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11/08 - 11/13 Cultural Festival

The school campus opens its doors to the public early Monday morning, with family, friends, neighbors, and strangers arriving to fill up the halls, each visitor having eyes of gold and wallets full of cash. Festival events run from 8AM to 4PM, and pamphlets are handed out by students lining the locker area, which include a schedule and a map of the campus:

✽ The opening event on Monday is an idol performance in the auditorium by the twin star unit GEMINI, consisting of Natsume Sakasaki and Subaru Akehoshi. On Thursday afternoon, the music club will hold a performance in the auditorium, featuring the typical choir with piano accompaniment, a capella performances by smaller groups of members, as well as solos, with requests taken in between performances so members can switch off and take a break.

✽ The student store is open every day up until noon on Saturday, and while the absurdly high prices are still absurdly high, there is a sign up in front of the rock gacha that one of the prizes is an all day pass to any of the school's events for one day of the festival. The odds aren't worth the price, but it's not like the shopkeep reveals the odds.

✽ Class 1-B is hosting a themed cafe in their homeroom.

✽ Class 1-D has turned their homeroom and neighboring classrooms into escape rooms, which runs from Tuesday to Friday.

✽ The robotics/programing club and the gaming club have set up a variety of video games in 2-A, and are hosting a competition between visitors and their AI.

✽ Class 3-D is hosting a kissing booth in their homeroom.

✽ In the home ec cooking room, the cooking club is hosting a cooking contest, with student judges and prizes for the winners.

✽ The sewing club and the art club have put together a photo booth inside the home ec sewing room, featuring all sorts of props and costumes imaginable to try on and pose in front of a number of hand painted backgrounds. Photos are taken by an instant camera for visitors to take home a keepsake. In the art club room, the art club has a gallery set up, with paintings hanging from the walls and sculptures set up in front of them, and a strict no touching policy or one of the members threatens to scoop your eye out with a palette knife and she doesn't look like she's joking. There is a large open canvas, however, for visitors to try their hand at paints or charcoal or pastels on what will become a collaborative art piece done by an entire week's worth of visitors. Occasionally throughout the festival, an art club member will have a space off to the corner for portraits or face painting.

✽ The sewing club has also contributed plush toy prizes for various other class' game stalls throughout the school, where visitors can pay to play for a chance to win small prizes, and are able to trade up several smaller prizes for larger ones.

✽ Out past the courtyard, various sports teams host games throughout the week, including relay races and obstacle courses and tug o' war and """soccer""". Basically it's sports day, because there had been a sports day on the calendar but I never look at the calendar so it was already halfway through the month before I realized.

✽ The fourth floor hallway has been cleaned up and turned into the rest area, with rugs laid out across the ground and comfy chairs scattered around the room and little bags of cat treats for sale to entice the fluffy white cat into hanging out in this space all week. Even without treats, she is content to sit on people's laps and rub against their ankles and let them bury their faces in her stomach. Healing.

✽ In the evening on the final day, after all the visitors leave, a large bonfire is set up in a non-flammable area between the courtyard and pool building and left to burn late into the night for those students who choose to remain on campus until around 8PM, when the festival culminates in a small fireworks show that lights up the sky overhead in reds and golds, while on the ground, sparklers are passed around for a quiet moment appreciating the beauty, and transience, of life.

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✽ Throughout the school year, merit points have occasionally been earned through interactions between students involving strong emotion, whether positive or negative. This month, characters may notice that this happens much more frequently, and the amount of merit points earned is also sometimes more than the typical one point. Please report threads of strong emotion below, as this will minorly affect December.
✽ On 11/23, Yogen sees its first snow of the year, a light dusting across campus that does not stick when the sun rises again the next morning, but it will snow on and off until the end of the month.
✽ This event log doubles as a TDM, with new characters experiencing the recurring feeling of drifting in (school life) and out (canon life) of sleep up until they "open their eyes," after which they will have full awareness and come to their senses.

