October 3rd

Amami smiles, a touch wryly. “We’ve only been here a couple weeks, Ouma-kun. I don’t know if that’s enough time to get a feel for someone’s behavioural patterns.”“To you, maybe,” Ouma shrugs, polishing his nails on his scarf. “That one’s a lie too, though. I don’t care enough about the bozos here to try memorising why they behave a certain way. I just get bored with annoying the rest of them sometimes and without my beloved Amami-chan there it’s suuuper sad. What’s the point of performing when you don’t have an audience?”“Self-fulfillment?” Amami suggests.“I think that’s just a term bullies make up to justify excluding people,” Ouma sniffs, and before Amami can try to figure out what the hell that means, he continues. “Anyways! I hate small talk, it’s boring.” As if Ouma’s prattling from just now could be considered small talk. “So I’m gonna cut to the chase. Why does Amami-chan hate his birthday so much?”---Amami plans to spend his birthday alone until Ouma comes poking his head up in his business.---Amami week day seven: Free space/Birthday