eleven ◆ action / text

[extraordinarily]

OPTION A: action / outside the school

[ Haruhi’s sitting on a bench today, looking up in the sky melancholically. She honestly can’t believe what happened, and honestly, it’s completely and utterly embarrassing. She’ll just muse to herself, speaking aloud.

And she’s kind of angry, too. ]

I can’t believe I actually did that… Augh! It’s so stupid! I can’t believe I actually did that! I hate being normal, and that person—she wasn’t me. She wasn’t me at all.

OPTION B: text

Attention everybody!

If you saw me while those stupid shadows were around, you better forget about it, alright? That person wasn’t the real Suzumiya Haruhi. Especially you, Kyon! If you remember anything about what happened… I’ll kick you down a flight of stairs, got it?!

Also! To those who just arrived, I’m sorry. I was a huge jerk.

Oh, and Koizumi-kun. We need to talk. In private.

That is all. If you have any questions, though, I don’t mind answering.

Comments

[extraordinarily]

Hmph. Apology accepted, I guess.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

So, what now?

[extraordinarily]

You're going to help me with something.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

What is it you're planning this time?

[extraordinarily]

A lot of things. Do you want me to list them?

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Go ahead.

(... I'm not sure I want to hear this, but better to be prepared, right?)

[extraordinarily]

It's a secret. ☆

[ She's not sorry, Kyon.. ]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Why did you even offer to list them then!?