Komahina!!!! I swear, I always have this image of Komaeda following Hajime around and Hajime pretends he’s annoyed, but he actually doesn’t mind Komaeda’s presence. ~ Mod Narii
Imagine Komaeda and Hajime are stuck together for a small presentation of a play they had to write themselves. Hajime, being the serious student he is, tried to make Komaeda work as consistently as possible. Of course, Komaeda would often daydream and ramble about other things most of the time; you can guess from then on that things haven’t been very productive on his side.
The day before the presentation, Hajime checked up on Komaeda, asking him if he had finished writing and learning his part.
Ah, that! Nope! Komaeda replied with a hearty laugh.
Hajime only stared at him for a long while, trying to remain calm. Are you serious?
Hajime, don’t make that face! Hope always preva-
I’m not letting you sleep until you finish writing and learning the whole presentation. Hajime grabbed a tight hold of Komaeda’s hand and dragged him to the library.
Despite Komaeda’s obvious nonchalant attitude, Hajime typed desperately on the computer and tried to convince Komaeda to remember his text as he wrote it. After accumulating about half of the part Komaeda was supposed to have learned, a power outage occurred, leaving the both of them in the dark, literally.
Hajime hadn’t saved any of the work.
Oh. My. God. ARE YOU FREAKING SERIOUS?!
Hey hey, Hajime. Don’t worry! This is probably my bad luck working. But there’s usually good luck coming after, so it’ll be all g-
No, Nagito. This wouldn’t have happened if you would’ve just done your work when I told you to!
Hajime hit his head comically against the desk, lying face down in exasperation. Komaeda chuckled slightly and patted his hair, repeating that his luck would mend things soon enough, something Hajime didn’t particularly believe in.
The dreaded presentation day had arrived, and Hajime was nervous, oh so nervous. He had learned his part by heart and had rehearsed so many times. He wasn’t worried about himself, he was worried about Komaeda. He had abandoned writing something for Komaeda, coming to the conclusion that it was Komaeda’s fault for not being more serious.
How could you abandon me so, my love?! I have braved countless mountains, fields and seas, only to see a hint of happiness on your lips. Hajime proclaimed, diving into his character. He internally hoped, prayed, wished Komaeda had somehow miraculously written and learned something.
Ah, but abandonment and hardships are necessary to raise hope in the hearts of all! If you had not suffered as so, how could you have savoured our reunion? I thought you would have understood by now. Hope awaits at the end of the tunnel, no matter the pain and misfortune on your path!
Hajime couldn’t help but be extremely impressed. Komaeda had learned so much in so little time! As they enacted their play, stars twinkled in the teacher’s eyes. Needless to say, they passed the presentation with flying colors.
As the bell rung, Hajime walked up to Komaeda, a big smile stuck on his face. Nagito, those were some seriously good lines out there. How did you manage to write and learn all that in such short time?
Komaeda stared at him with a sly smile. Learn what?
Hajime’s traits twisted to an expression of surprise. Well, you know… The lines you spoke out today?
Oh, I was improvising!
Hajime could feel a crooked, exasperated smile forming on his lips. He sighed and stared away, scratching the back of his head. I guess they don’t call you the Ultimate Lucky Student for nothing.
Remember, Hajime! Hope!