.........I feel as though I'm forgetting something. Something to talk about. Not about anything minor or insignificant, like before, where I talk about my surroundings in full detail, or rather close to that depth of observation. Rather, I feel like I need to talk about something that is at hand....I should introduce myself, shouldn't I?Dear viewers, I do apologize for the delayed introduction, but I'd rather not take up your time having to read my preview autobiography when you're already reading my tale. However or whatever the case is, I must blab on with it and start.Greetings and Salutations. Wait, no that sounds too formal for it to be off-putting for strangers, but a simple 'Hi' or 'Hello' would be too generic and that's pretty off-putting as well. In any case, my name is Satoshi Kaishi (快士佐俊), but I'd rather be referred to as Hikan. Rolls off the tongue better, don't you think?Let's see, if I were to give qualities about myself, first I'll rant off about my awful qualities.I'm pessimistic, and a cynic. Not a great start, nor would I be able to elaborate, but in a short remark, I notice the incorrect minute details first, doubting the thing presented rather than seeing it as face value. I guess by that logic, I'm a skeptic as well. A skeptomaniac if you will, given that I have thoughts overflowing from one train of thought to the next. Though I very much don't care as to what happens to the world that I observe, as I barely speak about it all, nor act upon it. I guess that also makes me lazy doesn't it?Do you want me to talk about other things, as well? Let's see...I live alone on an apartment, with both my parents barely at home for a year. I'm a male student. A mundane third-year high school student, to be exact. I have a small stature fitting of my low academic standing, living off of B minuses and the rare A's from English. It does seem surprising that I get no curricular bonuses, considering I (self-proclaimingly) reside at the library. I stave off social interaction, but I know how to weave my way through when it comes to it. No records of delinquency from me, though no records of praiseworthiness nor acclamation, so I can say that I'm a ghost of this school.It does have its merits however. I feel at ease being unnoticed in a crowd, or on my own. I've been at peace with the status I currently have. Quite an apparition I am, being translucent to those around me, peers and grown-ups alike. Despite that I'm still interacted by some, not that I am perturbed by it. Having company is pleasant, being able to converse with topics, telling stories about the past; interacting with other people is also a peace in its own merit. Although the one person I never thought I'd interact with (let alone be close to) is class 3-B secretary Himeko Yuuna (優月姫愛). She's a batch-mate, if that's the right terminology to use. I could never really see myself being a part of her life due to the metaphorical but quite literal gap dividing both of us. Despite that, coincidences do occur in my daily mundane routine (to give texture and flavor to my otherwise cardboard-flavored life), and so I had an interaction with the class secretary.[Dear viewers, unfortunately the author has decided to put hiatus on coming up with a scenario, as his excuse is that it 2:30AM. I do apologize sincerely]A once thought once-in-a-lifetime interaction became after-classes conversation. After-classes conversations became boring breaks bonding. Okay weird phrasing for forcing an alliteration there. But eventually I got her contact number. That's when and where she opened up to me (and I to her), and then we became pen-pals.Though I don't quite agree with "pen-pals" as it isn't pen and paper, but instead computers and cellphones, so maybe contact companions?Soon after, we became best friends, though I am skeptical as to how. I don't really understand her about why she became close to me at all.To be fair, I don't understand people much, so I'm at a disadvantage in this. Being socially inept sure is a pain, especially when it comes to her. She drags me around in all sorts of places, where extroverted people would spend their days outside together. In parks and malls, either by just wanting to take a walk together, to seeing sights and buying food and drinks. In hindsight, I'm really a handful to hang around with; I'd rather stay inside in a sullen corner and embrace the wallflower attitude I seem to give off. Alas, I'm taken off with this girl--[Cut-off for a bit while im on hiatus stuff]--