuineness, but it won’t stop me from actually attempting to be friends with those who wish to befriend me."
"Hearing you spew nonsense about friendships is baffling considering the fact that even though you try your best to get along with everyone, you still don’t fit in with any group. That evidence just points to you being a loner at heart. Am I right or wrong, Kaneko-kun?"
I don’t fit in with any group. She’s right about that; I just feel like I am floating around. Not even the group with Hisoka, Matsukura, and Takawana feels right.
"I won’t call myself a loner nor a social butterfly. I know how to navigate through situations, but at the same time, I would hate for myself to be in those situations. So maybe you’re correct about me not belonging anywhere, but you’re the only person I can speak to constantly without pulling too much of my hair out."
Well, apart from Fukami, but she’s a special case, as my associate Matsukura would most definitely say, "an extremely cute case." However, I should stop thinking about her before he senses it. There's no telling what a grumpy perv is capable of, and I would like to live my life not knowing that.
Tachibana paused as if she really had to think about what to say next; it seems as if my sudden statement surprised her.
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She inhaled deeply before exhaling a few moments later as if she had to summon the will to say her next line,
"As much as it pains me to admit it, you are the only person I can seem to stomach in class. So, there must be something remotely interesting about you."
I gently replied while rhythmically tapping my pen against the desk in the most basic one-two timing, "Please don’t raise your hopes because what I consider to be interesting qualities about myself may potentially bore you to death."
Tachibana, who is a bit puzzled, slightly tilted her head to the left, "So should I go back to my original assessment of you being bland?"
Pointing my pen towards her I replied, "You may do as you please; after all, it’s your assessment and not mine."
Essentially, I won’t forcefully try to change someone’s perspective so them having unimpressed ones doesn’t bother me in the slightest.
"Well, isn’t that very surprising? Now, on to the subject of this class even if I was in one of my more charitable moods, do you really think they'd accept my assistance given my reputation in class? After all, I am the selfish person who lost them 100 class points."
Tachibana said this in a way that displayed how proud she is of her deed. Almost as if she embraced being the villain of the class or in more appropriate terms, an outcast.
I slowly rose from my seat and replied, "If you’re going to say something, then mean it, your tone of voice states something totally different.”
My desk neighbor froze for a second before saying, "I have concluded that you aren’t vanilla ice cream after all, Kaneko-kun."
Did she finally shed the image of me in her head? Would that even be a good thing because nothing will change at all besides her expecting a bit more in terms of personality.
Mentally puffing my cheeks while folding my hands, I replied, "Hmph, it really took you that long to realize this, or are you just yanking my chain?"
In the process of zipping her school bag closed and placing it on her shoulder, she replied, "Let’s leave that for you to decide, but I’ll heed your advice for now and attend this grand study session. After all I’m curious after all regarding how committed the class is to being successful, even though my expectations are still lower than my tolerance for cretinous things."
Even if that’s all she’s coming to see, it’s still good to show her face. However, my question is: will she go after the marked student or is she the marked student?
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