I stepped out of the 'safety' of my home and began my walk to Tsukishiro High School. That's where I attend classes, by the way, definitely one of the worst schools in the goddamn country. If you were to ask me, at least.
Thankfully, the walk is not a particularly long one, and it's not an arduous journey in any way, shape or form. I probably wouldn't go at all if it were a harsh journey. The walk takes somewhere between 10 and 20 minutes, possibly 30 if I decide to walk very slowly, like a snail or something. Luckily, I am a pretty fast walker when I feel like it.
I walk a lot, it's something that I enjoy doing very often. I'm not able to drive a car, which I wouldn't want to use anyway as I find most vehicles repulsive, and I don't like to use the train because it's just so loud and there's so many disgusting people that I cannot possibly bring myself to like. That's just how I am and how I always will be. I just find most people to be incredibly fraudulent and super fucking repulsive. That's just how my fate was carved out for me. People will never be able to like me as I was naturally made to be so difficult to approach. I just got really unlucky, honestly. There's no other way to look at it. I got screwed over big time.
I decided to look to my left, just on a whim. There I saw him, somebody that I don't see all that often.
A completely normal child wearing a yellow raincoat. The child stood there, simply smiling warmly at me. It really filled my heart with joy. I felt like tears could begin to run down my goddamn face at any second.
I wasn't about to cry because I'm some weird creep or anything. In fact, I would be appalled if you even had a single thought like that about me.
I was about to cry because the child across that road, which felt like the longest road in existence at that moment, standing on that sidewalk, which felt nearly impossible to reach.
Was me.
That's the simple and honest truth. There is nothing more to it. That child is me. However, I no longer feel like that child. And that feeling, to me at least, is one of the worst goddamn feelings in the world.
Then, as I took in the moment; A big loud car came zooming on by. It was most definitely going over the speed limit. I don't mind stuff like people going over the speed limit and whatnot. I mean, I have absolutely no reason to give two shits about those people.
But it's like, why do you have to look down on me? What do you stupid people get out of flaunting your fancy cars and looking down on me? I don't get it at all! Why does fate have everyone out to get me? Why? What the fuck have I done to any of you...
I really felt like crying at that moment. It didn't make things any better when I looked across that road, which no longer felt so far away, and my child self was no longer there. I felt as though I was being submerged in endless water. I couldn't really breathe for some damn reason. Almost like I was buried under the ground and there's a dozen goddamn people stomping on the dirt, pressing the dirt into me. Then a voice chimed out from behind me. I knew who it was nearly instantly.
"Yo! Wassup Yasunari, did you also wake up late?" I must've looked rather strange since he was looking at me in a funny way, or maybe that's just how he always looks. I'm bad at remembering things like that.
"Y-yo..." I said. I was probably sweating like crazy, probably could have filled a few goddamn buckets if I'm being honest. I also had incredibly blatant nervousness plastered on my face, if I had to assume.
Dammit, why the hell is he here? He doesn't even walk this route to school. Did he walk all the way over here just to annoy me?!
That guy right there is Hisakawa Tomiichi, he's honestly the only person on this planet that I could maybe deem as my friend. It's not even like I want to be his friend or anything. He practically forced it on me.
"Hey man..." He took a couple of steps closer and had a really nervous expression on his face. "Sorry... I think I'm being followed, so I panicked and didn't know where else to go.." he said, lowering his voice into a loud whisper.
"Why the hell is that my problem?" I probably sounded condescending as hell. I didn't really want to sound so harsh, but the truth is I'm really not in a good mood right now.
He nearly jumped when I said that; he must have been terrified. I probably would've been too. I did sound scary as hell after all.
"It's not!" he exclaimed, waving his hands around weirdly for an incredibly long time. "It's really not, I just need to walk with you so they don't, like, scoop me up or something, y'know..." he said rather quickly, his breath shaky as hell.
Hisakawa has always been a rather strange guy, always rambling on about corrupt governments, conspiracy theories, the evil elites, all of that junk. He's probably one of the people that fate despises the most, apart from me, of course.
"I get it now!" he said, almost as if he had made some crazy, stupid revelation. "This was what they were planning.. They staged it so it would seem like someone was following me. That way, I would run over here when you were in a bad mood to ruin our friendship!"
Wow, what a total clown. I mean, can you believe this absolute idiot? How could someone believe something so incredibly stupid?
"Darn it.. I played right into their greedy hands.." he said, sounding quite worried and fiddling with his fingers.
I honestly felt rather bad for him, so I decided I wouldn't complain about him coming along. Honestly, I'm only really friends with Hisakawa because I feel so goddamn bad for him. I would be perfectly fine on my own, but I'm such a nice guy that I can't just let someone like Hisakawa be all alone. It's a shame, really.
