100 Things I Don’t Know About My Senior

It's still cold today.

December, and is that cold? It's cold anyway.

It's extra cold when you ride your bike to the station. My ears are cold. My face is cold, too. My hands are gloved, so that's it.

"Good morning."

"Good morning, Sempa"

Even today junior, I waited at home.

Ha, and the exhaling breath is white.

"It's cold."

"You're so nasty."

Until the train arrived, I just stood, feeling the presence of my junior.

Standing in my usual position, for the first time today, I took a good look at my junior's face.

Hmm?

I wonder what it is. I'll stare back at this one, just to tell you the truth.

Slightly red-dyed cheeks are swollen only by heart. Beauty thought it was sloppy because these tricks are cute too.

"Sempa, have you forgotten something?

He really wanted to say something.

That said, hey. If you actually forgot, you wouldn't remember me saying this.

Well, I can't help it. Let's think about it for a second.

"This month is December, right?

"Yes, it's a division."

"You talked about that."

December…… December…

It's Christmas when it comes to classics, but we're still ahead of us. Is there a final exam before that?

Hmm.

Is that it? Speaking of which, it was this guy's birthday, December, wasn't it? What day is it? Um.

I do remember you only had 1 and 2 in there, on a date.

"... birthday"

I remember. 1212. It was December 12. One more week.

"Oh, did you remember that?"

"No, I forgot"

"It's terrible."

No, I'm getting really sorry when they say that.

"Sorry."

Apologizing in a half-serious tone, junior chuckles.

"You're lying. I'm not mad."

"Isn't that terrible?

"Because it's worse to be full of shen"

"You must be terrible after all. Me."

What the hell is this?

"So, is that it? Next week."

"Yes, next week."

Today is Wednesday the 6th, because it's the 12th...... Tuesday?

By the way, I remember Tuesday, December 12th, writing something in my notebook, what the hell?

Ah.

"That's a test."

"Yes, it is."

I'm in trouble, and junior.

Yes. The last event of the semester, the final exam, begins on December 12, your junior's birthday. It's going to start.

"Well, leave that alone,"

"You're going to put it down."

You didn't hear this, did you?

Well, it's more or less predictable.

"Senpai, it's" A Question of the Day ""

"Oh, here it is."

Ask questions, full of surprises at questions at odd times.

"What kind of cake do you like, Sempa?

"Good Economy"

I didn't even move my expression, and I got bogged down in no time.

"Really, you get mad, don't you?

"Lying. Mm-hmm. I knew I meant Simple Isbes. Cheesecake or something."

"Something's going on."

"What the hell is that?"

"Nothing, sir."

When juniors say this and smile, that's all I'm going to be unable to say back to anything.

"Centipede". I wonder if I'm that sloppy.

Well, but enough to make food preferences clear, we might be close.

"How many cakes does a junior like that like?" A Question of the Day ""

Asked the questions as usual and realized that this was what junior wanted me to hear, that it was what you wanted to tell me.

Really, I feel too confused lately. I think I've been saying a lot to my junior since I thought about it before.

Well, okay. It's not like they're going to grasp a weakness.

"Mmm. I don't know."

I put my finger on every one of them, and I often think about it.

"I used to like pancakes."

"Is pancake a good thing to put in a cake?

"Come on?"

In the first place, how do I define "cake"?

"If flour is the main ingredient, and it's a sweet one, you can put it in the cake, right?

"That would make a biscuit or something."

"You have biscuits on your cheesecake."

"That's not what I'm talking about."

Hmm.

"Then what, a sweet one fluffy with flour as the main ingredient?

"Fluffy."

"You're fluffy."

I wonder if cake is more or less fluffy. Shortcakes or pound cakes?

"Isn't that just the sponge?"

"Well, that's okay. What kind of cake do juniors like after all?

"I'd rather have a cake than a simple one."

"Ho."

"Is that shortcake or something?"

Sure, the "cake" feeling is the best. In fact, it was a shortcake for my birthday, too.

"I'll help you."

"I hope so, don't I?

"Don't expect it"

"Uh, won't you celebrate?

I just can't afford it during the test.

"I'm not celebrating"

"Eh."

Her surprised face was kind of fresh.

"You just can't do it that day. Even if it's like this, it's good grades for once. Let him study."

My junior, um, gives me a reassuring, murky look.

"Oh, right"

"You ready for the weekend?

"Well, that's right. You can take your time after the test."

Junior, you can't look me in the eye.

"Sorry, I really wish I could have done it the same day"

When I apologized, she finally turned to me.

"Fine."

Smile all the time, Junior did me a favor.

"Instead, celebrate a lot, right?