I hate nice girls.
Just exchanging pleasantries with them makes me curious,
and texting each other makes me feel restless.
If I get a call, for the rest of the day, I’ll keep checking my call history with a grin on my face like a fool.
But I know the truth
They’re just being nice.
Anyone nice to me is nice to others too.
But I always find myself on the verge of forgetting that.
If the truth is a cruel mistress, then a lie must be a nice girl.
And so, niceness is a lie.
I would always hold expectations, I would always misunderstand
At some point, I stopped hoping.
An experienced loner never falls for the same trap twice.
A lone warrior, surviving hundreds of battles.
When it comes to losing, I’m the strongest.
That’s why no matter what happens, I will always hate nice girls.
- Hachiman Hikigaya