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Post canon college stuff

It was after everything with Sho that Yosuke decided 100% that he was going to go to school after graduating. Of course he decided this during his third year- but thanks to Yu the year before his grades weren't THAT bad. And, well, having a GOAL made forcing himself into cram classes and studying all night much easier to swallow.

And in the end he did it. By the skin of his teeth, but he did it. Sure it was for general courses... but he was still figuring out what his major was going to be. But he wasn't the only freshman doing so, it wasn't a big deal just yet. He could try a few things and see what stuck.

But there was no decent school anywhere near Inaba (his dad suggested Okina- all he'd need for a simple business degree. Yosuke had managed to weasel out of that at least) so it meant he was going to be living in the dorms. With a roommate. Not that he didn't have experience with that kinda thing after Teddie, but...

Well who knows, maybe his roomie would be cool? Someone he could totally become friends with! He was practically jittering with nerves as he was unpacking, waiting to see what this Tachibana guy was going to be like...

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"H-hanamura Yosuke. Holy hell is there a body in here?!" He yelps with out really thinking as he waddle-walks the box to the other bed, putting it down with a thump. Once it's down he pops his back with a small grunt, but by the time he's facing the other young man again he offers him a friendly little wink.

"Hey I don't mind, might as well get started with all the heavy lifting early if I'm gonna unpack everything before dark." He guestures to his many boxes and furniture- including a lot of stuff from his room back home. Yes, including the bike and guitar slung on top of the still bare bed.

"I don't wanna put you out though... I bet you got a lot of stuff to haul up still too, right?"

"Sorry about that," Makoto smiles weakly, lifting a hand to rub the back of his neck. To him, it wasn't all that heavy really...but it was a bit of a chore lugging the box up all of those stairs.

"It could be worse, actually," he replies with a slight shrug, reaching over to pull back the flaps on the box so he can give the contents a quick once over to make sure everything is still there as he'd packed it. He's a bit impressed by the sheer amount of things that Yosuke has already started to fill their room with, which makes him a bit relieved that his own load is considerably lighter. "Just a few more boxes. Mostly things from home."

As he says that, Makoto takes a moment to look over the room for the first time. It's big enough for two people to manage, but it's not exactly very spacious. They've been provided a bunk-bed too, which means they'll have to eventually decide who will sleep where.

"Hah... sorry I already started putting thinks together. I can move things around if you want?" He hand't brought EVERYTHING after all- he couldn't leave Teddie in an empty room. But maybe he really kinda did take over. A little.

Okay maybe a lot.

"If you want I can help haul things up. It'll be easier to decide where stuff goes once everything's here..."

"That would be nice of you, Hanamura-kun." Thankfully for both of them, the rest of Makoto's things aren't quite so heavy as that box was. It's mostly just clothes, more little trinkets and keepsakes from home...he figured he would get homesick pretty quickly, so he spared no expense to make sure the room felt as much like home as possible.

He starts for the door, gesturing with a wave of his hand for Yosuke to follow, "And you don't have to worry about that. I don't take up much space." That...might be a light attempt at a joke? Look, he realizes he's pretty big for a freshman, but being built comes with all the rigorous swimming he's done throughout his high-school years.

He stares at Makoto for a moment, then snorts in laughter. "I know right, you're practically a mouse. I might as well have a single room at this rate!"

Between the two of them it doesn't take long to haul everything up, though now Yosuke feels a little embarrassed about how much shit HE brought with him. But Makoto seemed pretty laid back so far, so he felt himself relaxing a bit.

Makoto is glad to see that things between them have gotten less full of nerves and new-person anxiety, and he chats easily with Yosuke as they make their way back up to the dorm with the rest of his things. The furniture he brought is a little sparse, consisting mostly of a small end table, a lamp, and a trunk from home.

If Makoto is at all bothered by the amount of things Yosuke has, he doesn't say anything at all. He just goes about his work, knelt by the little table with the drawers pulled open so he can start putting his clothes inside. Makoto looks over his shoulder at Yosuke in the meantime.

"So, what are you studying?"

"Ha... nothing really. I haven't picked a major yet. Mosty math courses and stuff like Ethics." Which makes it clear what major he SHOULD have, but Yosuke wrinkles his nose a little at the mention of the classes.

"What about you, man?"

"There's nothing wrong with that. You'll probably end up deciding what you might want to pursue after taking those courses," Makoto replies as he pushes a few of his shirts into the back of the drawer. He's lucky to have very open and supportive parents, meaning that he could have probably been in the same boat and they would have supported him regardless.

"Right now, I'm majoring in education. Though, I'm thinking that I may want to specialize in Physical Ed.," he adds as he works, shifting a little on his knees. He loved working with teaching swimming, so something like that would really be ideal, he thinks. "I'm working on getting basic courses out of the way first, as well."

"So like a Coach? Why can't I say I'm surprised?" he offers a little good natured sigh before turning more serious.

