Fate wasn't a real thing, in Hinata's eyes.
Fate was just a common myth, made to preserve faith in the hearts of young children. Fate was a concept made by the daydreamers and hopeless romantics, in the belief that they'll one day be whisked away into the arms of their true lover, as long as they release the reins of their lives and rely on 'destiny' to guide them. Fate was not realistic, and that was all there is to it.
Hajime Hinata was more of a realist. Fate, karma, luck, and anything related, simply did not exist. They were all just imaginary factors that people normally incorporated into their lives. It bothered Hajime, that people could treat it so casually. Something like karma? It was just an inconvenience, that people only seem to notice when it actually occurs. Inconveniences happen all the time in daily life, but the only time they are impactful, is when they are being actively searched for. If someone commits a wrong act, of course they will feel paranoid that they'll get what they deserve. If something goes wrong, they immediately point the finger at none other than karma.
As for luck? It was only a rare coincidence. Nothing could possibly increase or decrease someone's 'luck'. Rabbit's feet and charms were completely useless.
With this mindset? Well, to put it simply, meeting Nagito Komaeda was possibly the worst nightmare that Hajime had ever encountered.
Nagito was the one and only Super High School Level Lucky Student. 'Lucky' is the keyword. Nagito's talent? Luck. In Hajime's mind, it just didn't connect. Sure, Komaeda had gotten in based on pure chance. But that didn't make him lucky. That had always irked Hajime, ever since their sophomore year. Senior year was just around the corner, and Hajime had to spend another entire year with Nagito. Hajime found Nagito to be.. well, crazy. Nagito's head always seemed to be in the clouds (literally, since his hair looks like a bunch of jumbled clouds), and was the complete opposite of Hajime in terms of morality and mindset.
Nagito was always going on sprees about his favorite subject (hope), and putting all of his faith and trust in others. Always being completely polite to anyone he came across, and oddly calm in stressful situations. Hajime would never admit it, but Komaeda's smile could ease any kind of stress that was on the verge of causing Hajime to collapse. Then at other times? Komaeda's smile triggered chills to rush down Hajime's spine, and make him feel like there was a threat hanging right over his head. It reminded him of the villains in movies that effortlessly kill someone, while maintaining a friendly smile.
A realist like Hinata would never befriend someone so easygoing and foolish enough to rely on fate. For two years, Hajime would do everything in his power to block Nagito out of his life, to the best of his ability. Hajime always locked his door at night, and ignored any sort of word Nagito muttered to him. Nagito would still hover around him, but honestly, that boy could keep up a conversation with a wall if he wanted to. All he did was talk, and he didn't require for Hajime to engage within the conversation. It was just what Hajime wanted.. to prevent Komaeda's heart from reaching his. Hajime disliked Komaeda, and Komaeda knew this.
It was a flawless plan... well, up until the least expected had happened.
Hajime's heart was the one to reach Nagito's first.
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Is This What You Call Luck?
FanfictionHajime Hinata isn't a believer of fate, karma, destiny, or luck. He despises the entire idea, finding it preposterous that people would rely on such a thing. So what happens when he discovers that there's more to Nagito Komaeda than what meets the e...