When the staff room door was opened, there was a space that created an atmosphere different from the atmosphere in the campus.
The sound of organizing the paper, the teachers consulting about tomorrow's class, and the students visiting the advisors of the department's activities are also seen with flickering eyes, but they usually look serious and uncomfortable.
The moment the door was opened, the faculty's gaze was turned towards us, but when it was determined that they were not the students in charge, the gaze directed at them at the same time was foggy.
Without hesitation, I walked to the seat where the person who told me the requirements was sitting, and my face, which I would have been working on, was raised, and my sharp gaze intersected with mine.
"I'm here to submit a form requesting directions."
"You're late. You're the last of the three."
In the staff room I visited to submit the requirements and route request form, I handed the paper to Sudo, who is in charge of the student council, not the supervisor.
At Cherry Blossom Hills School, there were teachers in charge of directions, and Sudo, who was in charge of student councils, was also in charge of directions.
Strong eyesight.
He had previously worried that his face might be hated by the students because he was afraid of them.
While it is true that the students at school are not well received, the chairman said that the graduates appreciate the serious handling and kindness when conducting the route consultation.
It is impossible for human beings to be liked by thousands of people, and if they make smart choices, is it right to stretch the parts they like even in small numbers?
Maybe the result of stretching too much is the current state.
"I was quite lost, but I realized I had no choice but to get lost."
"Self-analysis is also important in route selection, nothing is final."
Hand over the form requesting the route and tell me your answer the other day.
There are a lot of things that you don't want to reach, and that's one of the routes.
Choosing the right university for them is easy, but it's not like you've reached that level of academic achievement.
If you want, challenge and fail, it means nothing to me or to their choices.
In this situation, the best choice I can make is to choose the best university to which I can aspire.
"It's only natural to get lost at this stage, so don't regret it."
Without breaking the strong expression, Dr. Sudo nods small when he checks the contents of the received paper for defects.
When it is signaled that it has been accepted without any problems, I will give a small bow and then return the heel.
I walked through the narrow passage in the staff room and finally greeted him again in front of the door before leaving.
The air in the hallway is cold, and the staff room heats it up to cool the body.
From the student's point of view, he comes out of the nervous room, sighs and walks alone in the hallway after school.
It is not too painful to unconsciously observe and guess the expressions and manners of the students crossing, what the purpose is ahead of them, and what they are doing right now.
From the teachers, from the students who have many alumni and always act with more than one person, I will look lonely and funny when I walk alone.
If you walk with your hands in your uniform trousers, you'll be laughed at when you walk in your clothes, but you're used to it.
I am used to the morning alarm that rings by the pillow.
In other words, it means noise.
There's no doubt that I feel uncomfortable knowing I'm used to it.
If you shout loudly, why can't you say anything if you don't gather together in more than one person, your face will be dyed bright red and you will be exposed to abusive gossip.
That way, you can definitely take first place in tomorrow's ranking of haters in school.
If added, your clothes may be hidden from your locker when you go to school and your classroom desk may be flipped back and forth.
The jokes that students think of are easy to imagine because they are largely patterned.
Of course, I didn't want to see it like that. To be honest, I didn't want to get involved, so I passed through with my gaze and laughter and went to the two classrooms.
I still see a student on campus after school, and if he/she is in the same grade as the boulder, does he/she know that I spend a lot of time alone on campus, or he/she will not be able to look at me like in other grades.
However, in another sense, you cannot escape your gaze.
It's a jealous gaze on me that many students would want.
……
By entering the two buildings, the group of women who were supposed to be laughing quit the conversation and just move away to the hallway wall.
... here, the bad thing about high school boys is that they want to say "Vikine" to toddler anime.
I don't think there are any such high school boys...
I opened three pairs of doors in the deepest part of the second floor and saw Shizukuishi rushing towards the inner room, not to mention waiting for him to enter.
"Was there any particular problem with your hopes?
"I didn't choose a route where there was a problem, so I took it and ended it."
She stopped in front of her eyes and was prompted by Shizukuishi, who was grasping the uniform sleeve to pull it to the back of the classroom, and proceeded to the rear end of the window where she had her seat. The other person, Kirazaka, waited for the novel in one hand in the after-school classroom as usual.
She snapped her familiar handiwork between the novels and turned her gaze into her bag.
Oh, there he is.
"I don't think it's the line of a man who noticed and wrote a novel."
I'm kidding. I'm fine. I'm fine.
When Kirazaka smiled, she grabbed the bag that was hanging next to her desk and stood up.
I let go of Shizukuishi's hand and came back here with my luggage.
"... to be honest, I don't think it's a good idea to come to the same college as me?
I also have my own luggage, and when I express my honesty, Shizukuishi opens his mouth.
"I'm not expecting anything from college."
"Spicy..."
I wonder where Shizukuishi, who cared about the other person before and kept hiding the truth, had gone.
But now she's much easier to deal with.
However, if this is the same until college, including three years, then four years, and together, I wonder if the relationship will continue for five years, but the strange feeling spreads slightly in my chest.
Feeling that feeling alone, Kirazaka muttered at the end.
"Speaking of which, handsome, you said you went to the same college."
……
Especially, regardless of where Yudo chooses, Kirazaka is not very meaningful.
Silently solidifies into words that seem uninterested.
He's got five years to go....
Although it is undeniable now, it is still a short period of time in the life of a student, but because it accounts for an important part of memory, I have a bitter smile about why I spend most of my time with the current members.
Will I be forced to suffer like this in the future, or will my busy daily life continue?
Though I should have hated it, I should have sincerely hoped to spend quietly, but when I realized that this life would continue for another five years, I was satisfied with the emotions that had just burst into my chest.
After all, somehow, this life wasn't bad.