It's a little abrupt, but please pay attention to the question I'm about to ask you and consider the response carefully.

My inquiry is, what is the truth?

It may appear to be a simple query, but it is far more convoluted than it appears.

If you were to pull out the dictionary or browse the internet to open Wikipedia, truth is the property of being in accordance with fact or reality. In everyday language, truth is typically ascribed to things that aim to represent actuality or otherwise correspond to it, such as beliefs, propositions, and declarative sentences.

Falsehood is frequently seen as the polar opposite of truth. Truth is argued in a variety of situations, including philosophy, art, theology, and science. Most human activities depend upon the concept, where its nature as a concept is assumed rather than being a subject of discussion; examples include most sciences, law, journalism, and everyday life.

Some philosophers believe that the concept of truth is fundamental and that it cannot be articulated in terms that are more understandable than the concept of truth itself. The most prevalent interpretation of truth is that it is the connection of language or idea to the mind-independent universe. The correspondence theory of truth is the name for this approach.

Various theories and views of truth continue to be debated among scholars, philosophers, and theologians. There are many different questions about the nature of truth which are still the subject of contemporary debates, such as:

How do we define truth?

Is it even possible to give an informative definition of truth?

What things are truth-bearers and are therefore capable of being true or false?

Are truth and falsehood bivalent, or are there other truth values?

What are the criteria of truth that allow us to identify it and to distinguish it from falsehood?

What role does truth play in constituting knowledge?

And is truth always absolute, or can it be relative to one's perspective?

For generations, there has been a struggle between what is truly good and what is truly wrong. Many conservatives still think that truth is pure reality with no room for deception. Others, contrastingly, feel that truth is relative - that it is a person's perception of ideals and decisions.

As a result, truth varies among people due to their differing viewpoints. However, the truth is something that everyone believes to be correct. Hence, it is heavily reliant on what individuals believe to be real. On the other hand, truth uttered with malice can be far more damaging than a lie. Therefore, truth is defined as a statement or expression that is consistent with reality and enjoyment.

Truth and the individuals who tell them are highly valued in today's culture. A fair and just society is built on the foundation of honourableness. Witnesses are expected to swear to tell the truth in court; this ensures that justice is served. Most modern religions have a viewpoint on the subject, and they hold the ideals of truthfulness in high regard.

Honesty can be divided into two categories: being true to others and being genuine to oneself. Although the two are not identical, they are inextricably intertwined.

People that are sincere have a greater grasp of themselves. They are aware of their talents and flaws, and they are not fooled by their achievements or failures. Truth assists individuals in expressing and revealing their actual selves. It aids them in accurately describing themselves and others, as well as keeping any pledges or obligations made.

The truth is essential to both individuals and humankind as a whole. Being truthful as an individual allows you to grow and mature by learning from your mistakes. Uprightness succors in the formation of social bonds in society. Lying and hypocrisy, on the other hand, have a negative impact and can cause those relationships to be broken.

There are two ways to avoid telling the truth. The first is to not supply all the necessary facts. Even if the truth is the truth, some individuals avoid becoming very personal. It depends on the situation and whether or not the specifics are requisite. Some people will even refuse to share anything.

It is unethical to provide incorrect information. Some people lie to get out of a situation or to avoid hurting others' feelings. However, there are times when lying is vital. Finding the right balance in frankness, like any other attribute, is crucial. It is important not to exaggerate or minimize one's defects or strengths. Pretending to be less skilled in a certain area is just as terrible as exaggerating one's ability.

Living and acting in compliance with one's morals is indispensable. It is critical to be straight from the shoulder with oneself since one cannot live by following one's principles if one keeps pretending to be someone else. Being candid helps people in being honest with themselves and living a life that reflects that nobility.

I recognize that the truth can be rather unforgiving and harrowing at times. But, however tragic the reality may be, it would be an even bigger tragedy to simply avert our eyes away from it.

