46 That Just Happened (End)

Looking Back In Highschool Life.

High School is an education stage one has to go through after Middle School, and before College. It is a place where every young people are trained to become a good "adult;" a place where they are trained to follow the whim of their elder.

High School is a place where everyone wastes their adolescence in. It is a place where society's hypocrisy and trickery is on its peak; a place where everyone is unknowingly bathing themselves in a sea of sweet lie, that is, of society.

In short, High School is full of lies; or to generalize the situation, I should say, youth is full of lies.

Ever wondered why there are so many people flustered in their first day of enrolling themselves in college? Ever wondered why even after years of living as an adult, there are still people who can't get used to their life?

The answer is simpler than you think: they have bathed themselves in the lie of society for too long; when they raised themselves, they miss it dearly.

Are they wrong to feel that way? No.

Are they right to feel that way? No.

You may be puzzled with the answers above. Therefore, I will make this clear; never should you ever expect something from society.

What makes disappointment come to existence? Expectation. When you expect something, you shall prepare yourself to be disappointed.

So is the case with society; you believe the sweet lie they gave you, because you expect a great thing ahead—a delusion where you believe what you are living is not a lie.

When you are sober enough to realize it, being flustered is natural. However, I digress. I am here to talk about my High School life, not everyone's. Theirs is pathetic; mine is not.

Upon hearing the word "Highschool" may make one think of friendship, love, fun, springtime, and such.

However, I am different. As stated in the explanation above, I believe in no lie. I dip not myself in the sea of lie; I ignore it, and walk away; I stay true to myself.

To summarize what I think about teenagers, they are stupid—horribly so. For believing the lie the society feeds them is enough to make them stupid. However, that is not really apparent, if everyone turns a blind eye on it.

What makes their stupidity apparent is how they view their surrounding. They believe—they are sure everything is going to be "alright." Their naivety in how easy they view the world is what makes their stupidity apparent.

Of course, the treatment from the adult surrounding them—"Let's them enjoy it for some more"—only exacerbates the situation. In the end, the sweet lie of society never gets exposed, until it's too late.

With that being said, I am different. I have realized the massive lie, i.e., society, a long time ago. Therefore, I have never fallen in the trap.

Highschool life, springtime, premature love, camaraderie, peers discussion; I have none of it. I stay true to myself; no one can follow me.

To conclude how I view my Highschool life: it is boring and equally interesting to witness those people wasting their time in the sanctuary of hypocrisy called Highschool.

...

"That's about all."

"What a great way to deliver an essay. But, I didn't ask you to recite what you wrote, Hachiman. I want explanation!"

I don't know what is currently happening to my course of life, but Hachiman's plot armor is so hard to break. By saying plot armor, I am referring to his shitty luck.

Why so? Because, I, who do nothing to piss my lovely Gorilla, got called to her office! All of this just because I wrote my honest thought on how I view my Highschool life.

I had wanted to lie and wrote about good things, but I didn't want to lie to Shizuka and myself. Furthermore, even if I had lied, Shizuka would still be able to notice it in a heartbeat since it would be so unlike me.

What could I do in that kind of situation? Of course, staying true to myself was the answer. Therefore, I ended up here, being judged at my "radical" view on Highschool life.

"Look, Shizuka. Trust me, I know where this is going. Therefore, let's stop here. Don't start something what has been finished in another universe."

"What are you talking about?" Shizuka frowns. "Stop being Chūni; you are better than that in making excuse."

Well, thanks for your praise, Shizuka. But sadly, that's a fact; I'm not making an excuse!

I know this must be Christine's plot. That witty soul-sister of mine really makes me regret I let her watch anime with me. She must have planned this all along!

"Anyway, I will confiscate this essay of yours, and keep it in a safe place; it's too radical for the others to read." With that, my well-written essay is kept away. "I expect you to rewrite it, and fill it with a slightly better content."

Well, that's fine. I can rewrite it as many as she wants, as long as I don't get to experience "that."

"Of course, I can't just let you get away like that. Do you remember about our conversation a few days ago?"

My gut feeling tells me something wrong is about to happen. But my logical disbelief in something called fate gets the better of me.

