Everyone knew who Kashibuchi Hazu is. That weird guy who has hair over his eyes, yet still could see. The one that spent all of his free time on the sewing room at school, barely interacting with other people. Yes, that was him, alright. Everybody knows the deal with him.

But there was another side of him. One that very few people knew of. When he was home alone, he turned to someone completely different. He pulled his hair off of his eyes, and became the real him.

Like, today, while he was trying to sew with his hands. His father didn't let him buy a machine, but he grew frustrated at the tenth time he pinched himself.

"Ugh... stupid fucking needle..."