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I decided to take a stroll around campus after school because I had nothing else to do. I was touring around the special annex building at the time. It was unsurprisingly calm and cavernous here. I believe Kiyotaka would enjoy hanging out in a setting like this. I'll tell him about this spot later on.

I also noted that it was really hot in here. I could feel the sun's rays gently heating my skin, as sweat began to trickle from my brow and down my body. My shirt's collar, as well as my tie, were slightly drenched n bodily fluids. Right now, I'd give anything for some iced lemon tea.

This location was also usually utilized for after-school clubs. Normally, they would conduct their business here or outside the building. Given how vast and uncrowded this location was, it seemed logical. If you overlook the strange point system and competitive class hierarchy, this school is essentially a haven of grandiosity.

While wandering around the area, I ran into a familiar classmate. The individual in question was a teenage girl of average height with shoulder-length pink hair tied in twin pigtails with bangs swept to the left, gradient blue eyes, and a very well-endowed physique.

I took my phone out of one of my pockets and promptly launched the OAA app to identify the young lady in front of me.

I quickly flicked my fingers upwards on the phone screen as I scrolled through the list of students in class B. It may seem impolite of me not to remember all of my classmates' names, but I'm only human. It's not like I was born and blessed with a photographic memory or something amazing like that. I'm not some sort of omnipotent being.

I eventually located the photograph of the girl in front of me.

If I'm not mistaken, her name is Sakura Airi.

She has quite a modest and reserved temperament and prefers to remain in the background. I felt sorry for her since Karuizawa and her unpalatable circle of girls would always spit on her behind her back and dismiss her existence unnecessarily.

That girl really needs to brush up on her etiquette and clean her filthy mouth. I'm not sure how much longer I can stand hearing her spout utter bullshit.

When you get a good look at her, she actually looks rather lovely and stunning. That is, at least, my opinion. She could even compete with the likes of Kushida and Ichinose if she were more confident and upbeat

I unintentionally bumped into her fairly aggressively while looking through my phone. I swiftly grabbed both my phone and a camera on reflex as they were going to tumble to the floor. Because there was no one else in the corridor but us, I believed the camera was her property.

She was frightened when she saw my human-like figure and sought to flee as quickly as she could. If I could, I would have clasped her wrist to stop her, but both of my palms were occupied by her camera and my phone.

With my hands full, I decided to call out her name, "Sakura!" to get her attention. "You forgot to take your camera!"

Her jogging came to a standstill as soon as she heard what I said. She took a weak and shy step back towards me.

"U-umm I-I'm sorry if I bothered you, b-but would you please give me my camera back?" She asked nicely while stammering woodenly.

Holy shit she's adorable.

I know this isn't the most appropriate moment to say something like that, but the way she's trembling and acting like a shy puppy, oh my God. I think I'd have an excellent chance of falling for her if I didn't have Nanase.

To regain my composure, I violently shook my head. Snap out of it, Eichiiro. This is not the time for you to behave in such a manner, especially in front of such a beautiful woman like her.

"E-eh?! Why not?!" I jolted out of my reverie and heard her squawk distressfully.

Oh fuck.

She must have misinterpreted my body language as a refusal to comply with her request. Crap, I need to resolve this as soon as possible to avoid a misunderstanding between us. I didn't want her opinion of me to deteriorate to the point where she would possibly hate me or something along those lines.

"Ah, That's not what I meant!" I flailed my arms wildly around the place, feeling a bit flustered and embarrassed. "I was just a bit surprised to see you here! Please accept my sincerest apologies for any confusion that may have caused!" To make my apology seem heartfelt, I bowed slightly.

"Please raise your head!" She commanded sheepishly. "I'm also sorry for leaping to conclusions as well. I should've been more understanding of the predicament you were put in when you encountered me."

She was fidgeting and shivering, as if she were freezing and shaking in the center of the north pole due to the heavy snow and frigid temperature there. I don't want her to be in any kind of perturbation or disquiet. I need to reassure her and make sure she calms down.

