Sajou Wataru just needed one moment of clarity and he got it in the form of a soccer ball nearly taking his head off.
Instead of chasing girls he decides to focus on himself and discover his own qualities.
I basically felt really annoyed with the...
"I love fantasy; I love imagination, that's the inner child in me."
- Hannah John-Kamen
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Ever since I walked Aika back to her house a week has passed. As for me, I was spending my days harmlessly and inoffensively. I had recently took up lifting again with some equipment my mom had gotten me awhile back. She and my sister were surprised by my sudden interest but I just felt like working on myself.
I also would wake up around 4 AM and go on runs each day increasing the length. It was exhausting but I felt oddly fulfilled after I was finished so to me atleast all that was worth it.
I'm pretty sure I kept an appropriate distance between me and Natsukawa as well. Though, our emotional distance might have grown larger even more. Thanks to that, most of the teachers forgot about me being the crazy clown who's blindly in love with Natsukawa Aika. I mean, That's what I like to think atleast since they're not being annoying about it anymore.
As for the students in my class, they would sometimes come ask me if something happened, but I'd just show an indifferent response, and make some shit up. Nobody would believe in me like that soccer ball did anyway.
Within my means, I tried to create a comfortable daily life, and somewhat succeeded with that, when a sudden visitor arrived.
"Hey, you're Sajou-kun, right?"
Super weird development. As I arrived at my seat, a girl came talking to me with a smile on her face. She had lightly-colored brown hair, giving off a soft and fluffy air, but she wasn't a gal by any means. She felt like the type of person who'd recommend cosmetics on the morning TV show. Cute face I admit but I found her high pitch voice annoying.
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"Do you have the wrong person?"
"Ahaha, I'm pretty sure I don't."
If you know for sure, then why did you even ask me. She's definitely talking to me with some kind of purpose. I don't have the skill to look through someone's appearances they're putting up, but with this smile that didn't even budge an inch, I couldn't help but feel like something was off. I need the soccer ball back so it can help me make the right move here.
"Well yes.. I'm Sajou Wataru. Just out of curiosity did you happen to stumble across a soccer ball before you got here?"
"Ehh? I don't get it~"
"Never mind then. So which class are you from?"
After we finished the formalities, I moved to the main topic, and had her reveal her cards. Asking who she was might sound a bit too aggressive, so I instead went for the class. I'm betting on the fact that she'll name herself added to that.
"Ah, you don't know me after all? I'm Aizawa Rena from the classroom next to yours! Want to know my three sizes as well?"
