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+||🎮||% ❝ …Yaaaawn…mhh, did I happen                   to fall asleep again …? Ah, I’m                   sorry about that… What were                   you saying…? ❞

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progressive deterioration in a person’s ability to control/adjust their behavior in different social contexts that result in embarrassing behaviors in social situations

Behavioral Symptoms:

overeating yet picky eating. 

stereotype/repetitive behaviors: rereading the same book, rubbing hands and clapping, humming one tune repeatedly, walking to the same location everyday

fails to preform everyday tasks of bathing, grooming, and appropriate dressing

hyperactive behavior: agitation, pacing, wandering, outbursts of frustration and aggression

hypersexual behavior: preoccupation with sexual jokes and compulsive masturbation

impulsive acts: shoplifting, impulse buying, grabbing food off another person’s plate

Emotional Symptoms:

Apathy or indifference toward certain events can be marked by lack of initiative and motivation

Doesn’t know their behavior changes, but also doesn’t care it affects others -- even the people they care about.

Emotional blunting: a loss of emotional warmth, empathy, and sympathy and indifference to other people

Mood changes: frequent and abrupt

Neurological Symptoms:

Decreased facial expression

Slowness of movements

Rigidity (resistence to imposed movement)

Posture instability

||; 創 ;|| — ❝Ɯell, I decided that it was time for a change.❞ Hinata raised his head higher, staring straight ahead as he walked. ❝Besides, they have books there, right?❞ Oh, nice going, Hinata. It’s a library. Of course it has books. He may as well have asked Komaeda if the sun was bright. ❝There’s probably some interesting stuff that I can check out there.❞ 

     ℋinata’s walking pace slowed down as something occurred to him. ❝Why are you going to the library, anyway?❞ Was Komaeda an avid reader? Or did they just enjoy the silence? No matter the reason for wanting to go, Hinata’s presence would surely interrupt Komaeda’s focus. But even though Hinata knew that he was bothering the other, he couldn’t just let this rift between them remain. It needed to be dealt with sooner or later, and Hinata much preferred “sooner.”

Grey eyebrows arch in interest before they furrow in defeat, a small laugh making its way past him. “Yes, there are books there.” Why wouldn’t there be? It was a library after all. “Lots of them, in fact. I’m sure you’ll find something interesting in there.” With all the handfuls of genres, there was something for everyone to like.

Their footsteps pause from the question but they don’t turn around; they just stand there as they give a response. “I like going to the library; I’ve always enjoyed paying a visit there.” It was the one place where they can find themselves at ease: book in hand, lax in a chair as they let themselves go along with the ride the author wishes to take them on. “There was one book on my mind that I wanted to read, so I want to get there before everyone else does.” There weren’t many people that frequent the library, but they couldn’t be too sure; so they begin to walk again, listening for footsteps to follow suit.

▉▍✂ —- “Ahhhh~?? You again?! Are you just here to cause me more problems or do you have actual information this time?!? Aren’t you supposed to be babysitting some little brats for me, anyway?!!?”

They merely laugh (albeit a small one) from her tone of voice, lifting up their hands to show that they mean peace. “Information is something I do have.” Anything to push forward their little game. “Surprised?”

||; 創 ;|| — ❝Ƭhere’s nothing “better” about this,❞ Hinata snapped. Komaeda’s haughty attitude was getting to him in the worst way; that phony look on their face was really causing Hinata’s blood to boil. He forced himself to take a deep breath, releasing it via a long sigh. Getting angry at Komaeda wasn’t going to fix anything. They were often tough to reason with, but it had higher chances of success than just screaming at them. 

     At least, they finally got away. A sigh leaves them as they begin to walk away, only to grow puzzled as they hear hurried footsteps that sound a lot like someone jogging right behind them only to stop next to them. They can only blink as they turn their head to see who it was, met with the same hazel eyes again.

✧ ･ﾟ:*♥*:･ﾟ✧

Ｕｓａｍｉ blinked twice, then tossed an equally qυιzzιcαℓ look  U P  at the taller one. Their inquiry took her by surprise, almost seemed rather ᴏ ᴜ ᴛ of the blue. But as the teacher of this crucial field trip, she would answer ALL of her students’ questions to the ƁƐSƬ of her abilities. A ѕσƒт smile formed across pure white facial features.

     ❝ Why certainwy ~ ! I ᴅᴏ admit that there           were    OTHER     options I considered ;;           but beaches are ρσρυωαя for pwoviding           gweat entertainment for evewyone ~ !!           Whether you go swimming, or decide to           pway games, or just want to wewax– it’s           the perfect pwace for people to вєƒωιєη∂           each other ~ !

          If beaches aren’t your “cup of tea” though,           Your sensei made sure to incwude more           ƒυη activities on the west of the iswands!           Unwess there’s something specific you           have in mind? Pwease wet me know so           I may accommodate to your needs ~ ❞

     Beaches were never their “cup of tea”. With how much their luck tends to teeter from being amazing to absolutely awful, they try their best to keep from anything that can be seen as dangerous; and since they have no idea of what lurks in the ocean or how strong the currents were, there was no way they would step foot in there. They could be eaten or even drowned (and while they welcome the sweet embrace of death to end this miserable life of theirs), they don’t want to risk their luck on something so reckless when it can be used on something more grandiose and useful for everyone else on this island.

“Togami-kun,” they pause, eyes narrowing and the corner of their lips turning up into somewhat of a smile as they continue, “or rather not Togami-kun. How do you feel?” They cross their arms over their chest, curiosity and intrigue making itself known. 

“As I recall, Leader, you were the first one to bite the dust and as a sacrifice. Highly commendable as a step ladder to hope if I do say so myself.” And there’s a sparkle in their eyes, like they’re actually proud such a thing happened. “You know, I had my own sacrifice too. We have that in common, right?” Though, would it be a compliment to compare such trash as themselves to someone as remarkable as the Ultimate Impostor? Probably not.