It takes less than half a second for someone to make up their mind about you.

We judge people without so much as a second thought.

With the very first "hello." Someone already knows whether they want anything to do with you or not.

No matter who you are or where you are, people will always have certain expectations of you.

I guess it's true, first impressions are everything.

Shit. I overslept again.

I've been having a harder time waking up in the morning lately. Must be because I stay up so late.

Yeah, that must be it.

Dammit Komachi! Why didn't you wake me up!

I hurriedly pedaled my bike down the school path.

The cold morning air smacking my face.

I don't even know why I'm hurrying, not like it would matter. I should've just stayed home.

But before I can even think about going back, the building known as Sobu High came into view.

Well, I'm here already. Might as well go in.

The moment I slid the classroom door open everyone's attention turned to me.

I took a quick glance at the room filled with my so called 'classmates' before landing on my teacher.

She gave me an annoyed look before sighing and landing her hands on her hips.

I guess she wants to hear my excuse.

"Overslept." I plainly say.

"After school. Teacher's lounge."

Damn.

With a scowl, I moved to take my seat.

Damn you Hiratsuka-sensei! Can't you just let it slide?

The teacher's lounge. A safe-haven for teachers to yell at their students and give so-called life advice.

What a joke.

"So Hikigaya, it seems as though we have a problem in our hands." Sensei sat in her desk chair as I stood a few feet away.

"Do we? I was only a little late."

"This is your fifth time being 'a little late.'"

Honestly, I didn't even think she noticed.

"It won't happen again." I tell her without even making eye contact.

She lets out a sigh as she rubs her eyes.

"Listen Hikigaya…if there is something happening…I'm not just your teacher, I can listen if your troubles."

How nice it must be to say something so lame with such a straight face.

I wonder if teachers get extra compensation if they say such things to their students. As if they'd actually care.

In my experience, they never did.

"What are you saying Sensei? Everything is peachy." I give her a grin.

She glares back.

What? Did it look weird or something?

Komachi had told me my smile can be irritating at times.

"Alright, Hikigaya. I tried to play the caring-older-sister role, but now you've left me no choice." She crosses her arms and leans back in her desk chair.

"Don't you mean caring-mother?"

Like a flash of lightning. Before I knew what was happening, I noticed sensei was standing up in front of me, her fist almost grazing my cheek.

Holy shit?! What is she?! Is she really a teacher?!

"As if I'm old enough to be a mother."

What?

"uhh…"

She lets out another sigh before she backs off, once again crossing her arms.

"At this rate, any more problems and you'll be expelled, Hikigaya. That means you can't be tardy or get into any sort of trouble."

"I see…" Honestly, this was the only reply I could think of. "I'll make sure not to be tardy again or get into any sort of trouble."

"You don't seem to understand, Hikigaya. You're already in deep water. As your teacher, as a mentor, I can't turn a blind-eye on this."

Sure, you can.

"If this is about guilt, then you don't have to worry. I'll be going now."

"Don't you move, Hikigaya!"

Damn. Just as I was about to leave.

"Do you want to know how it feels to get hit by one of my deadly punches? Huuh?!"

Your license. I'd like to see you teaching license right now!

"I…don't."

"Good. Now let's go."

Taking me by the arm, we head out of the teacher's lounge.

"W-wait a minute! Let go!"

"Quit your whining. I'm trying to save your sorry ass."

What the hell is with this woman?! I couldn't escape her grip it was like a goddamn vice!

And so here we stood, in front of a door to a random classroom, somewhere in the old school building.

"What are we doing here?"

"You'll see."

She slides the door open. "Yukinoshita! You in here?" She excitedly yells as she walks in.

"Why are you yelling, Hiratsuka-sensei? And didn't I tell you to knock before you enter." I hear a voice say from within, I can't see the owner as I stay standing in the hall outside the room.

"Right, must have slipped my mind."

I hear the person, whom I assume is female by the pitch of her voice, let out a sigh. "So, what do you want?"

"I have a present for you." I can see sensei clap her hands as she turns towards me. "Come on in."

"I'd rather not."

She shoots me a death glare.

Shit.

I hesitantly make my way into the room.

Slowly walking in, I take the opportunity to look around. Nothing special, seems like this room might have been used for storage at some point as there are some desks stacked up in the back. But there, next to the window, sat the owner of the voice I had been hearing.

Some dark-haired girl, sitting ever so elegantly. Her hands laid on top of a book that rested on her lap.

"ta-dah." Sensei says behind a stupid looking grin.

I don't say anything as I stand fairly far from sensei and close to the door. Just in case.

"Don't need it." The girl shoots back.

She didn't even look at me. At least, I don't think she did.

"Well, that settles it. See you tomorrow, Sensei." I say as I turn on my heel ready to leave.

"Stop right there, Hikigaya! Yukinoshita, what kind of club president are you?!"

I freeze in my tracks but I stay facing the door.

I hear the girl sigh again. "Hello, there. My name is Yukinoshita Yukino, president of the Service Club."

"That's better. Your turn, Hikigaya."

Yukinoshita Yukino.

