8 Years and 243 Days

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Nothing in life matters. All humans are placed into existence out of their control and the concept of free will is unknown to us. Life is nothing but a walking shadow -- a poor actor-- who goes through all emotions on the stage and then bows out, as he fades into obscurity. It is nothing but a story of futility and rage told by an idiot. Signifying nothing.

The fact that my white school shirts have turned pink is proof of this.

I don't say this often, but I made a mistake. I never put my school clothes with my regular clothes but it seems that I made a careless error when a red shirt was found buried under the white shirts and now I only have one shirt that I can wear to school. If there is a god, then it seems that I have gotten on its bad side.

The remaining shirt was a little smaller in size as, just like any teenager during puberty, my height has grown. It feels a little uncomfortable, but imagining the eternal torment I would get from Horikita and Ryuuen for wearing a pink shirt to school was enough to ruin my day.

I walked to school and then the auditorium in this moody and brooding state.

"The final 2 videos of the sports festival, lets begin."

The only events after the race with Manabu were my meeting with Sakayanagi, but since the voice has said that there are 2 videos might mean that it isn't in chronological order. However, it could be in chronological order but just from a different person's point of view.

If I continue with the point of view theory then Horikita or Ryuuen would be the most likely candidates with their situation at the end of the festival. Now, if we continue with this then we have to weigh which video would come first. While these 2 are separate occurrences, the message I sent to Ryuuen linked them, and if it follows the other pattern of videos with a smaller event leading to a bigger one then the video of Horikita or Ryuuen would come first.

"2 more? I thought this thing was done," Ike whined.

"Ayanokouji, wasn't there a girl who confessed to you? All of these are about you so it's probably that," Sudo said confidently, and I admit that what he said was quite logical.

"You got confessed to? I thought it was just Sato," Kei eyed me curiously.

"It wasn't a confession," I said bluntly.

"You probably aren't lying, but I feel like something big is coming," Kei said after some thinking.

"That's the fun of this, isn't it?"

"I guess so, but the suspense is killing me," Kei pouted.

"If the suspense is good then the build-up might satisfy you. Be patient," I told her.

"Whatever you say, Sensei," Kei grumbled.

"So, you didn't run away, Suzune. You came," said Ryuuen.

"If I had run away, I truly would've been hopeless. I'm going to face my problems," I told him.

So it seems that my theory was right.

"What's this about?" Sato asked.

Kushida looked somewhat uneasy remembering the things she did. She may have committed herself to helping the class, but it is a lot easier said than done. They won't accept her no matter what, if the way she was exposed was different then there may be a possibility, but with the way she threatened me, there's no hope for her to be trusted again.

At best, she would be seen as an untrustworthy classmate.

"I had sustained an injury and Ryuuen had asked me for a favour, the favour was rather... humiliating," Horikita said cautiously as to save some face, but it would matter in the future since she would be humiliated.

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