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“Y’know… you could just join her class instead of waiting here every day like a lost puppy dog so that you can play Pong with your gamer gf,” a voice called out, snapping Hajime out of his trance-like state as he stared at the horizon.
“What? Who said that?” Hajime asked as he frantically spun around, his cheeks reddening slightly.
“Just another loser like you from the reserve course. Sorry to get your hopes up.” The voice came from another student who slowly stepped out from behind a tree. “But the reserve course is kind of boring, right? Am I the only one who’s thinking that right now?”
Hajime had never seen the other student before. He seemed to be from another class in the reserve course, but was much shorter and had dark purple hair. His expression was completely unreadable, which was extremely unsettling.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Hajime replied. “Can’t you find someone else to annoy?”
“Annoy? And here I thought we could be best buddies, talking about all kinds of stuff like how much we’re lusting over chicks who play video games!” the student whined, pouting slightly.
Something in Hajime’s mind snapped and he approached the younger student, getting close to his face. “Who are you, seriously? Have you been following me? What’s your deal?”
Tears welled up in the purple-haired boy’s eyes, and he began to sob. “Waahhhh! I just… *hic-* wanted a friend… *hic-*”
Hajime backed off, completely in shock. “What? What the hell does this have to do with all that you were saying earlier? We are
not
going to be friends.”
“B-but- we’re going to be classmates, right? In the main course, that is. Because that would be super exciting!” Purple-hair suddenly changed his tune, grinning from ear to ear.
“When did I ever say that?!” Hajime reeled at the suggestion.
“Ok, ok. So you didn’t say it, but I totally saw you checking out Chiaki Nanami yesterday. And the day before. And last week. And the week before that. And I think it would just be… really fun and cool if we both upgraded our lives a little bit. Just us bros.”
“Just… us… bros…?” Hajime had no idea what was going on at this point.
“Look, I’m going to be completely honest- for once. I think it’s entirely possible for anyone from the reserve course to become an Ultimate, at any time,” the younger student said.
“You know that’s just a rumor they tell first years here, right?” Hajime chuckled. “The legend of the reserve course student who made it. And that legend exists just to make people turn their homework in on time.”
“All legends have to start somewhere, riiiiiight?” The student suddenly looked sinister, pressing a finger to his lips.
“You’re seriously creeping me out,” Hajime muttered to himself.
“Listen to me, Hajime Hinata. My name is Kokichi Ouma, and I am the Ultimate Supreme Leader. And you are going to join me in my quest to become part of the Ultimate classes. Meet me here tomorrow and we can discuss the plan in detail,” Kokichi yelled in between bouts of maniacal laughter.
“Um...”
“Tomorrow!” Kokichi called out one last time, raising his hand in a wave as he walked away.
Is this a prank? Am I part of some live action roleplay?
Hajime couldn’t figure out what had just happened. But Kokichi had said something intriguing, and that was all that mattered. As a reserve course student, he couldn’t really say no to any opportunity that came his way… could he?
“Hi, Hajime. It’s good to see you again,” a girl called out from a bench in the distance.
Tomorrow… just once… it couldn’t hurt…