"Of course, I know, my lovely Gorilla. We talked about how much attention I pay you in class." I smile, and hope for the better.

"That's sweet, but don't act like a fool."

"Tch!" She finds out about it!

Shizuka sighs. "Hachiman, I love everything about you, but one: yourself."

Hold up! Doesn't that mean she hates me?

"Let me word it better." Shizuka clears her throat. "I hate the way you view the world. You are too practical and logical; you are so selective, you always cut yourself off of everything you DEEM 'unsuitable.' Just like a robot, Hachiman."

Well that's kinda ... True. Still, Shizuka used the wrong analogy to summarize the situation.

"Robots are programmed; programmes have algorithms. They can't do nothing wrong, because they merely follow the algorithm written in their programme."

Pointing to myself, I say, "If I am indeed a robot, I am a well-functioning robot. I work in accordance to the given algorithm; I stay true to myself, and live the way I am programmed."

"Madness isn't born; it is cultivated, they said." Shizuka said neutrally.

I shrug. "No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness, Aristotle said."

Shizuka shakes her head helplessly, and that means she has admitted her defeat.

Ku-ku-ku, I may always lose in every one of our discussions, but you can never beat me in philosophical discussion, girl!

"I can never win you in this, huh?" She sighs. "Very well ... I just want you to experience what socializing is. Don't say you won't like it." I close my mouth. "Just try, and decide right after."

I quirk my eyebrow. "Let me guess? I have to join the Service Club that is recently made by Yukinoshita, and be everyone's lapdog?"

Shizuka blinks. "Yes, how do you know? I mean, about the Service Club being made by Yukinoshita?"

I have watched the anime, honey. Of course, I know! But, I can't say that, can I?

"Even walls have ears, they said." I shrug.

Shizuka nods her head. "Now that you already know what you are going to do, let's go to the clubroom!" She stands up, and motions me to follow her.

"I refuse." I remain still in my seat.

"You will regret it, if you don't follow me."

Hoh? What can you do? Beat me? Go ahead! I will get to see your cute, helpless face when you find you can't hurt me. It's a win for me! Ku-ku-ku!

"I am not afraid of—"

"I will give you a reward tonight, if you follow me."

Hoh? Is she trying to bribe me?

"No amount of bribe can waver my determi—"

"I will wear the bunny girl costume I accidentally bought tonight."

Hoh? "Accidentally," huh? Ku-ku-ku. Do you think you can still buy me with that? That's funny.

Because, you can!

"Let's go to the clubroom." I quickly stand from my seat.

No, no, no. You don't have to point out my hypocrisy, Four Dimensional Beings. I am aware of it, and I don't care.

Being able to see Shizuka blushing madly in her Bunny Girl costume is a fair trade!

Looking at me in mild amusement, she says, "You are surprisingly easy to buy."

"Underestimate me not, my beloved. Thy man hath rejected many succubus' temptations gallantly before. I fell into thy temptation for it is thee whom I love!"

Shizuka chuckles. "Stop speaking like that, I am embarrassed in your stead."

I smirk, then follow her lead to the Service Club's room silently. The anime depicted it correctly. The clubroom is really located far away from student activities.

But, that is actually what makes it great. No student activities, no crowd. No crowd, no disturbance. No disturbance, means serenity; I love serenity.

Upon arriving in front of the room, Shizuka hesitates a little bit whether to knock. In the end though, she decided to just open the door. However, even before she managed to do it, a voice is heard from the inside.

"Thou shall enter, the waited one."

Shizuka is slightly flustered, then instinctively looks at me to see my reaction. However, I am ready to leave at that point.

"Hey, where are you going?" Of course, Shizuka stops me.

Quirking my eyebrow, I say, "Service Club? It's more like Chūni club, in my opinion." Like hell I want to be in this club!

|Chris Sasaki! Shall thou comest in, this benevolent lady mayth forgive you!|

At the familiar tone, my body automatically turn around, and slowly open the door, much to my utter bewilderment.

Quickly enough, my eyes can clearly see the benevolently smiling Yukinoshita Yukino—my soul-sister. I can see the well hidden glee in her eyes.

I can't describe my situation any better than, "That just happened."