Yesterday I was taken by Reika, and we walked around the city all day long. I got a haircut, bought some clothes, watched a movie, and soon all of those dark feelings dissipated.
I need to stop hesitating so much.
And weâre the only ones who need to know what really happened with my dad. Iâll just ignore what everyone else has to say about it.
Likewise, I should forget about Eri.
Yeah, I will feel those prickly stares at school, but I can just ignore these sorts of things. After all, Grandpaâs health tips are not only for strengthening the body, but also the mind.
When I stepped into the classroom, an indescribable sort of gaze stabbed me from all sides. I looked at my desk and saw some vile graffiti.
âSon of a criminalâ, âF*ck off, Scumâ, and even âS*xual harasser.â
Is this a childrenâs prank? Doesnât matter, I just need to change my desk.
And soon, I noticed something. When you sit all alone, you end up seeing a lot of things. The class seems equal on the surface, but if you look close enough, you can make out a hierarchy. No one explicitly decided it, but itâs still there, and everyone instinctively knew it.
I was already at a low position before all the rumors, so now I must be at the very bottom of the well, where people are usually bullied.
The top class bullies the middle class, which in turn makes a fuss and gloats at the bottom class so they can have the chance to move up.
Those in the lower strata live quietly and inconspicuously. Occasionally, they shed the teasing that comes from the middle class and tries not to rebel. And even they look down on those at the bottom.
Girls, however, are usually more sensitive to this hierarchy. If you step a millimeter out of line, you will fall quickly.
Eri was loved by everyone because of her beauty and friendliness. Many students misunderstood kindness for love, so Iâve always been careful not to fall for that. Thatâs why itâs okay, and she hates my guts now, to bootâŠ
Iâd say Eri was part of the highest rank in the hierarchy, while I was at the very bottom. Therefore, it was a mistake for her and me to be together in the first place.
First love is always fruitlessâŠ
âŠHm?
I donât know why, but for some reason, I thought of Reika, and the time we spent as kids.
To be completely honest, my childhood memories have faded since my dad died. Come to think of it, Reika is my childhood friend, too. We spent every day together until I was sixâ
As these thoughts flooded my mind, the teacher walked in. Behind him was⊠Eh?
âShush and take your seats! Quiet! Ah, as some of you may know, there is a new student joining us today⊠Could you please introduce yourself?â
A buzz arose in the class.
âYes, Iâm transferring to this school due to my parentsâ circumstances. My name is Reika Sakashita, and I look forward to working with you!â
My friend stood there in her school uniform, and the buzzing just kept getting worse.
âOh my God! Sheâs so cute!â
âToo damn cuteâŠâ
âSheâs a bit tight, but sheâs pretty.â
âDo you think sheâs prettier than Mashima-san?â
âIâm gonna switch to the Sakashita teamâŠâ
âIs she half-Japanese? An angel? OrâŠâ
The teacher taps on the blackboard to make the students go silent.
âAh. Sawada, Sakashita asked you to give her a tour of the school, so show her around during lunch break. Oh, and you should sit behind him too, Sakashita.â
I heard suspicious mutterings coming from my classmates, but she just walked toward me while paying no attention to the commotion.
âYaho~Â Iâm here for you! Hehe, now we can always be together!â
âOi, come on, really? Well, fine⊠Iâll show you around later.â
We high-fived and laughed heartily, which only added to my classmatesâ confusion.
Itâs okay for me to have friends.
âOh, so you get along with SawadaâŠâ
âIt looks like youâre really good friends.â
âIsnât this bad, Sakashita-san? Isnât he deceiving you?â
âOi, oi, what does this mean?!â
âDisgustingâŠâ
âIs he doing another crime?â
I could see the crease between her brows grow, so I took her by the arm and sat her down before she could say anything.
âDonât worry about it, this is Japan. And Iâve decided I donât care anymore.â
âOâOkay⊠If you say soâŠâ
For some reason, she shyly touched the hem of her uniform⊠Oh, skirts were rare for her, seeing that she only wore pants whenever we met.
âThe uniform looks great on you by the way. In any case, congratulations on moving in⊠Uh, is congratulations enough?â
âYâYeah, thanks⊠Itâs sooooooo uncomfortable down here though!â
And this is how Reika came to my classroom. While I donât know the reason why she did, I welcomed her from the bottom of my heart.
