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[ Should've crushed his windpipe when she had the chance. ]

Stop that! Let go! My hope is for you to get off me, you creep!!

[ and with each word, she kicks at him, trying to shake his grip off her ankle and you know what? she doesn't care, she will step on his face and break his nose, what a waste of blood. ]

Huh?! Creep?

( there's a misunderstanding, he's offended because how is he a creepy, even though he was displaying creep behavior. it seems they both share the same sentiment if trying to understand what's going on. listen, she's kicking enough that he'll let go — he's sick, what's the worst he can do? )

That sort of hope is a little disappointing.

( ... )

Just like me...

Yeah. You're disappointing.

[ Ugh!!! She steps away from Komaeda and towards the sink so she can wash off her hands and ankle, sticking her hand under the soap dispenser and

gets glitter bombed.

...

She whips around to smush a glob of glitter soap into Komaeda's hair, this needs to be fixed too, someday. ]

You can call me anything, but your insults are as unique as your art...

( take that as you will. he's mostly saying that at her, and not directly to her so she doesn't have to answer.

now when she attacks him with the glob, he glances up at her as if staying right through her. it's only for a moment before he laughs it off, raising his hand to touch where she decided to wipe off the soap. with it getting over his fingers, he slowly stands up properly, and reaching out to pinch her nose — so that he can rub it on her face — he nods his head afterwards. )

Maybe I should join the art club, this really is a stress reliever!

( :) )

[ BWAHH—

she makes the mistake of opening her mouth to splutter and breathe with her nose pinched and absolutely gets some bitter glitter soap in her mouth. Which she

spits back out at Komaeda's face ]

( why is she spitting on him, hello!!! i mean, it's well deserved, but why is she letting this happen to her in the girl's bathroom. i'm sobbing. )

Kudo-san...

( he's raising a hand to wipe away the saliva on his face, and he pulls it away to look at the mixture of her spit and glitter that coats his fingers. lucky for her, he's walking away so that he can look for paper towels to wipe his fingers clean before throwing it away afterwards. )

You can do better than that, I'm starting to doubt your hope... ( he sighs. ) Spitting is so low tier...

[ There is soap in her mouth and a punk in her way, the obvious thing to do is spit. Which she does again, at his feet until he moves and then into the skin because bleeeehh ]

You started it. What are you even talking about? Me punching you has nothing to do with hope. Hope's unattainable, something just out of reach and that keeps you going.

( ... )

...

( and then... )

...Anyway. ( yeah, he just ignored her. sighs, they never understand! ) If you come here at this time tomorrow, we can see if your punches are better.

( yeah, because he's decided. ) It wasn't like the first time we met, it was way too forced...

The very first time we met?

[ she leaves the faucet running, her hands half out of the basin and dripping all over the floor as she turns and stares at him. ]

You remember way back then?

( he was talking about in the art room, but the fact that she brings up their meeting dates back before that is a little... worrisome. there's a problem about it, though, he's unable to actually comment and instead, he looks at her with a sullen expression as if he remembers without explaining. )

...

( is he trying to see if she'll spill the beans herself? or is he concerned that his friendship with her actually has a starting point... )

[ ...
...
...ughghghghhgh don't look at her like that ]

I'm sorry. I'd rather you forget about it. Wipe it from your mind, or I'll knock it out of you.

Which part?

( yeah, he's judging... he doesn't even know what he's judging, but it might be worth it if she's going to knock him out about it. )

...You aren't the shy type, so I'll be keeping it in mind.

The part where you and I... you know...

[ He's doing it on purpose, pretending he doesn't remember, she's sure of it, and she haaaaaaaaaattes being baited by the likes of him. ]

I said never mind! Just forget about it! I'm not saying it!

[ Making good on her promise, she socks him in the stomach, because that's where memories are stored. ]

The part where you and I... were in the back and we...

( STOP they were getting somewhere, and komaeda was just adding words on top of it to make it seem like he was onto something!

sadly, when she goes to punch him in the stomach, he does lean forward, a hand on her shoulder so that he doesn't fall to the ground. it's enough to make him smile, his interest still there, and maybe he's a little proud of that one. his other hand reaches to touch his stomach and... )

...There's the Kudo-san I remember! ( he's trying to get this breath back, but also he's wrapping his arms around her like some annoying pest. i'm crying. ) If remembering me like that gives you such hopeful punches... I don't mind it at all.

[ WHY IS SHE BEING HELD!!! NO!!!!! She splutters in surprise, face red and trying to get her arms free so she can clap her hands over his nose and mouth and maybe suffocate him to death, he doesn't deserve to die the quick death of broken ribs puncturing his heart or lungs, it should be long and painful. ]

Doesn't matter what I remember about you because you never change! I punch you 'cause you're you!

What do you mean I never change, Kudo-san! I thought you liked me this way...

( whatever that entails since she's so used to just hitting him and trying to put him out his misery. it's when her hands cover his mouth that he stares at her, his eyes slightly sullen — or are they really — as he chuckles into the palm of her hand. parting his mouth, he drags the flat of his tongue along her hand wondering if that'll make her remove them. sure, it's a familiar situation to have his breathing cut off, but even so, he's pretty sick so she should think about this! )

I do, but— UGH! Gross!

[ Her hands sure do fly away from his mouth, only to return and wipe her palms off on his cheeks, this is so gross, why would you do that, ewwww ]

( is komaeda learning the hidden lore that chiaki likes to put up with him too? well, this is one way to go about it, and as soon as she seems to be grossed out completely by him — he lets go. he's only done this to two people so far, ouma first, and then her second! please take it with stride, only those special get to have that happen to them. )

It's always fun with you.

( he calls it fun when he's been kicked, punched, and then had his own slob wiped on his face. )

Our bond is stronger than before, thank you. I didn't scare you too much did I?

I'm not scared of you.

[ She gives him another punch for good measure, driving her knuckles into his ribs so she doesn't have to put her full strength into it but Komaeda will still feel it. ]

And don't do stuff like this just 'cause it's fun for you! Think of me a little too! It's not cathartic if it's all the time— then it just becomes suuuuuuuper annoying!

( fine, she wins, or he wins — he's pretty satisfied with how things panned out. from the hit too, which takes his breath away from a moment, and his hand resting along the area next. his response is delayed from this, a little excited as his laugh comes out slow. )

...

( komaeda doesn't think of anyone, thank you very much. )

I did what I need... You enjoyed putting your hands all over me — ( through the means of punching, but that's not too bad. what it means is that her attempts are better than before, now she constantly strikes at him every chance she gets. ) It must be fun for you too...

Ugh, next time I'm putting my foot up your ass instead!

[ She wouldn't say it's fun, but... definitely cathartic. Like with Hyde except Hyde bites back, while Komaeda will eventually calm down on his own.

All she wanted to do was pee. ]

Are we done?

Hahah... I'd love to see that from you, such determination to cause me pain! ...It's nice to learn the type of girl you are.

( a sadist. yes, hyde bites back where komaeda either instigates for more or calms down from his high, and it's actually a shock that chiaki is a drug for him. smh. )

Should we walk out at the same time so we're caught together? If not, we are.

( :) )

No.

[ She's going to whip around and punch him so hard in the solar plexus he can't move for the two seconds it takes for her to ditch him in the bathroom and go back to class. ]

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