Hisakawa continued to ramble on for what felt like forever. I was honestly getting kind of fed up with his bullshit, so I finally decided to say something.
"Hey man, look, the government or whatever isn't gonna get you as long as I'm here. I would never let them take you." I was just playing around with him, really. I didn't really mean it. I mean, the government isn't even out to get him in the goddamn first place!
"Yeah... I guess you're right.." Hisakawa muttered. I sort of hate people like that in a way. I mean, make up your goddamn mind! It pisses me off, really.
Hisakawa stopped talking so much after that, I'm not really sure why. But I', sure as hell not complaining. That boy needs to talk less, considering he's so scared of all this government conspiracy bullshit.
I had been feeling kind of shitty today, so goddamn Hisakawa shutting up was a big relief to me. I mean, how can one singular person blabber on and on so much? I guess I just wouldn't get it. I 'don't get' a lot of things according to other people, especially my goddamn brother, geez I hate that dude, he always bursts into my room and then says some idiotic bullshit that you would only see in the movies like "Hey dweeb! I have some friends coming over, so you better scram before we poke your eyes out."
Luckily, stuff like that doesn't happen often, since I'm usually not even home. I like to try to avoid going home as much as possible. All going home does is allow myself to get tortured by my dumbass family. And you know the worst part? I rarely get to see the one other normal person in this family, or maybe the only normal person since I am far from normal, if I'm being honest, which is my sister, of course.
She always has after-school activities, or is staying at a friend's house, or something. Boy, let me tell you, she is real popular in school, she's got incredible grades, so many friends, she does extracurriculars, and is always so goddamn nice to people that all the boys probably got a goddamn crush on her, just thinking about that pisses me off, really.
All of that is almost the total opposite of me. I feel like my father is always comparing me to her, and it really pisses me off. I'm your pretty average guy, while my sister is like the smartest goddamn person ever. And on top of that, she's got one cool-ass name: Chyna. My parents must've had some strange obsession with naming their children after places in the world. I have two sisters. Chyna is the younger one, of course, but I have an older sister as well. I haven't seen her in a damn long time, though. She's going to college in some foreign country that I couldn't bother to remember when she told me. Probably Korea or America, if I had to guess.
Her name is Toyoko, which is super similar to Tokyo if you ask me. Naming them after places in the world must symbolize the first and last born or some stupid bullshit like that. I hate my stupid-ass given name, I really do. I mean, like what type of name is Yasunari?
I don't even like to think of my brother's name, that sly piece of shit. You probably get it by now, but I really hate that bastard's guts. Honestly, I wouldn't give two flying fucks if he dropped dead one day. I mean, he has tormented me my whole goddamn life.
I mean, why do you gotta choose me to pick on? I'm your goddamn brother, you asshole. At least pick on some scumbag that actually deserves it. Actually, maybe I do deserve it. Maybe the controlling hands of fate have made everyone hate my guts. Actually, scrap that, I know they have. People are always staring at me weirdly, and I always see them laughing when they look at me or pass me in the goddamn hallway. If I were to cast a vote in an election, the person whom I didn't vote for would probably be fated to win. Not that I would ever do some stupid bullshit like that. There's no reason for me to blend in with the rest of those dweebs anyway, so why should I 'have to' vote? You think I give a damn about how this goddamn stupid-ass country is? It's not like it would even affect my life in the slightest.
I was interrupted from my deep train of thought by Hisakawa.
"Yoo-hoo!! Yasunari, are you listening?" he sort of yelled it too. That kind of pissed me off. Would you just shut the hell up and walk quietly? That's what I wanted to say, but I just couldn't bear to hurt Hisakawa's feelings like that. He's a real emotional dude, so I wouldn't really wanna start that whole thing up.
Instead of yelling at him or anything, I simply said, "What? Sorry, I was sort of zoned out, you know.."
"Jesus, Yasnari! You're a horrible listener.." he said. I already knew that, of course. But I guess he couldn't process that or something. I always thought it was pretty obvious.
"Oh, yeah, I am very aware of that fact." I said, really smugly. Honestly, I kind of hated myself in that moment for saying something in that sort of way, talking all fancy and that bullshit. I'm not even completely sure why I did it. Maybe I was trying to act like one of those clowns who act like they are so much better than everyone else for talking so smoothly and having 'superior' behavior.
