I was remembering the time I saw Takanashi-san offā¦
I was a little surprised to find myself waving at him before I even realized.
Iāve never done that beforeā¦ at least I donāt remember doing it to a boy.
At that momentā¦ When Takanashi-san looked back at me, I had a mysterious feeling that I couldnāt explain.
And by the time I noticed, I was already waving at him.
āFrom Sara-chanās perspective, what kind of person is Takanashi-san?ā
Grandma asked with fascination.
Well, Iām sure grandma has never seen me having a normal conversation with a boy of my age.
In fact, I believe that Takanashi-san was different from other boys.
Just like when Iām with my friends, I think Iām able to interact with him without thinking about unnecessary thoughts.
I am sure that the fact that he was the first member of the opposite gender who I did not find disgusting which seemed strange to me somehow.
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I have always been uncomfortable with boys.
I canāt remember my kindergarten days, but when I was in elementary school, I remember being bullied by boys a lot.
It wasnāt just one or two boys.
Itās not even limited to my classmates, there were also boys who came from other classes that went out of their way to tease me.
In worse cases, I was annoyed when they hid my things from me.
If I talked to a boy in good faith, they would start screaming that I must have liked him.
And even in junior high school, the boys didnāt seem to have changed much.
Will they never grow up and forever be child-like?
Some of the boys would talk about games and anime all the time, and some of them would brag about it even though I didnāt ask them.
And even though Iām just listening to them, before I even knew it, they would say that we are dating or something like thatā¦
Some of the guys would even say gibberish like, āDonāt talk to my girlā.
It was getting tiresome and I felt it was a waste of time to deal with them, so I decided to speak up to these childish boys who couldnāt even read the situation.
āStop talking to me, youāre an eyesore. And who are you calling your girlfriend? Are you crazy to the point that you canāt tell the difference between fantasy and reality?ā
I can still remember the surprised look on the boyās face who had referred to me as his girlfriend.
After that, the boysā impression of me became worseā¦ as if I care.
On the other hand, girls started to talk to me a lot, regardless of what class they were in.
The girls who said they were sick and tired of the boysā childish and annoying behavior said that I was cool and that it made them feel better.
But while they said that they were annoyed, in the end they were trying to get closer to such boys and it looked disgustingā¦ I guess thatās just the way it is.
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I have no intention of changing my attitude.
But I also understand that this attitude of mine will only make me more enemies.
To not have anyone complain about meā¦
I know for a fact that I am not bad at studying.
I donāt mind housework and household tasks either.
Since I had the time anyway, I decided to do everything I could to improve myself.
ćIt canāt be helped since itās herć. Iāll make everyone think like that and stop anyone from complaining.
Of course, even when I entered high school, I didnāt change my attitude.
The stupidity of the boys seems to be getting biggerā¦
A frivolous man with brown hair who looks stupid just by looking at himā¦ Exposing his low level of intelligence, he made a fuss without regard to the surroundings with his unpleasant language.
Even though he doesnāt know anything about me, he suddenly asked me to go out with him in a frivolous manner.
On top of that, an increasing number of boys, even those who looked normal, confessed that they like me, a total stranger.
I donāt even know them, so if they suddenly told me that they like me, it doesnāt make sense. What do they know about me, and what do they like about me?
The number of such boys increased to the point that it made me fed up, making my attitude harsher.
Partly for my own purposes, I immediately accepted the invitation from the student council.
Although I didnāt want to, I found myself becoming the vice president and I tried to fulfill as many requests as I could, especially those from the students that I thought were necessaryā¦ of course, it was all calculated.
The requests to the student councilā¦ I thought it would be useful to make people become aware of me by successfully fulfilling their requests while keeping them at a reasonable range.
I also studied hard.
Furthermore, I think I did well in physical education, home economics, and other non-written areas.
And before I knew it, the upperclassmen, classmates, and juniors were all saying how great I was.
Although I was just doing my job normally, it was nice to be appreciated.
But because my actions were all out of selfishness, it was difficult for me to honestly express my delight.
There were more people who were willing to assist me.
Especially my classmate Natsumi, who was as boyish and energetic as she looked. She always pushed me to be more friendly.
Thatā s why I found myself being able to talk to her normally.
And now I think of her as my very dear best friend.
In the student council, I believe that everyone has properly accepted me.
As vice president, I gave out orders as usual.
Sometimesā¦ no, alwaysā¦ I give them a hard time.
Perhaps because of this, not many people approach me unless they have a clear reason to do so.
Thatās when I met Takanashi-san.
He seemed to be a type of guy that had never approached me before.
Itās hard to sayā¦ but every time I came in contact with him at school, I became a little more interested.
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I went home and somehow thought about my day.
I went home and thought about what happened today.
ā¦Thatās right, I need to thank himā¦
That said, I wonder how I should do it.
Iāve already promised to give him something ćsimpleć.
In the first place, Iāve never given a present to a boy before.
Sweets wonāt do the trickā¦ if I gave him a small accessory, though I donāt even know if he will be needing itā¦
Was there anything that could give me a clue? Letās try to remember the usual Takanashi-san at the flower bed.
First of all, he came to the flower bed and ate his onigiri firstā¦
It seems that Takanashi-san always ate only onigiri.
Bentoā¦ I donāt want it to be the same as onigiri, so letās add some side dishesā¦
If I can find out what Takanashi-sanās favorite side dish isā¦