After My Childhood Friend Rejected Me, I Cut My Bangs and Took off My Glasses in Shock, and I Became Popular With the Girls. And I Don’t Like It When She Wants to Be Friends With Me Again…..
I went from the canteen to the teacher’s office and received a printout from the teacher.
I had personally procured this printout for my next self-study. I had the contents of an old question booklet I had used for some years copied down to a suitable size.
“Ah! That’s the guy they’re talking about!”
“Yes, yes.
He has a neutral face. …… Oh, our eyes met! We made eye contact! I’m in love with him, I love him already!”
“I hear he’s really fast on his feet.”
“…… can we use him as a substitute runner in the next regional qualifiers?”
“I heard that he and Haruto from Class A were staring at each other in the corner of the field.”
“Eh…… That’s what that means, isn’t it?
Couple!!!!”
As usual, I’m still being gawked at and sneakily talked to by strange students.
I know it’s not in a bad way, of course.
Some of the funny stories are flying around, but most of them are complimenting me.
That’s why I look at people so often and I smile back at them every time.
I’m not good at relationships, so I don’t know what ‘normal’ is, but I try to be friendly anyway.
“……, what’s with all the noise?”
Well, just like that, on my way back from the staff room on the second floor to the classroom on the third floor, there was a crowd of people in front of the hallway where the third grade classroom was located.
In terms of location, it’s right next to us, 3rd year class B, or in other words, around 3rd year class C.
In Class C, there was Ashiya Makoto, a blonde gal, and Mika.
“Wow, are they in some kind of trouble? Aren’t they all cheerfuls who are good friends over there?”
A boy in the crowd said.
‘I think it was …… that blonde gal, Sakurayama Ayame, wasn’t it? I heard she had a fight with Makoto-kun.”
A female student nearby replied.
“Really, of all people, with Makoto-kun? Did she get into some kind of trouble?”
“I heard from my friends in Class C that it seems Sakurayama-san was the one who spread some weird rumors about Saionji-san. That’s what Haruto-kun declared on group LINE. Well, there’s no proof at all though..”
Another rumour.
This is true, though.
“Oh, I heard that too? There were rumors about Saionji-san going out at night, being with a daddy, being a slut, etc. But in reality, all of those rumors were about Sakurayama-san herself, and she was jealous of Saionji-san. She spread rumors.”
“Did Haruto-kun know that and save Saionji-san? If that’s the case, he’s a real hero.”
“If I were in Saionji-san’s shoes, I would fall in love with Haruto-kun for saving me like that.”
Three or four men and women are getting excited.
However, Sakurayama-san, the blonde gal who is rumoured to be the one in question, had a clouded expression in the classroom.
“Ah, wait ……, Sakurayama-san is crying. I don’t want to watch anymore, let’s go back to the classroom?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
They just had a casual conversation, then turned on their heels and left the crowd.
As if to fill the empty hole, I leaned forward and looked into the Class 3-C classroom.
“Ayame, can you get out of our way? I didn’t think you were that kind of person.”
In the middle of the classroom, Makoto had his arms crossed.
With disdainful eyes, he looked down at Sakurayama-san standing in front of him.
Standing in a very upright position.
“M-Makoto! You praised me yesterday, didn’t you? You said I did a good job and thanked me for spreading the rumours!’
Sakurayama-san shouted with tears streaming down her face.
But her voice did not resonate at all with Makoto. Only empty cries echoed in the quiet classroom.
“Did Ayame apologise to Saionji-san?”
‘’Ha, there’s no way I’m apologising!”
“I see. I trusted you enough to even ask you for love advice, but I don’t think I can trust you anymore. I won’t say anything bad, so please get out of our way as soon as you get along with other groups. I don’t want you to get involved with us.”
” …Wwww-what the hell is wrong with you ……, you’re crazy, crazy, crazy!”
After receiving the ruthless Makoto-kun’s words that seemed to shun her, Sakurayama-san managed to change her completely broken down heart into strong words, but her expression had already crumbled.
“I don’t know…I don’t know anymore. Why am I the only ones who are like this? Why am I the only ones who are like this…even though I just spread rumors!”
Sakurayama-san left the classroom with dizzy steps after saying just that.
She should have been a blonde gal with such a winning personality, but now she was completely disheartened.
Makoto, however, did not seem to care.
The same goes for some of the men and women around him.
Although they didn’t know the detailed reason, they were completely on Makoto’s side.
And among them,
“Mika_…….”
My childhood friend, Sato Mika, was also there.
Mika was sitting on a desk, arms folded in front of her chest, looking deeply bored.
She still has the same shiny brown hair, gaudy earrings and a well-defined face that attracts the eye. She used to be more calm looking.
She seemed to have remained static up to this point, but here she let out a small breath and suddenly tapped Makoto-kun on the shoulder.
“Makoto, everyone is watching you.”
“…… I see. So, my classmates in the classroom and everyone else who is peeping into the classroom, be careful of strange rumours! It’s true that I confessed to Saionji-san and was rejected, but that’s it! I haven’t given up yet! If you have something to say, go head-to-head! Okay?”
Makoto-kun changed and smiled cheerfully, and he gave an affectionate look to those around him.
Everyone but me, who couldn’t grasp the details, didn’t want to delve deeper into the story.
But I, likewise, …… decided not to stick my neck out any further now.
I maturely go back to my classroom amongst the crowd.
The real him is not that charismatic and good natured. Deep down inside, he probably has a much scarier personality.
He could cut the lizard’s tail off with impunity.
“……Mika……”
On the way back. I followed Mika with my sideways glance, but she didn’t notice me at all.
She probably doesn’t care about me any more.
I hate myself for having such shallow and foolish expectations that something might change if I met her in this appearance. ……
It seems that somewhere in my heart, I still thought about Mika.
“Let’s forget about it.”
Being regarded as completely out of my consciousness by words and attitude, I was once again able to forget about Mika once and for all.
From now on, I’m going to take care of me now.
Then, after the lunch break, the talk about Sakurayama-san spread quickly, and everyone said in unison.
“Isn’t it a matter of karma?”
-Maiban
Hmph!