I slid my phone back into my pockets and reluctantly handed back her camera. She was initially hesitant, but she soon accepted the camera. She was ready to turn around and walk away but before she could do so, I decided I wanted to strike up a pleasant chat with her first.

"Do you come here often, Sakura?" I asked in a kind manner.

"U-uh..."

Oh no, I made a blunder again, didn't I? Did she feel forced to respond to my question? I wasn't attempting to coerce her into speaking with me. I'd be fine with it and move on with my life if she had no intention of talking to me. Nevertheless, it would still be a slight affront to my pride and dignity.

"If you don't want to, you don't have to respond. I'm not trying to pressurize you into replying in any manner. You can just walk away from this conversation right now and act as if nothing transpired between us." I gave her my assurance.

"I-It's nothing like that!" She summoned the strength to speak up at long last. "I apologize if you feel uncomfortable conversing with me. I'm really bad with socializing with other people." She disparaged herself in a self-deprecating mien.

"You're not required to eat humble pie, Sakura. I get where you're coming from." I stated.

"Eh?" A bewildered expression flashed on her face. "You do? Aren't you really popular, Matsuo-Kun?"

"I'm not talking about myself in particular. Kiyotaka, my best friend, is the person I'm referring to. Or as you commonly know him as, Ayanokouji. He was much like you until a few months ago. He was socially incompetent and could barely hold a conversation with someone. That was primarily due to the fact that he was predominantly homeschooled. Regardless, I believe I have a basic understanding of your circumstance. He had to put in a lot of time and effort to improve his social skills. Meanwhile, Sakura, you are rather attractive. I'm sure a lot more people would approach you if you bust a gut at being a bit more outgoing." I narrated.

I hope the last few sentences of my paragraph didn't turn her off. My main goal was to praise her on her appearance. If she postulated that I was endeavoring to seduce her in any way... Without a doubt, her opinion of me would plummet and surfer greatly. I should clear things up before it's too late.

"I'm sorry if that sounded a bit strange... I had no malevolent purpose when I complimented you on your looks." I asserted with a hint of regret.

She chuckled lightheartedly at my reaction.

"Please don't worry about that, Matsuo-Kun." She put my mind at ease. "When you said those lines, I realized you weren't trying to hit on me in any way. I can tell you're a genuinely nice guy."

"Really? You don't need to be so concerned about my sentiments. I won't be upset in the least if you thought of me in that light."

Sakura, I assumed, was the type of person who needed more time to get to know someone before she could open up to them. That may not be the case if she is secure in her assessment of my character.

"Just by glancing at someone's eyes, I can determine if they can be trusted," she remarked. "When you stare into someone's eyes, you get the strangest feeling, like if there's something else behind those eyes? That's how I feel a lot of the time, even when the individual appears to be nice on the surface."

"Does it operate like that?" I cocked my head to the side.

"I-I'm not sure how to express it. Since I was a kid, I've been passing judgment on folks like this. People's gaze terrified me the majority of the time. That's probably why I'm unable to communicate with others, much alone look them in the eyes..." Sakura told the story.

"So my eyes are that of a good person?" I inquired.

"Matsuo-Kun, your eyes are among the most gorgeous I've ever seen. Your eyes suggest tenderness and compassion. Yours are the eyes of a person with a benevolent heart. When I speak with you, I feel comfortable." She added, her cheeks flushed slightly.

"I-is that so..." I scratched my cheeks, feeling a little self-conscious. My face was heating up, and I was probably a blushing disaster at this point.

As I tried to settle myself down from these trivial thoughts, I heard some noises coming from the other hallway.

When Sakura heard the commotion, she flinched. I ran towards the source of the sound, being the curious guy that I am. Sakura, for some reason, has also decided to follow me.

"Komiya? Kondou? What the fuck do you want now?"