I knew that name. Everyone did. Number one in our school, in both academics and beauty. Or so I've heard.

I turn back around to get a better look at the famous school idol.

I only take a quick look before I give my reply. "Name's Hikigaya Hachiman. Class 2-F. I like to play video games. My favorite drink is Max Coffee. I hate tomatoes. And I like big-breasted women. Nice to meet you." I finish with a bow. "That good enough?" I turn to Sensei.

I can see her slap her forehead and shake her head in disgust.

"I see. You're that Hikigaya-kun." Yukinoshita spits out from the other side of the room.

That's right. I'm that Hikigaya-kun. Our schools so called "number one delinquent". Ridiculous, really, but that's neither here nor there.

"Can I go home now, Sensei?" I say, in an obviously annoyed tone.

"Are you an idiot?" She looks back at me, now angry. "Yukinoshita, this is your new clubmate."

"WHAT?!" We both spit out in unison. I look at her, just as we make eye contact she snaps her attention back to Sensei.

"I told you. I don't need it."

"Not your decision."

"I'm the president."

"Yukinoshita, you don't have a say in the matter."

"That's preposterous!" Yukinoshita quickly stands up, making her chair screech as it gets pushed back.

"I agree with the talking mop."

For that comment, she gives me a glare.

Two can play this game.

Sensei lets out a heavy sigh. "knock it off you two. Both of you don't have any say in this matter." Sensei looks over to Yukinoshita. "You haven't done a single request since you formed this club, so what better way to start than by helping this boy. He seriously needs it."

Gah! What the hell?! What's this so-called 'Service Club' anyway?

"And you." She looks at me. "The principal already wanted to expel you due to previous incidents, but I convinced him that you could turn it around. This is your last chance Hikigaya." She looks back to Yukinoshita. "This is both of your guys' last chance."

"What do you mean?" Yukinoshita asks getting angrier.

"You don't think you could just go all year without actually doing club activities, do you? This club will disband if you don't do something. So, here's your chance. You're welcome."

Quit looking like you just pulled off the biggest heist in the world. Act your age, dammit!

"I'm sure you don't want to make your sister worry. Right, Hikigaya?"

How did she…

"Now, I have to go get the club-form from my desk, so why don't you two just talk for a bit."

With a slam of the door, she was gone.

"This is ridiculous. How can she even…"

I hear Yukinoshita mumble but I begin to zone her out.

I lean against the wall as I wait for this nightmare to end while I contemplate ditching and just head home.

"You."

I look at Yukinoshita.

"Me."

"You need to convince her that this is a bad idea."

Making demands already?

"Why should I?"

"You don't want to be here, do you? Wouldn't you rather be out...punching things or whatever it is delinquents do."

I knew she was a bitch from the moment I saw her.

"What if I say I do." I begin to slowly walk towards her.

"That's close enough."

"Have you ever not gotten your way?"

"I'm warning you."

She shoots me a nasty glare as I get closer to her.

"Hey, I'm just doing what you expect, right?"

"huh?"

"It must be nice having grown up with a silver spoon in your mouth."

"You don't know a thing about me."

Surprisingly, she doesn't seem scared, but angry.

"And you don't know a thing about me!" I snap back at her.

I notice her eyes widen, if only for a second.

We stand about a foot way from each other. Neither one of us backing down.

What's with her? Is this the attitude that people in high places have?

I really want to teach her a lesson but…it won't be worth getting expelled for.

"I said, get back."

"Or what?"

Suddenly, I hear the door slide open. "Alright, that's enough you two."

I quickly turn around to see Sensei leaning against the entrance of the door.

"Hiratsuka-sensei, I cannot have this…him, as a clubmate."

"Don't worry about him, he's all talk." She walks over to me. "Isn't that right, Hikigaya."

"Tch."

I move away from Yukinoshita and head back to the door.

"Kids these days. I was outside the entire time wondering how you two would do. Safe to say you blew away any of my expectations."

"If you heard everything then you know why he can't stay here."

"Hey, Yukinoshita, remember during the entrance ceremony last year, the student with the top score didn't show up?"

Yukinoshita looked confused before she answered. "Yes?"

"Remember you asked me who the student was that beat you? Since he was never named."

"Sensei, what are you even…" And just as if she was struck by lightning her eyes shot wide open. "No."

"Yup."

This teacher has got a big mouth on her.

"You're lying."

"Nope, Hikigaya Hachiman, scored highest during the entrance exam, beating out you and Hayama."

"But then-"

"That doesn't mean anything now." I cut her off, getting sick of them talking about me as if I wasn't even in the same room.

And it must have worked since they both were now looking at me.

"You don't have to worry, Princess. I won't be coming for your spot anytime soon."

"Is everything a joke to you? And don't call me that."

"My point, Yukinoshita. Is that he's not what he seems. So, consider him your first customer and first club member. Now, this time I really am going to go get the new member form, so please don't kill each other."

And once again, Sensei was gone.

I let out a sigh as I look over to see Yukinoshita from the corner of my eye.

Back in her chair, hand gently clasping her chin, she looked as if her whole world had been turned upside down.

