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[trainwrecking]

[School papers in hand and Hinoti-Ri ID on his bedside table for personal reference, Otonashi clicks the feed open on his watch. Dark circles lining his eyes, ruffled hair and a more unkempt shirt tell the story of a boy who either stayed up all night or who consistently hasn't been sleeping as well as he should.

He glances back to the ID card, over the name listed on it. Without that piece of information, he wouldn't even be able to fill in the first name section.]

So, ahh... this school thing... What if you don't know where to start? [There he goes, ruffling his own hair again.] Ugh, that sounds weird.

Wh-what I mean is... if you don't remember where you left off in school, what can you do? Oi, I don't even remember my birthday... [Paperwork: everyone's nemesis, but doubly so for an amnesiac.]

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[3:00 A.M is an unreasonable hour to be wandering around outside of his apartment, but he's craving a drink—not tap water or coffee—and since sleeping is not happening, he might as well. Feel free to bump into him or yell at him to go to bed, but good luck with the latter.]

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[leadthebeats]

[ Sorry, Otonashi, but Yuri's not going to reply with an actual response. Instead, she'll just give him a blank stare, most certainly surprised.

Because what is knowing about timelines... ]

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[trainwrecking]

Uh... What is it, Yuri? [He's not doing anything weird right now! He isn't even imagining giant monsters and Miyazaki monsters. What gives?]

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[leadthebeats]

So you still don't remember.

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[trainwrecking]

No... not really. I've, uh... only had flashes. [He sounds troubled by this ordeal, as usual.]

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[halberdaxe]

[Ugh seriously? School? Look at this slightly disgusted, bored face.]

Then don't go to school.

[That's what Noda's doing!!!! unless something happens and he is forced to go]

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[trainwrecking]

You're not helping! [He glares back into the feed. THESE TWO, can they ever not fight for more than five minutes?]

Just because you can't stand learning doesn't mean we all can't.

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[halberdaxe]

If you're going to sit around and complain like a wuss, then don't go. Simple as that.

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[aurathread]

I don't know my birthday or where I left off in school either. I'm not going to school, though.

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[trainwrecking]

You too, huh..? Um... how long has it gone on for you? Memory has to come back sometime, right..?

[aurathread]

I've been here two months, and I think it was about six months before that when I lost my memories.

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[eyewillprotect]

Otonashi... You don't look so good. Have you been getting enough rest?

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[trainwrecking]

A-ahh... Yeah, I've been trying!

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[eyewillprotect]

...Trying?

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[bondsofsuffering]

...You can't remember your birthday? What are you, an amnesiac?

[That, or some kind of complicated family situation.]

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[trainwrecking]

... Yes. All I can remember... about myself is my family name.

[He still remembers the afterlife clearly. Does that win him any points? A gold star for trying, maybe?]

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[bondsofsuffering]

And I'm guessing you don't remember how you came to be an amnesiac, either?

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[componere]

Why not start from the ground up? I'm sure you'd look charming in a preschool uniform.

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[trainwrecking]

Eh?! That's— no, I'm not going to do that! I'm not a toddler..!

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[componere]

It's just a suggestion! Don't you want to know that all of your bases covered? I also know of a few seamstresses if it's the uniform you're worried about. Trust me, you'll fit right in.

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[demifemme]

Have you thought about taking the entrance exams at the free school?

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[trainwrecking]

Does it have an entrance exam?

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[demifemme]

"Yeah, so they know what years to put you in. I'm a mix of second and third year."

[frequent_flyer]

[During his late night wandering, Otonashi might notice the sound of soft whimpering coming from Hinata's apartment. A little light was coming from under the door, probably given off by a small lamp, so he was awake...]

[If the redhead chose to get closer to the door, the whimpers would start to sound more like muffled crying.]

[Was he alright..?]

[trainwrecking]

[Guess who has no shortage of wuss texts and a raging caffeine addiction biting him in the butt? This guy. Normally, he wouldn't even think of disturbing someone at this ungodly hour, but it sounds like Hinata is... crying?

Is he hearing that right? He knocks gently on the apartment's front door, looking around nervously. Hopefully it's quiet enough to be heard, but not disturbing to adjacent residents.]

Hinata?

[frequent_flyer]

[The knock results in an audible gasp and hurried shuffling, a chair getting knocked over, Hinata yelping as he trips over it... Eventually the door flies open, the blunette discreetly trying to palm the tissues he'd been using to clean the tears from his face.]

O-Otonashi-kun..! [He's trying to act smooth but... no. After a moment, he realizes that it's the middle of the night and what are you doing knocking on my door at this hour.] Is... something wrong?

[If Otonashi cared to look over Hinata's shoulder, he'd see a knocked over computer chair cocooned in blankets, and a computer screen glowing on the far side of the small apartment, the visual novel on screen reading: I'm sorry, Ryohei-san. The disease took Kimiko last night. She's gone. Oh. Is that all? Hinata pls.]