text; un: hinatahajime

[hopefragment]

hi

i'm hajime hinata. from japan, earth. probably the most significant thing about it is a really prominent high school called hope's peak, known worldwide for cultivating talent, so if you've heard of it, that's something we have in common at least.

that's really not why i'm trying out this posting thing, though. i mean, you've all been thinking about it, right? what we're supposed to do now? nobody's in charge here. there aren't any objectives to clear. there aren't even any rules.

do we just... live here? is that supposed to be enough? are we supposed to solve the mystery of what happened on this station before we can go home, like some kind of stupid murder-mystery dinner?

i guess what i'm trying to get at is... yeah, what i said before. what do we do now? i've had enough of weird processed food and pulling open the walls in search of voices to get nothing but wires and stuff i don't understand.

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[wingstosee]

haha. maybe.
i've met a couple of smart people at least!
and a couple of. space people? i don't really know how else to put that.
people who have experience with spaceships.

also
i really hope you don't take this the wrong way?
because it seems like you think a lot of this place
but... i kind of hate it?
like. just the idea of it.

[hopefragment]

[?? ?? Not liking Hope's Peak?? That sounds fake.

Hajime sits back and doesn't answer immediately, honestly a little confused and waiting for another text to come through and explain. When one doesn't come, he can't help but ask,]

why?

[wingstosee]

it's a place all the good kids get to go to.
the ones who don't even have to study in class. you know?
some of the kids try as hard as they can.
they study, and they work with tutors, and they pour everything they have into it.
and then none of it matters, because some kid who's never studied a day in his life just knows.

does that not make you upset?
does it not make you upset that you can try and try until there's nothing left, and nobody will care next to someone who's never tried a day in their life?

[hopefragment]

of course it makes me mad. it pisses me off that normal people get treated like crap, that normal people aren't good enough. that someone can try their best and admire the academy, that someone can give everything they have to try to be a part of it and just get shut out. that normal people's lives don't matter compared to people with talent. that security didn't have time to investigate my friend's death just because she wasn't talented.

of course it makes me mad. but i can't do anything about it. not on this space station, anyway. by being here, i might have already lost my chance

[wingstosee]

haha. see?
there's a lot to be mad about.
i'm glad you're not taking it sitting down :)

[ she types it out and sends it before the first part of that clicks. their friend's death. god. she frowns, adding on more- ]

sorry.
i didn't see the part about your friend.
that's... really awful.
like, beyond awful.

fuck those guys.

[ okay it MAY have taken her a few seconds to actually type "fuck" out. sorry. she's new to this whole devil thing. ]

[hopefragment]

it's fine.

[It's. Not fine. It's really not fine at all, but he has to pretend.]

that's just... how it is. that's why the academy is so important, you see? if you're not talented, there are people who think your life is worthless. that all you're good for is supporting the people who DO have talent, but never getting to stand beside them.

if i had a talent, maybe things would have been different.

[wingstosee]

i don't think that makes the academy important?
i think that makes getting rid of it important, if anything.

maybe your talent is not being part of such a crappy system.

[hopefragment]

no, that's wrong. the academy is really important.

you don't have anything like it, so i guess i can't expect you to understand. sorry.

holy shit i'm sorry

[wingstosee]

i guess... maybe i don't?
we're probably not from the same places. that's true.
but...
i don't think i'd change my mind, even if i did.

i am the devil, after all.

so it only makes sense, right?
i want to tear down the things that are holding us back.
all of us. every last one.
i want to undo the division of day and night,
and i want the heavens and the earth to be one.

if god couldn't stop me from tearing out my chains, how could something as small as a building?

i'm laughin i love her

[hopefragment]

[Oh... she's a chuunibyou...

He really doesn't know what to say.]

uhhh... right

that would give you a pretty different perspective on things, i guess

i'm so glad, i can't wait for them to meet

[wingstosee]

really?
i don't think it's that weird...
but i guess??

and...
if you really like the place, i won't stop you.
but it seems like you sort of don't?
and i just hate thinking about that. :(

SAME

[hopefragment]

i think... i'm just angry that i can't be a part of it. there are some really incredible people that i wish i could stand side-by-side with. tell them that i can do this amazing thing, too.

that's all

[wingstosee]

i'd be angry too.
i kind of am already.
and i think...
if these people aren't angry about it, maybe they're not as amazing as they think.

but i guess that's for another time! haha.
i'm sure you're a lot cooler than you think.
i've liked talking to you, at least.

[hopefragment]

yeah. maybe another time.

[Maybe never, is what he doesn't say, but it's absolutely what he's thinking. But also huh. He never thought anyone would like talking to him, really?]

thanks. i liked talking to you, too. we'll have to do it again some time.

[wingstosee]

yeah. for sure.

see you around :)

[ this is where she'd hang up, if this was a phone conversation. whoops. ]