"Don't let it worry you too much." I turn my head towards her. She in turn looks up at me. "Haven't you heard? I'm Sobu High's most famous troublemaker."

She glares back at me.

"I'm sure it was only a fluke."

I can feel my blood begin to boil.

I hate this type of person the most. Thinking they know everything. As if everybody is just a stepping stone they can use to get ahead.

From the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew. We could never be…

"You sure about that?"

"I'm sure."

"Want to bet?"

"huh?"

"Any way you look at it, it seems like we're stuck in this…situation. You're obviously bothered by it, so why not get this out of the way? Unless, you're worried I'll beat you... again."

"Are you suggesting we have a contest to see whether or not you can beat me in overall knowledge of our school's subjects? And I'm not scared."

"Well, more like I want to rub it in your face when I win. And since it's a bet, we get to decide what our winnings are"

Yukinoshita lets out a sigh before she stands up from her chair.

"Fine, then when I win, you'll have to do whatever I say. That means you can't act out like you did earlier. If you're going to be my…clubmate, then you need to understand my word is final."

"Hoh. Okay. And if I win…" I look her up and down.

"P-pervert!" She yells as she hides her chest with her arms.

Too easy.

"When I win…let's see…I'll have you take me out and buy me a meal."

"What?"

"A date if you will." I give her a smirk.

"Not happening."

"So, you are scared."

"I'm not."

"Then, it's a deal?"

"tch."

Wow, she just clicked her tongue.

"That wasn't very princess like."

"Don't call me that…" She lets out another sigh. "Fine. Not like I'll lose." She extends her hand out to me.

Huh, another surprising gesture.

I slowly walk back to her. I take her hand and give it a small shake.

Just then, I hear the door slide open again.

"Oh, my! What do we have here?"

Yukinoshita quickly removes her hand from mine.

"A-about time, Hiratsuka-sensei."

"Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt."

"You weren't."

"Sensei, it seems we've come to an agreement." I say walking away from Yukinoshita once more.

"I can see that."

"This is really childish, you guys know that, right?"

I don't want to hear that from you.

"Hearing you say that irritates me a bit." I hear Yukinoshita mumble.

Oh, seems we have something in common.

So here we were, sitting in desks at opposite ends of the room, waiting for Sensei to give us the National Education Exam.

"Don't turn them over until I say you can."

Sensei sat in front of the classroom.

"Begin."

I can honestly say that for the first time in a while, I enjoyed taking an exam.

And now Yukinoshita and I sat patiently as Sensei graded our papers.

It took a few minutes but before long she finished.

"Well I must say I didn't expect it to be so close."

Oh?

"You guys should be proud of yourselves. As a teacher of this school, I am proud to be-"

"Hiratsuka-sensei, please."

"Alright, alright… I swear you have no sense of showmanship, Yukinoshita."

Seems like you're getting a little nervous, Yukinoshita.

"So, nothing has changed it seems."

"Then I-" Yukinoshita leaned forward excitedly in her chair.

So, she can make that sort of face too.

"Yes, Yukinoshita…You lost."

I swear I could hear her jaw unhinge.

So, unsightly. Close your mouth Princess-sama.

"Well, it seems like that's settled." Sensei began to stand up as did I.

Be cool Hachiman. Don't want to make the poor girl cry.

"It's wrong."

I froze in a half standing position.

"Hiratsuka-sensei, you made a mistake."

"Excuse me?"

"There is no way…he…beat me."

"Yukinoshita…you can check to results for yourself-"

Yukinoshita rushed to Sensei and snatched to papers from her.

"Hey, Yukinoshita! You're not-"

Before Sensei could finish her sentence the sound of a chair slamming to the floor snapped both of their attention towards the source.

I shot out of my chair, probably too fast, making my chair skid behind me before falling loudly on the linoleum floor.

"That's enough, Sensei." They both stared at me.

I could feel my fingernails digging into my skin, my knuckles turning white. I didn't know what I wanted to do with my fists, but right now, anything would be fine.

I need to leave.

"I'm sorry, but I can't be a part of this club…not with her." I'm only looking at Sensei right now.

"Hikigaya…"

I begin to make my way out the room but stop at the entrance.

"Don't worry about me, if I get expelled, I'll just transfer. My sister will understand…" I slightly turn my head back to look at her one more time. "Sensei..." I couldn't finish my sentence and just left.

I could hear her calling out to me until I reached the first floor.

Fuck! I should have known better! For a second…I really thought things would be different.

That afternoon I pedaled back home as fast as I could.

I had to lie to Komachi and tell her my stomach was hurting so I wouldn't be able to eat dinner with her.

Shit. I really don't want to go to school tomorrow.

AN: Alright guys, this will be my own "re-telling" of the oregairu story, if you will. I'm not completely sober as i'm posting this so I apologize for the grammar or mistakes, I will correct them later. Also, I had planned to save this story until I finished my other HachixYukino story, but I couldn't wait to share with you guys, so here you go! And as far as "nothing goes accordingly, as expected", I already have the last draft done! Just revising, so don't worry. Anyway, hope you enjoyed!