Sudou? What the hell is he doing here? I might be wrong, but aren't those students from another class?

The green-haired man commented, "I heard you were being an arrogant bitch, Sudou."

"That's correct, Ishizaki. Sudou has been being acting a lot cocky recently."

"Motherfucker really thinks he's the shit just because the instructor mentioned making him a regular."

They insulted Sudou while laughing haughtily, causing him to become enraged. This is bad... He'll be in big trouble if they aim to hurt him since he's outnumbered.

"Say it again, you scumbags, I dare you! Just because I'm alone doesn't mean I'm afraid of you."

Get a hold of yourself, Sudou! Don't be fooled by such obvious provocation. Before something terrible and harmful happens, I need to put an end to this.

"Tch, a defect like you doesn't deserve that reward in the first place!" One of the guys lunged at him and tried to punch him.

He missed badly, but something tells me that he did it on purpose. I had a basic understanding of the proper movements of some martial arts because I had studied some fighting techniques and self-defense strategies from Kiyo during our time at that government institution. Why wouldn't he intentionally attack him? Whatever he was trying to accomplish, I had to put a stop to it.

Sudou was able to easily dodge the blow, but before he could retaliate.

"Sudou that's enoug-" I felt his fist strike my cheek before I could complete my sentence. I was knocked to the ground and fell to the floor because I was in pain.

Some of my teeth grazed the gums in my mouth, and I could feel it. While I was trying to compose myself, I could even taste some blood. It stings, but I need to make putting an end to this situation a top priority right now.

"M-Matsuo?!" Sudou exclaimed, perplexed by my sudden entrance.

"Matsuo-Kun!" Sakura yelped with worry in her tone.

"The heck?!"

"Damn it! There's someone here."

The man opposing him became frantic immediately.

"You bastards! You'll pay for making me accidentally hurt my friend!" Before he could even try to reach any of them, I swiftly stood up and held him back.

"Get out of the way, Matsuo! I can handle the three of them by myself!"

That's not the point you dumb fuckwit!

"Sudou, calm down! This is not the place to lash out your anger!"

Kiyo assigned me the responsibility of keeping an eye on Sudou. He was scared that his erratic nature would get the better of him and something like this would happen. At first, I felt he was being overly careful, but I'm glad I ended up heeding his warnings.

"Damn it! Our plan was foiled!"

Huh?

"What do we do now, Ishizaki?"

"Tch," Seaweed expressed clicked his tongue in frustration. "Come on, let's scram. There's no point of doing it now."

The three of them briskly went out of the special annex building after that.

"Didn't I tell you, Matsuo?! You didn't need to be anxious about me at all! Even if I was outmanned, I could have handled those guys by myself!" Sudou vehemently vociferated.

"That isn't the point at all! This school has a rigorous no-violence policy. They could file a complaint against you if you actually hit one of them, and you could face severe consequences. Keep your temper under check when you're in public. If something similar happens again and neither I nor anybody else is present to intervene, you may be disciplined and possibly face the threat of expulsion." I explained and scolded him.

"But it wasn't my fault! You saw that they were the ones who initiated the fight first, right?!" He argued and pursued to make a case for himself.

"So what if you weren't the one who started it in the first place? Would the school believe you if you didn't have proof that you didn't?" I retorted.

"That's!-" Sudou clenched his teeth in annoyance. "Ugh, whatever. I'm going home. Today has been a complete catastrophe." He stormed out and returned to the pathway leading to the dorms.

"Are you alright, Matsuo-Kun?!" Sakura dashed towards me, her face flushed with fear. You should go to the nurse's office. If you leave it like that, your injuries can get worse." She made a suggestion.

"Yeah, yeah, I will." I asserted. "Look, I think you should get out of here right now. You must be feeling tired and exhausted from everything that's cropped up today, right?" She simply nodded as a response.

"Y-yeah... I'll be going then, Matsuo-Kun. See you tomorrow." She waved at me and departed.