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You're making such a serious face... ahaha, Hinata-kun, there's no need for that.

( because komaeda has seen the other frustrated too many times to think not, it just takes a few simple words, and it's over — though in that diary, it seems like he did have a change of heart along the way.

oh. )

...If you mean that, you'll right it in a diary, won't you? Just to keep up with everything that happens here.

( it's a weird change in subject, but probably better than what they were just talking about. )

[Hinata's nose scrunches up at that, because he's??? always making a serious face???? If he's not embarrassed, at least.

But the second part gives him pause, and unbidden, a shiver goes through him. Hinata can't quite tell what emotion this is, but he thinks he might be unnerved.]

...It's weird, you know. I've been thinking of doing that the last couple of months, but I'm never able to bring myself to start. [He laughs, but the nerves are audible.] Don't tell me you're psychic now, too.

If you were already thinkin of doing so, then it must have been a great idea from the start.

( he can tell he's nervous, and komaeda leans back in his chair as he taps the table to try and get his attention. it's odd how he's been thinking about it, does that mean... those feels still pass over to the now? perhaps he should press it just a little, but not to make it noticeable. )

You should start now! Hm, should we find you a book, and you can write next to me. I'll remind you every day, how about that?

[He wants to brush it off, say it's not a big deal.

But he can't do that. If he can lie to anybody, he definitely can't lie to Komaeda.]

I don't know if I'd call it a great idea or anything, but... [Hinata shrugs; even for something like this, he doesn't like giving himself too much credit.] I just want to have something to hold onto. In case I forget again. I don't want to lose everything all over again...

[He lets his eyes fall shut, thinks of Nene and Ishimaru. He can't do that to them again. He won't.]

...Anyway. You seem pretty excited about this. It seems like it'd be pretty relaxing, but... Aren't you always going to be bored, just sitting next to me?

...Even though you've forgotten, you seem to speak about my preferences of what makes me bored.

( komaeda does need a change of pace, seeing the same thing bores him, and that's why he's always on the move despite his health. he thinks about it, could he get bored next to hinata, and he looks up like he's giving it some thought. after everything they've been through, everything they've lost — komaeda can't even remember everything properly, and he thought that maybe hinata could hold onto those memories for him.

his smile is a bit sullen, expression downcast for a mere moment until he cheers back up, forcing those thoughts behind him. )

If you don't chase me away, and you pick different spots... I won't ever get bored with you.

( even though komaeda hates what he is at the moment, a talentless husk, it's still hard to ignore the fact that he's still the person that he...

...

... )

...Do you get bored of me, Hinata-kun?

[His heart kicks painfully in his chest. Nene. Ishimaru.

And Komaeda.]

...Maybe that's presumptuous. Most people would get bored with that, if there's nothing for them to do.

[But... Komaeda isn't most people, is he? Hinata learns that bit by bit every day.]

Something as simple as that, though... [His voice is soft as both of his hands rest on the table, fingers of one hand still fiddling with the page.] That's easy enough to do. I'd never do anything like chase you away when I always want to spend time with you.

[Above any of this stuff that's embarrassing or confusing, that's what Hinata always wants - what he's wanted since he woke up half-dead in the lodge. Maybe even since he woke up a lifetime ago on a beach.

Komaeda's question makes him frown deeply, though.]

Of course I don't get bored of you, though, what kind of question is that? When we're together... things are usually exciting. And even when they're not, you make me feel... [Hinata trails off, embarrassed. Honestly, saying this is almost worse than when Komaeda was suggesting kissing him. But he's never one to not speak his mind.] ...peaceful. At ease.

( does it hurt to hear something like hinata wouldn't do anything to chase him away? it's a reminder that gnaws at the back of his head, a "been there, and you did that", but he can't tell him about it, can he? the moment he woke up was his own misunderstanding, but it pushed away komaeda, and even that ring of his is lost — he tries not to think about it. words are so much softer when a person doesn't know the truth. )

If that's the case.

