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[ Hinata himself wraps an arm around Komaeda, his outline shining a bright gold, hair turning a pale, snow white as he closes his eyes, mulling the thought over in his head. ]

I don't know. [ He admits with a light chuckle. ] But even if I don't know, I can still give an answer, can't I?

[ A rhetorical question, as he keeps on speaking. ]

Of course, my answer might be different than his. Our lives... they're ours. To live them out to the fullest. Being happy, being sad, they're all a part of our lives. The good and the bad. Our mistakes, our mishaps. Things we did right and the things we did wrong. But we can't change that.

But even if we can't. Even if we've made a million mistakes and you think they're unredeemable. Not one single life is insignificant, nor is anyone trash.

Everyone's lives are equal, after all.

[ Hinata pulls a little away from Komaeda so he can place a hand on his cheek, lips curving into a wistful smile. ]

That means you too, Nagito. You already know that, don't you? That your life isn't trash. There's meaning to it. At least, to me. Nanami, too. Even Sonia, and Kirigiri -- and all your friends. Right?

[He leans into the hand on his face with a soft sigh. Komaeda closes his hand over Hinata's and smiles. It's the kind of answer he expected out of him. It's something they both needed to hear. He reaches into his shirt and tugs on the leather cord around his neck. His new crystal has white inclusions in it, marking the stars of the Dragon Constellation. The gold crystal itself is a dragon roaring to the heavens.]

Yes, I do know that these days. I'm not the...boy in my memories. Who thought extreme actions had to be taken when he was refused something he wanted. [He shuts his eyes for a moment. He can picture that cold night, when his breath fogged as he starred upwards. The first time anyone had tried to approach telling him the opposite of what he believed in a way that reached the obsessed mind.]

Master's answer was more...artistic? It's difficult to find words for it right now!

[He opens his eyes.] The universe. Even if each of our lives, individually is small, we're all part of the universe. If we understand this, we can feel it within us, and make that feeling burn...life can shine. Anyone's.

The most common example is 'stardust'. But...when you look at the stars you can't really call them dust, either can you? It was the first time back then, I saw beauty, in all of life. Even possibly, my own.

My hopes, my dreams...were a flickering candle's flame but he made me think of people...just as the way this world works...as a group of lights in the vastness of the night. [He reaches out and cups Hinata's face in his eyes, lowering his lashes as he adds.] Though, I'm particular to certain stars that shine close to me.

[It's lame, but he's hitting on his own boyfriend none the less. He missed him.]

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Well, sorry if I'm not as artistic as he is.

[ It's just a little tongue in cheek, even if he tries his best to sound bitter about it. Besides, there are more important matters to discuss to begin with. ]

I guess you can also say each person is their own "universe", if we're going in that direction. Everyone is a center of it all and the people surround them, like stars or planets. It's a different interpretation, but it's still one that makes sense.

Because the people who are a part of your universe -- they can be close to you or far away, depending on the person.

[ He laughs a little at that last comment. ] But I'm getting a little philosophical, aren't I? It doesn't change the essential meaning behind it all.

Yet... I can't help but think sometimes. Based on what you said. If there's someone who doesn't understand that simple fact. They're just an unlit candle, aren't they? An existence that wants to shine, but can't, no matter how hard they tried. Because a candle is simply that: a candle. It can't burn on its own; it needs something to light it up.

Anyway. Was that what you really wanted to talk to me about Nagito? I mean... I know you came here for me, but I pretty much said what I needed to say.

I believe he meant all of humanity as the universe. [He sobers. No that's not what he needed to ask at all and it's written on his face. Komaeda meets Hinata's eyes as he speaks low. This isn't a pleasant topic.]

Kuzuryuu's sister and the other girl that were murdered, they weren't part of the main course. Were they?

[He wants to be playful but, his memories stirred up a bunch of questions and answers he's not sure he ever wanted.]

... Ah.

[ His eyes widen ever so slightly before narrowing, Hinata's gaze shifting away. ]

No. The reason why the murders were thrown under the rug was because they were reserve course students. They were in my class.

They weren't just thrown under the rug. They acted like they never happened. In the main course we had practical exams to make sure they weren't wasting time on a ''minor' talent. Which is short for if you don't impress the media, we don't want you.

[His emotions swirl in his mind and anger finally runs to the head of the pack. Curls of red flame form scales in the air but he holds his hand up, holding the flames in his hands. He turns it and twists it to hold the energy contained in a safe manner. Then stops. Could...he?

Komaeda twists the energy and forms a night sky, and stars fall into as he speaks.] I asked them to be postponed. My class was too dispondent and I didn't think they would do their best. It was rejected, due to media attention and my teacher being used to the system. I took matters into my own hands.

