"Look, you're gonna be late if you don't wake up already!
The sound of rambling the door open. An obnoxious voice that impairs your ears.
I can't help but get irritated by the noise of sleepless people.
"Eww, come in the room!
"If you could wake up alone, I would?
"Chi......"
Yeah, and to say this is what I'm talking about. Always saying something similar... I know people can't do it and I say it, so it's still vicious. I bake extra care, I don't ask you not to go into the room, and no one is as depressed as my mother.
"Well, Mother, I'm going, right? Have some breakfast, okay?
He said, "I know!
Out of frustration, I yell at you. The drowsiness went away with it, and the mother, who confirmed it, laughed and left.
I don't care how much you think you can do from now on - but it's true you're late if you don't wake up. Looking at the smartphone, it's almost eight o'clock. I feel like sleeping twice like this, but it's time to move.
But it's still lame...
"Stir-fried vegetables again..."
When I changed into my uniform and went to the living room, there was a 'leftover' of my father and mother on the table. Stir-fried vegetables served on a large plate, with my hands on the rest of them, I think for sure.
"Sometimes it's good to eat."
Stir-fried rice and vegetables, stir-fried rice and vegetables, stir-fried rice and vegetables. Our table, which is not even a rotation, is indeed a poor minister. All I have is the difference between meat being pork or sausage.
"Ah."
Not surprisingly, remove pickles and salmon flakes from the fridge and place them on rice. Still, I take it for granted that frustration that won't be met.
"I think I'll buy some bread along the way..."
Sigh and leaking solitaire together. Every day I look at the clock and stand up, complaining about an irreplaceable breakfast.
This is my routine - Sayama Nobuna.
There is no case. There are no events. Sounds good when it comes to calm days, but instead there is no irritation or surprise. Every day, at a set time, I go to school, take boring classes, and come home without clubbing.
Maybe this goes on forever. Getting into college is no different. When I grow up, the school just replaces the company, and this life goes on forever until I die.
Yusuke said life is fucking gay, but I really think you're right. I wish I could at least find something I could be obsessed with, but I didn't have the aggressiveness to just look from myself.
"Ha..."
Wearing shoes in the front door leaks nature and sigh.
Blazer black on the extended hand. Black trousers at foot. Depressing colors are still something we need to hang out with.
"Really, what is it"
I'm really disgusted with the lack of meaning in the class. It's just physics in Chinese. I don't think it's going to help my life. Still, I can't help but sigh more irrationally that I have to learn.
"You don't have to remember that to work..."
I really do. Because right now, no one I know goes to school. It's great because it still works fine.
"Hey, Yummy?
Looking back, to the girl who stands there...
- To the girl - there, she should be -.
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- To whom?
"... hmm?
What were you thinking right now? Or were you bawling?
I don't know, but I'm sure it's because of the lack of sleep. The first hour is an ancient sentence anyway. Let's get some sleep there.
"Bye, I'm coming."
Speak up to a house where no one is in the usual habits.
Then I put the key to the front door and left for school...
In the meantime, all this time, I felt like someone was dropping me off.