( a case he doesn't want to open knowing he'll find nothing inside, those empty promises, those days where he thought they could live side by side — bygones. if he learns anything else about komaeda, he'll snap, he won't want to see him anymore, and komaeda's tired of that outcome, but all too used to it. )

Do you think they'll come a time where I no longer make you feel that way, are you afraid that I'll hurt you?

( he doesn't allow the concern to linger in his voice, because he does his best to laugh it off after, seem unbothered — he shakes his head, trying not to show anything from those words. he wants them to come off as a test of hinata's resolve, and if he'll be able to stand by those words. is it unfair to do so? probably, but hinata works off his emotions, so whatever he chooses is how dependent on how he feels at the time.

though, it is sometimes nice to see someone fight for you.

...

he leans back, lifting a hand as he waves it. )

Just kidding! I hope you're true to your words, Hinata-kun!

Hey.

[His hand moves without a single thought involved, and in one second to the next, his fingers are gently wrapped around Komaeda's wrist.]

Don't just brush it off after saying something like that. If you're joking around... it's not funny, but I still...

[The words should probably be reproachful, but they aren't. Only gentle.]

I trust you, Komaeda. Even if sometimes the things you say now make me worried sometimes... I trust you. You've never given me a reason to think that.

...Hmm.

( he has believed one too many times, but doubting hinata has troubled him in the past since he still thinks about him, worries himself over him. if there was a world where he didn't exist then...

he thinks of that world momentarily, the one that he hates — the concept of it makes him sick to his stomach, but he allows the other to hold his arm like a gentle hold onto reality. )

Don't worry about me, Hinata-kun... I want you to take care of yourself, it seems recently, you're starting to forget that.

( and maybe that's why everything happens to him so drastically, why komaeda's always this close to losing him. )

Let me tell you a secret... lean down, I only want you to hear it.

I could say the same to you, you know. There's no way I can not worry about you.

[There's a plethora of reasons, really, to worry about Komaeda Nagito. But the incident with the gun, even months later, is never far from his mind.

But Hinata still huffs out a sigh, the action sprinkled with just a dash of tsun and dere, any "reluctance" as he leans down easy to read through. As if he wasn't planning to do precisely what was asked of him the second Komaeda said it.

There are limits, of course, to what Hinata will do - not just if Komaeda asks, but for anyone. But there are only a handful of people in this school that have as tight of a grip on his heart - and the others, at least, Hinata has a great deal more awareness about.]

This feels like it'd just make whatever it is more obvious, but... Go ahead. I'm listening.

It's between us.

( he smiles as he waits for hinata to come closer, and komaeda thinks of all the little secrets that he knows. some more than others, and he wonders what should he tell the other first? something exciting? something boring to keep him thinking? it has to be good because it's not like they get this chance every day.

his heart feels heavy.

when hinata is close enough, komaeda stands up from his seat, bending his leg so he can prop it up on the chair as he uses his prosthetic hand first, reaching out to cup hinata's cheek. it's brief, but he settles a kiss against the brunette's lips, closing his eyes as he to indulge in the kiss before leaning back. )

You're going to grow up as someone reliable, and many will look up to you.

( he laughs, waiting for the other to probably yell at him, because komaeda's cheeks might be a little red, but he is teasing hinata at the same time so it's not hard to forget that he's even embarrassed at all. )

[There are moments in your life, defining moments that clearly section off the before and after. Sometimes it's a thing that changes the course of your life on a macro scale, while for others it changes who you are as a person. Either way, you're never left feeling quite the same by the end of it.

When Hinata woke up today, he never imagined himself having his first kiss. He never imagined he'd be kissing a boy, and he definitely never imagined that he would be kissing the person that's the closest he has to being his best friend.

He doesn't know how to process the feeling of lips against his own, Komaeda's lips against his own, and he knows how to process the sharp aching in his chest even less. If his heart hurts, if he feels like he's going to cry - why does he want to hold Komaeda back? Why does he hope, uselessly, that it never ends?