"I was talking about the big secret project that our government is working on with the Americans. It's called Project BrainCloud. They are linking people's brains to animals so they can use stuff like that in military affairs. Scary, right?" he said, completely seriously. I could tell it was full of absolute bullshit, though. I mean, I think just about anyone with any sort of goddamn common sense would be able to. I feel like Hisakawa only really hangs out with me because everyone else would totally clown on him, and they do; they totally do. But they clown on me too, so I guess I can't talk much on that matter.
If that whole BrainCloud thing were true, that would be rather terrifying, though. I've got to admit that. I feel like if I gave two shits about the government like Hisakawa, I would probably hate them too. Things like that piss me off big time.
Hisakawa just kept rambling on about all that stupid bullshit. It probably would have really gotten on my nerves if I were paying any attention.
I'm not the best listener, I guess. That's what most people who try to talk to me have said. It's simple, really. If they're talking about something I don't care about at all, why should I have to pay any attention? Stuff like that seriously pisses me off. I must've gotten all zoned out again, because I came back to the world with Hisakawa waving his goddamn hand in front of my face and telling me to come back to earth. I looked a little past his hand and the school came into my view, Tsukishiro Highschool. Geez, I hate that goddamn place.
It's filled with people that I really don't wanna talk to or that don't want to talk to me. Which I am perfectly fine with. I'm not the biggest fan of other human beings, if you couldn't tell.
Then Hisakawa just went ahead and walked off. He must've said something along the lines of, "Jesus, man, you really are out of it. Well, I'm not gonna miss my class because of you. Everything is your fault!" If I had to guess.
I didn't really want to go to class yet, so I decided I would go to the rooftop and maybe smoke a couple of cigarettes for a bit, then go to class. The school faculty are all complete dumbasses, by the way. It kind of pisses me off, to be honest. They seem to think that nobody will go to the rooftop without asking them first. Like, I don't give a shit if I get into any sort of trouble. I really don't, so why would I ask you to go to the rooftop? If I were them, I would add a goddamn lock onto the door so that way the students would have to ask me for a key to get up there. Teachers really are so stupid. It pisses me off, honestly.
I carefully maneuvered through the halls. It was class time, so I didn't see many people. But that also meant that I had to avoid some classrooms who know me a bit too well. Like teachers who have caught me skipping before and things like that. That reminds me, there's this one teacher, Mr. Yamato, geez, I hate that guy. He always acts like he's so much more superior to me because he paid some goddamn attention when he was in school like a few million years ago. He's always picking on me, too. He might be my biggest bully apart from my goddamn brother.
At least not all the teachers at this goddamn school are absolutely horrible, actually, scrap that. There's only one teacher in this school that's not a complete asshole. I mean, I'm sure there' are a couple of others that I don't have any classes with or don't know too well.
The one teacher I like is this dude who moved from Berlin to Japan. He's a real piece of work. When he first started teaching here, I thought he would be a goddamn slob that thinks he's so much better since he has all this money and lives in a fancy German mansion or something. But it actually turned out that he was a pretty normal dude. He had scrapped up enough money for a plane ticket to get here. I'm not sure why he did that. I would've stayed in Germany if I were him. On top of that, I find his teaching methods pretty enjoyable, even though I am flunking his class. He's a history teacher, so he goes up there and starts acting out all this weird history stuff and just has you take notes. Honestly, I'm only flunking his class because I don't write any notes on it. I find the methods far too enjoyable and just funny as hell.
Eventually, I managed to make it to the staircase that leads up to the rooftop. I must like elevated places a lot, or something. I feel like I'm always dealing with staircases. Whether I'm going up or down, it doesn't matter. There's always something to do with some stupid staircase. It's honestly kind of getting on my goddamn nerves.
I carefully went up the stairs, since there was a classroom nearby that would hear and know I'm not supposed to go up there if I made too much noise. I hate things like that. Like, why do you care about what I'm doing? Why is everyone always out to get me? It pisses me off, really. I felt like crying.
I silently ascended the stupid-ass stairs and reached the goddamn door, which opening quietly is kind of difficult since it's one of those big old chunky metal doors. Those shitty doors piss me off an excruciating amount.
I opened it, making the least noise I could, and stepped out into the warm yet breezy weather. Today was strangely windy, which is funny since it's so hot out. I already felt like I was on fire or something the second I stepped out the door.
But as I stepped out, I saw something that surprised me. There was another goddamn person on the rooftop. They were facing away and looking at the sky. I kind of panicked and made a bit too much noise with the stupid-ass door, which made them turn around.
I wasn't afraid or anything like that, they just surprised me since nobody is usually up here. That kind of pissed me off, too. I really just wanted to be alone right now. It's always other people ruining things. That's probably why I hate them so goddamn much.