You can see the dark clouds through the condensed windows.
It makes no sense, vaguely staring at it as it freely swims through the sky.
There is nothing in the mind about the content of the class that goes on.
However, as a BGM for thinking, it acts like a speaker that is always running in the corner of your head.
It is the student's most important job and they hate it the most.
Students follow the contradictions without knowing what they need in the future, and then copy the tablet into their notebooks.
They don't do it in the athletics department, which focuses on classroom activities, or they create memories with their friends of time off and after-school hours, and they work in youth activities.
Whether they are keeping their bodies on their desks and napping, operating their phones while they are hiding, or whispering with students around them.
I may be the only one in this classroom looking out bored.
But the best way for the boredom to think is for only the students sitting at the window to know.
Even now, in a classroom where the sound of running a pen on a notebook resonates, you open a further notebook and spend time thinking.
I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I'm just in a hurry to get caught up in reality.
Choosing or not choosing, not choosing.
Either way, it was clear that I needed to show my own will.
Since Shizukuishi and Kirazaka were affirmed to choose the same university, each word has changed to a situation that could determine the path of the two.
It's their will, and they can choose the path they want to take, and it's easy to break it up.
If you are a true virtuoso, it is not unnatural to make that decision, and in a sense it is natural.
Moreover, even though it is my own path and choice, I realize that I think of a person who is a true good person from the outside like HR, and there is no bitterness.
Why should I think objectively about myself?
"Did you come up with anything fun? Or if I'm making a cool mistake looking out the window, look at my face reflecting from the window and calm down."
"I feel suddenly stabbed from the side....."
"Love arrows?
"Poison Arrow"
You get an unexpected blow from an unexpected direction, and you breathe even deeper.
I want you to explain why you mistook me for the arrow of love after you uttered that word.
However, it is troublesome to read, so please use 575 format.
Taste the thoughts in the back of your brain and look next to you.
Kirazaka was looking at us with her elbows on her desk and her palms together.
The mouth rises pleasantly, and the eyes are gentle without the usual sharpness.
When me and her gaze crossed, they sparkled slightly as if they had found a good opponent in between boring classes.
"You're still worried about your route."
"... rather, fewer people aren't worried."
Everyone has some kind of trouble in their hearts.
There are just different reasons to worry about whether it's financial, relational, or future directions.
It is easy to give up on worrying and thinking.
If you choose a path that suits your academic ability and relationships, you will be able to move on to the next path without having trouble thinking.
The regrets that await later are events in the future just a little further, as the letter suggests.
If it's just to sing the song of today's life, it's probably one option.
"... if you make a mistake, there are people involved"
"You just keep going the way you've always chosen... and me and her just want to go after it."
……
That said, Kirazaka turned her gaze towards the front of the classroom.
There was Shizukuishi who wrote down the contents of the lesson carefully written on the blackboard in front of his eyes.
She moves her hands silently, looks around as if she noticed something, and notices our gaze at the edge of the classroom.
Looking at her eyes with a little surprise, she quickly adjusted her hair with a light hand comb and waved her hand with a small smile on her chest.
... why did you notice that?
I wonder if she's a gaze sensitive type, is she?
As she waved her hand, Sur looked back embarrassed at how many boys thought it was a gesture to herself.
If I look back here, the girls around me will feel the same way....
However, you can't ignore it, and when you look back at Prapla with a weak hand, the flowers bloom on your face, poking your fingers at the shoulders of the students sitting in front of you.
Yudo sits in front of Shizukuishi. Looking back at something, Shizukuishi smiles and points in the direction. Well, Kirazaka and I sit in the direction, but look at this and wave in the same way.
A chain of repeated mistakes.
Now, as Yudo waves his hand, several of the female students turn their cheeks red.
……
……
I was supposed to be serious, but how do I collect a chaotic classroom where the left half of the classroom is overflowing with red students?
Kirazaka looked at the two of them with cold eyes without feelings, and then turned her face to the side as if nothing had happened.
Alternatively, it may be the best choice to avoid extending the situation to any more troublesome situations.
I also turned my eyes to Kirasaka as I learned, and from the front of the classroom, I said, "Aah!? I feel like I heard a shock coming out of the boy student's mouth, but I didn't notice it.
"We don't impose our ideals on you, we don't hold you accountable. If you're not sure what I'm saying, you can ask them, and...."
"... don't stop where you care."
The spinned words stopped, and when she hid her mouth, she remained silent for a while.
I was about to say something I shouldn't say, and I couldn't help but wonder if it could be stopped with such a gesture.
When Kirazaka urged her to say what she had stopped, she said with a dark expression that she was sorry for.
"Makoto-kun, you're not good enough to choose a college."
……
No... well, it certainly is.
I somehow understood what she said and what she said.
No, that's true.
It is true that they felt responsible for their choices, including their future.
In one mistake, they both thought that choosing the same path would divert them from the path they should have been able to walk in the future several times over the course of a few days.
But there aren't many colleges I can choose before I think about their future.
The words spoken were above all true and powerful enough to stop thinking.
At that time, the bell that announces the end of the class rings across the school.
When the instructor gives a brief explanation of the next lesson, students stand up and spend a short free time together.
Shizukuishi and Yudo also sat down, exchanged words with several students, and then walked to the window seat.
"What were you talking about during class?
At the very beginning of the conversation, I asked Shizukushi what he was talking about in class.
At this very moment, when I was hit hard, I was relieved to leave my body at the desk as if I was depressed, so Kira Saka explained the situation instead.
Fufufu, Shizukuishi nodded and Yudo occasionally looked at us with a smile.
His reaction and expression were very angry, but he knew that he would react very naturally soon afterwards, so he lay down on his desk without saying anything.
Well, the important thing is that you fell out of your head.
"That's right, Yu-kun! Kirasaka-san and I said we would follow you based on the university you can go to!
"Fufufu...."
Even if it was on the desk, I could see what kind of expression the three of them were experiencing.
The three of them are at the top of each grade in the regular exam, and I'm in the middle of the grade.
I did not forget the academic difference between myself and the three, but I cannot deny that I have been far away from thinking.
From the back of his throat, he narrowed out a moaning voice, and said to the three men who called out.
"Today... leave me alone"