It's - wrong, isn't it? To want this, for so many reasons... Hinata should be pushing him away - because they're both boys, because it's Komaeda, because there's probably something wrong with wanting to kiss your best friend. But instead, there's just an overwhelming feeling of relief. Like something inside him has been waiting for this for a long time.

Hinata wonders if maybe, just maybe, the Hinata who remembered wanted Komaeda to kiss him like this too.

The kiss is over in an eternity and an instant, too long and not nearly long enough. He finds himself leaning towards Komaeda as he pulls away, drawn in like his lips are magnetized. When he manages to breathe out, it shakes.

It takes Hinata a moment to catch up with what Komaeda says, piecing back together himself and what had been said Before The Kiss. He thinks... Before, he'd thought that perhaps the secret would be something related to the school, or maybe even something from back on Jabberwock Island. But instead, it's something else entirely, and Hinata doesn't know how to deal with that either.

He opens his mouth. Wonders, maybe, if he's going to yell at Komaeda for taking his first kiss with no warning whatsoever. He thinks that's something Hinata Hajime would probably do. But instead, his voice comes out quiet and trembling.]

How do you know that? [The words hang between them, fragile, uncertain. His heart is in Komaeda's palm, able to be crushed at a moment's notice if he so chooses. Even through that uncertainty, that fragility, there's a brightness there - hope.] How can you be so sure?

[Hinata's eyes are a window to his soul, hope mingling together with the unspoken words shared only between a journal and its owner. Something that should be lost between those pages, perhaps - but it seems that Hinata can never quite lose who he is, deep down, or what he feels.]

( it's with his prosthetic he lifts it first, using his thumb to brush along his bottom lip, to make sure there's nothing left over. saliva, the warmth of his lips, and whatever else komaeda can imagine. such gestures are like a storm, the loud thunder, the bright lightening of the sensation, it echoes in his ears, into the chambers of his heart, it's not a bad feeling with the way his hair stands up on the back of his neck like static. it tingles, it feels like a rhythm he can fall into over and over again, if this meant he had to go through those terrorizing storms of his life, then he can handle the storm that's placed before him here. ah, that's only a dream, though, not something he can follow up on, but the kiss was nice.

short, but nice. )

...

( his voice is the house, the shake that comes from the storm as the wind blows, and how he's taking shelter inside. hinata peeks out his window to see the beauty of the storm, questioning this, that and the third. where will the lightening strike, will it be right before his eyes leaving behind a glittering feeling? or well it strike him dead, unable to react, voice taken away, and crippled by the truth. )

Hm... How do I know?

( he leans back, looking up at the ceiling to draw an answer from the dust and little specs above, the lines that criss-cross together making up the pattern before him. coming to a conclusion, he slowly inhales trying to figure out how to put his thoughts together, draw them into the picture perfect photograph of his memory that hinata no longer has. he'll never see that look in his eyes again, it's more determined, but the one now is that of a child who's curious.

it's a shame that komaeda doesn't look like he's aged at all aside from his height, and he knows that hinata hasn't noticed, either. he can't draw the same conclusion as komaeda could, but that's because he's not offering him proper answers either for him to learn all on his own. )

Isn't that the type of person you want to be?

( he answers, it's almost like a trick, but he finds that hinata can only want to be so much, and an ideal like that doesn't sound so bad. )

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STTOPPPPPPPP i wont let hinata fail his class first we'll do latin

Latin uses the same letters as English he already failin

no one told him to be illiterate!??!?!

yes he just does it under his own power

kibou henata would appreciate what komaedas doing here

Kibou-hen Hinata appreciates everything Komaeda does

STOPP KIBOU HENATA DOESSS HE REALLY IS A KOMAEDA SIMP

sniper monkey

ok but the monkeys in the water

hmm... scuba monkey

lil dumpy

i'm in the water

not the water