âHaahâŠÂ This is so annoying. Seriously.â
âCanât help it though, youâre a new student and you stand out. Even guys from other classes are coming here to see you.â
âIâm not some freak show.â
âChill, tomorrow things will settle down, so letâs just go eat.â
âMkay. Do you always eat alone?â
âOh, I used to eat with my friends, but things happened. So yeah, I guess Iâm alone now. Want me to be your guide, then?â
âGuide? I donât need no guide. I have the terrain all drilled right into my nogginâ.â
âOkay then. Well, how about we eat together in the classroom?â
She did not wanna leave me. Classmates tried to talk to her whenever I wasnât there, so when I walked into the hallway earlier, she was already surrounded by a lot of students, some even from other classesâŠ
âHmm, yeah, classroom seems to be the quietest placeâŠâ
So we spread our lunches on the table and started eating.
Meanwhile, I can hear my classmates talking behind my back. Both Reika and I had pretty good ears, so we knew what they were saying.
âI mean, what the hell was that?â
âSeriously, doesnât she know heâs a criminal?â
âSomeone has to tell herâŠâ
âShe canât be friends with that.â
âYou have to choose your friends properly, yâknow~â
âI mean, isnât that guy acting like a jerk? heâs talking too much!â
âHeâs trying so hard with his hair, itâs disgusting.â
Come to think of it, I always revert back to my old tone when Iâm with Reika⊠Well, thatâs okay, I wonât seem weak that way.
Eri always told me she liked kind guys, so I always used kind and tame wordsâForget about her.
I noticed Reika was putting all her strength into the spoon, and it was almost snapping.
âReika, donât worry about it. Iâm partly to blame for not making myself clear in the first place.â
âIf you say so⊠But I mean, seriously?! Isnât that too shady? Are these girls really 17-year-olds?â
âI mean, thatâs how it is here in Japan. Here, eat quickly⊠Hm?â
My former friend, Hayakawa, scurried into the classroom. He, like me, was perceived as a gloomy person. He never joined other classes, since it would be the worst thing for an introvert like him.
His eyes met mine, and he approached while scratching his head. Reika tried to hold up her spoon, but I stopped her gently and waited until he started to speak.
âToshiki, I⊠got mad at you yesterday. To be honest, I donât care about this âson of a criminalâ stuff. You thought I believed the rumors back then, didnât you? That was the thing that pissed me off⊠But Iâm really sorry, I acted poorly as well⊠Could we just make up?â
I almost dropped my chopsticks.
So Hayakawa brushed off the rumors as unimportant, and he was just mad at my attitude?
I kinda wanna laugh.
âAh, Iâm sorry too man⊠You know, I really thought no one believed in me.â
âHuh? You idiot! youâre my friend, right? Unlike my alcoholic, gambler, poor father⊠Damn it⊠Hm? By the way, whoâs the girl over there?â
âOh, so you donât know about her? Sheâs Reika Sakashita, my childhood friend.â
âHmm, not that cute⊠Yup, as expected, thicc women are the best~â
Hayakawa looked at Sachiko Goda, my classmate, with lewd eyes. Meanwhile, I saw Reikaâs eyebrows twitching, so I lip-synced to her.
âThis guy likes, um⊠Thick, fluffy, gorilla-like girls. Sorry about thatâŠâ
âOâOkay. Heâs your friend, so Iâll forgive him⊠I guess?â
Then his gaze turned toward the entrance of the classroom. Moe Nakajima, the girl from the Womenâs Manga Research Club, stood at the door.
âOh, Iâm here, Iâm here! As I expected, itâs hard to just get into a seniorâs classroom⊠Ayy, I got in without a hitch though!â
Nakajima walked, looking straight at me. She was angry and looked like she was almost crying.
âDummy, dummy, dummy, dummy, dummy! Why didnât you listen to me back then in the hallway? Hic~!â
She repeatedly hit my shoulder with soft hands. It was a very nostalgic exchange, to be honest.
âIâm sorry, Nakajima-san⊠I thought you hated me as well⊠Looks like I was wrong.â
âWâWhen did I ever say I hated you? ⊠Good grief, Iâll forgive you if you get me some ice cream.â
âSure, sure. Weâll eat it together next time.â
However, Reika interrupted us.
âFuâfun~ Youâre a cute junior, arenâtcha? ⊠Toshiki, are you actually popular? Well, get me ice cream too. I havenât hung out with you properly in forever.â
Nakajima pouted at Reika.
âHeh?! AâA beautiful girl? Whaaa?â
âUm, Nakajima-san, right? If youâre Toshikiâs friend, youâre my friend too. I look forward to working with you from now on.â
My junior looked at Reika, then at me, then back at her, then back at me, finally nodding shyly.
Thank goodness⊠Iâve had a lot of bad days, but it looks like Iâm going to have a peaceful school year.
⊠I shouldnât forget, however, that I was set up by Hiratsuka as the son of a criminal.
If any of my friends happen to have a bad experience because of me in the future, IâllâŠ