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Chapter No:- 02

  Chapter No:- 02

  About a month has passed since then.

  Over the past month, I have dreamed about my childhood friend many times.

  It would have been okay if it was just the first time, but seeing it multiple times was a little embarrassing, but I was happy to be able to see my childhood friend, even if it was just a dream.

  After a month, what could be called groups begin to form within the class.

  The only ones who aren't part of that group and are considered loners are me and

  "Takanishi-san, do you want to go to karaoke today?"

  "No."

  "Don't say that. We want to become friends with Takanishi-san soon."

  "I'm busy right now."

  Yes, it's Takanishi-san, who has the same name as my childhood friend.

  For the past month, she had been invited out almost every day, but had turned it down.

  Even now, even when someone who seems really cool approaches her, She turn them down with just the bare minimum of words.

  She always goes home right after school, spends the whole break reading a book, and even if someone talks to her, she only speaks two or three times and then ends the conversation.

  And I think she probably hates me for sitting behind her.

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  Because when I hand over a handout or when we have to talk, if our eyes meet, she immediately looks away, and sometimes I don't know why, but her shoulders are shaking. I think she hates that because I'm basically always sitting in my seat during class and breaks. She hates it when someone is behind her.

  But I'm a little scared to walk around school alone, so please forgive me.

  As time went on, May arrived and Golden Week was coming to an end, and we decided to change seating arrangements.

  Needless to say, seat swaps are a big event, and an excited atmosphere began to spread throughout the class. For some reason, the boys in particular were quite excited.

  Takanishi-san had a very displeased look on her face when she saw that.

  As a result, my seat didn't change.

  I got a seat at the very back by the window. To be honest, I really liked this seat because I didn't have to interact with other people.

  If there's anything that's changed...

  "nice to meet you"

  "Y-Yes, thank you very much."

  Well, the only thing that changed was that Takanishi-san started sitting next to me.

  Naturally, this earned me looks of some personal resentment from the boys, which made me feel a little depressed.

  I was reminded of the past and wondered if I should swap seats with someone, but there was no way I could suggest something like that when a month had passed and I hadn't been able to talk to anyone.

  I ended up feeling a little depressed.

  Just because my seat changed didn't mean my life changed, so I continued living my life as usual.

  However, I began to feel Takanishi's gaze on me during class and breaks.

  I think she's probably looking out the window and not at me, but sometimes when I look in her direction she looks flustered and turns her gaze back to the front, so I think she really doesn't like me seeing her face.

  ...Has Takanishi-san always looked out the window this much before?

  That question came to mind, but I didn't notice, but I think she was probably watching it when she was sitting in the front seat too.

  "It's a little late."

  Today, I didn't understand something in class so I went to ask my teacher about it, and then stopped by the supermarket on the way home, so I got home later than usual.

  I had already decided what to have for dinner tonight, so as I was walking around thinking about what to have tomorrow, I noticed someone standing in front of my front door.

  "……O-Oteeth?"

  She had feather-coloured hair that reached the middle of her back, she was taller than me, and she had a dignified profile that I had seen many times recently.

  Takanishi-san, who has the same name as my childhood friend, was standing in front of the entrance.

  "Ah, you're finally back."

  "Um, well, yeah?"

  I had no idea why she was there and all I could do was feel confused.

  Seeing me like that, she turned up the corners of her mouth, smiled, and spoke to me.

  "Welcome back, Aoi."

  "...I Am Back ? Takanishi-san?"

  That was the first conversation between Takanishi and I during our high school lives.

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