"Okay. Let's get this outta the way- You're not the late night partier type,right? Any girlfriends I should expect to run into at 3am?"

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"Yes, like a Coach- Ah...?"

If Makoto were a different person, he might have been more shocked by the question. It makes him blush, of course, but dealing with Haru has trained him to expect bluntness. ...nothing that blunt, though.

"O-oh no, not at all. I don't have a girlfriend or anything. And if I did, I wouldn't do that without some kind of warning." Never mind that he probably wouldn't at all...just the thought has him looking away again, focusing his attention on getting that shirt folded and put away.

Seeing Makoto turn red makes him realize how awkward tha was, and he starts fiddling with his own boxes.

"Sorry, I didn't want it to be weird later, you know? Uhm... so. top or bottom?"

Makoto looks back after a moment, his gaze traveling up to the bunks in question. He has a feeling that Yosuke might want the top bunk anyway, so he tries to answer as casually as possible, "The bottom for me would be fine. Unless you would prefer it, instead."

In all honesty, he...really doesn't want to sleep up there. He feels like he would be much more comfortable closer to the ground, for multiple reasons.

"Hey man, that's totally fine with me!"

He makes his way over, easily hauling himself up and over without the ladder. He has nothig on Makoto's size, but he is limber if nothing else. With a grin he lounges half off the edge with no obvious worry.

"And no worries. I don't snore... at least not that any one has told me." And there's another coy little wink.

The way Yosuke sits like that reminds him of Nagisa, almost...but he's glad that Yosuke isn't anywhere near those energy levels. Makoto may have the patience of ten saints, but he can't imagine getting his homework done while rooming with a ball of energy of that magnitude would be easy. He's sure that Rei only manages during their study sessions because he's already well used to studying practically anywhere under any conditions.

With his clothes put away, Makoto moves to sit down on his bed to rest for a moment, looking up just as Yosuke winks at him.

"The same goes for me...at least I'm pretty sure." As he sits there, he seems to be holding his Iwatobi swim club jacket in his hands, trying to decide if he wants to put it away, or...keep it out for a while. Just for nostalgia's sake.

"That from your old school? Iwa-to-bi... penguin, right?" He honedtly couldn't even recall if Yasogami had a mascot or not. Yu would probably know.

"Hm?" He blinks, looking back down at the jacket. "That's right. This was my swim team's jacket, actually." It probably won't be long until Yosuke notices a weird little bird keychain hanging from Makoto's lamp, too...as strange as it is, he couldn't bare to leave it home.

"Wait. Is that weird bird charm supposed to be a pengiun?"

He certainly noticed that ugly thing.

Wow, rude.

...okay, it...is pretty weird looking, he'll admit that.

"Yes...it's our mascot. My friend Haru made a whole bunch of them for any new members that joined the team."

Yosuke winces, though it's aimed at himself and he offers his best sheepish smile. Of course it was a treasured keepsake. It was like telling someone their kid's head was too big. Good job Hanamura you are the best at this.

"Did he end up giving a lot out?"

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"Well...no. We could only recruit one other member to our team, actually. But we did try very hard." Even Haru, who specifically tried to use his little bird keychains as a bribe.

"In fact, I'm not entirely sure what happened to all of the extra ones." Rei and Nagisa probably have them now, since it's their job to get more members to replace him and Haru. Which...he's been trying not to think too hard about, even if it is true.

'Those little monsters probably scared them off' he thinks. Thinks but doesn't SAY this time.

"Well, I bet swimming isn't an easy sport to just pick up. I mean, hell my school didn't even HAVE a pool."

Yosuke does have a point. But it was disappointing, never even having a single person come to tryout...

"It was a bit of an uphill battle. For a while, our school's pool wasn't fit for swimming. We had to clean it out ourselves before we could even have a team at all. And by then, everyone either wasn't interested, or they were in their own clubs already..." Makoto sighs, but his smile is quick to return. "But it did work out, in the end."

"Man, that's a lot more dedication then most people would bother with. Our basketball team had a really hard time keeping people too. I had a job so I didn't even join any clubs.

Though I guess I can see why you wanna keep pursuing it."

He shifts a little so he can rest his forearms across his knees, looking over elsewhere in the room. He doesn't see the room, though. No, instead he's looking at a scene from years and years ago, where he, Nagisa, Haru, and Rin had been posing for a picture with their trophy from winning the relay.

"I've been swimming since I was little. We all had. I guess it wasn't something we wanted to give up on easily."

"That's a lot of time to sink into something if you don't love it. Must be nice."

The tinge of bitterness in his voice is very light: the whole reason he was here was to not get into that thought spiral again. Thinking that the Investigation was going to be the high point of his life, that his adulthood was going to be a lifetime of pining for a time where what he did was important. He told himself that it was a platform to build the rest of his life on, not a roadblock.

But it was easy to slip back sometimes.

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