The results...They suspended me, indefinitely. Three students were expelled. There was a school building that needed rebuilt and our teacher was being transferred to the Reserve Course. They didn't want to get rid of me because my talent was so powerful it got exactly what I wanted. Back then I thought I could control my luck. I thought if I pushed the events into place, or had a concrete plan...I could force it to my will. It's not true. It has never been true that I had any control over it at all.

Are you familiar with the old saying, 'When a butterfly flaps its wings, a storm happens somewhere?'

[ BRNG BRNG, HINATA. IT'S A MIND CALL FROM RED. ANSWER. ]

Hinata, hey, what's up! Have you got a minute?

[ NO ]

Only a minute, so you better make it quick. [ He's trying to be funny, please don't take him seriously... ]

[ Oh! ]

Sure! I was wondering if you could show me how to make those onigiri you brought to the dinner! [ Uhh, oh dear, don't mind the pinch of embarrassment coming through. ] I kinda left it too late... if you don't have time tonight, it doesn't matter! I was gonna ask yesterday but I forgot!

[ Guess who took it seriously..... ]

I... see.

[ He didn't know that, but then again, by that point, he already had made his decision to become hope. His gaze narrows and he can practically feel himself generating shadows; small ones, but there nevertheless. The smell of copper filling the air as if someone died, dark clouds beginning to form but Hinata soon waves it off. ]

So these practical exams: were they exams to showcase your talent? [ He's asking because he's skeptical. How does that even work with some of those talents? ] And... no, I don't.

It's more commonly referred to as 'Chaos theory' or the 'butterfly effect'. Small actions can have large causes in other places. I believe...that's why here I have no oblivious luck cycling in this world. There have been a series of events laying across each other but, nothing on the scale of home. Here that energy naturally takes shape as storms and dragons.

But, that's getting off track. Yes, they had us showcase our talents before judges. And the media. They told us if we did poorly...we would be transferred to the reserve course. With my mind healed, I can go back over everything with the eye of what I've learned here. So far, after I...got sick. I've seen a lot add to why that school should have set fire to and blackened from all records.

[The last part is said with a bit of bitter anger. As a diplomatic figure in the city he can't even stomach the ideas of the Hope's Peak board of Directors.]

I don't think Enoshima had to even try to break that school. It was already a festering wound!

[Komaeda looks away with an angry hiss and finally says.] ...I came here to be with you but, I also...once those surfaced wanted to discuss this with you. It felt too important to leave alone.

[ Did he actually take me seriously. . . ]

I can show you the basics tonight if you want to come over, but nothing too complex.

Great! Let me know the time and place, and I'll be there! I can bring the ingredients too. What do we need?

[ give him a list he's ready for a list (where did he put the paper and pen--) ]

If you're free tonight we can do it in about an hour. I already have the ingredients here if I'm teaching you, though. Since I've been teaching Nanami and Sonia already.

Are you sure? I don't want to use up your own supply.

It's fine because I'm going to be eating it anyway...

Alright, that's fair. [ Eat his onigiri too!!! ...if you know what we mean. ] Tell me your address and I'll be over in an hour.

Alright.

[ And he'll give his address indeed! He's living on his own (for now) ayway. ]

[ AND SO, SOMETIME LATER...

There comes the sound of a doorbell, or knocking if there exists no doorbell, around the time that Hinata asked for Red to come. He's without his hat today, but with a packet in hand, which- ]

Hey, Hinata! This is for you! [ Once Hinata opens the door, Red will hold them out for him to take, the snack inside visible through the clear packaging top. ]

Oh! You brought macarons?

[ Hinata will definitely take them; be glad there is a doorbell, even though if Red will notice how plain his room is - although the Monokumas are nowhere to be found. ]

Anyway, feel free to come in.

Yeah, they're popular at the cake shop I go to! [ And if Hinata's helping him out, he deserves more than the onigiris they're going to be making.

The room isn't plain by Red's standards (observe, his bedroom back home), but as he comes in, he does look around it with some appreciation for how...not Verens it looks. ]

Wow, it's nice in here! Did you redecorate everything when you moved in?

It's more or less something that I ended up crafting due to my emotions. Since it looks like the room I had at the island...

You redecorated... with your emotions? [ ... Huh. ] Why that room?

Well, it wasn't on purpose. But I suppose it's because it was because it was something familiar to me.

[

weeeeiiird. It garners one last look around the place from Red, but. Well, if Hinata was happy with it. Right? And something else takes his attention when he looks back at the guy. ]

You said the island. What island was that?

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