A Story About a Handsome Girl Having Her First Kiss Stolen by an Equally Handsome Classmate - Episode 50: I'm glad I met you at school

September 1 (Thursday)

Mizuhara Shizuku intentionally tensed her body.

I wasn’t sure what would happen this morning, but I somehow managed to drag my heavy feet up to the classroom.

I put my hand on the door at the back of the classroom.

“Good morning, Mizuhara.”

When I turned around, I saw Wakamatsu Hanae standing there dressed in summer clothes.

The simple design of the white short-sleeved blouse with only a blue ribbon on it. It wasn’t decorated in any cute way, but when she wore it, it looked as if it was some kind of brand-name item.

The bangs that cover the eyes are parted in the center, giving a clear view of Wakamatsu’s facial features.

Mizuhara likes this hairstyle of Wakamatsu. Her eyes are big and beautifully shaped, and it’s hard to believe she has deep-set eyelids. She also has plump, prominent under-eye bags. Her eyes are much more shapely than Mizuhara’s, who has double eyelids.

“……good morning”

“Sorry about yesterday, did you catch a cold?”

“Yeah, okay.”

Mizuhara responded, trying to suppress the shock of being called out so casually.

“…Where are you?”

“I’m sleep deprived, but I’m fine!”

Wakamatsu flashes a bright smile and stretches out her arms in a peace sign.

Mizuhara looked away as the untanned white skin was visible from the cuffs of the sleeves. Was it okay to put this uniform on a defenseless Wakamatsu?

“I thought you wouldn’t talk to me anymore.”

Her words drew my gaze back again.

“Even though we’re in the same class, you wouldn’t avoid me so obviously.”

“Hahaha, I see. But I’m happy.”

“yes……”

I consciously keep my voice down so as not to get caught up in her pace.

“…It was good to meet you at school.”

With those words, Wakamatsu opened the classroom door.

Although they unintentionally entered the room at the same time, he ignored Wakamatsu and sat down in his seat.

Meanwhile, Chisato Wakumura quickly took to Wakamatsu’s new style.

“You can see Kaede’s face clearly, it looks cool.”

“It’s true that young pine looks more dignified now.”

“Thank you very much.”

Ariyoshi, who was nearby, also started to bother Wakamatsu.

Ariyoshi, who is a member of the girls’ volleyball club, is tall and slender with long limbs. Her black hair is cut short, and her narrow eyes are visible. When she is next to Wakamatsu, the height difference between them is very noticeable. At the center of the conversation, she laughs shyly and dodges the voices of her friends.

“You’re trying to impress the juniors again, aren’t you, Wakamatsu?”

Ariyoshi’s fingers touch Wakamatsu’s cheek.

When Mizuhara touched her, she closed her eyes as if she was ticklish, but then gently brushed his hand away without moving a muscle.

“There’s only one person I want to see.”

Those words made Mizuhara’s heart skip a beat.

I felt heat building up in my cheeks, so I covered them with my palms so no one would notice.

The morning ended with just the opening ceremony and homeroom, and in the afternoon, practice for the sports day finally began in earnest. Practice for each event had already started during the summer vacation, but starting today, the second semester, practice for the whole school competition begins. The boys did tug-of-war and group dance, and the girls did tug-of-war and dance.

After changing into the staff uniform, Mizuhara went outside with a water bottle and a checklist of equipment. Under the scorching sun, the real practice finally began. While walking around on patrol, he came across the red block’s women’s tug-of-war practice.

“Wakamatsu-senpai! Please give me some fan service!”

“Um, well…”

“Wakamatsu-san, please come and see us.”

He seems to be already famous in the Red Block, and not only the first-years but also the third-years call out to him. The calls are so loud that it seems like Wakamatsu is having a hard time.

Mizuhara plays the flute hanging from his chest.

“Sorry! No private conversations allowed.”

I warned him and quickly left before he could remember my face.