CH 1

「Haa, haa, haa」

Right now I’m in a hurry….

My name is Soumei Saioji, and I’m my second year of high school. I have a black past of being teased by people who used to call me by “Prince” because of my name.

I’ve moved to a new city because of family reasons. To a place with a few bad memories….

Both my parents are quite carefree, so I leave alone. They send me money, but I’m trying to balance my studies and work so that one day, I can live on my own.

I never imagined that something out of a shoujo manga would happen while I was thinking this.

‘Don’

「Kyaa!」

「Eh….」

Right as I was about to turn into a corner, I bumped into a girl. I feel like I messed up her hair because of the collision.

「Ah, I, I’m sorry, I’m in a hurry….」

I offer my hand to the girl, who was wearing the same uniform…

「Oh, no, it’s oka–y!?」

She looked at my face and was surprised for some reason.

「I, is there something wrong?」

「Huh!? Ah, no, i, it’s nothing.」

The girl took the hand I extended to her, and stood up.

「I’m sorry! I’m in a bit of a hurry! We’re probably going to the same school, so I’ll apologize then! Bye!!」

And I ran off apologetically. Yes, I’m in a real hurry. Because today is the first day of school, and I’m a transfer student, that’s why I need to get to school as fast as possible…

But why do I feel like I’ve seen that girl’s face before—

I ran for about 10 minutes. I’m reasonably confident in my physical strength… Not. I spend most of my days off in my room, and I’m a bit thin. I don’t really want to run like this, but today’s the entrance ceremony, so, it can’t be helped.

When it comes to school life, especially when you’re a transfer student, the first impression is the most important. I hurried into the gymnasium and went to the class that I had been informed about by e-mail. Apparently, they didn’t order the students by height, well, of course.

It’s impossible for them to make us stand in height order, because they haven’t done the physical examination yet.

「I’m about to start the opening ceremony of Teruya Issen High School—」

「Then—」

「……」

「Finally, I would like to ask that you all do your best studying and in club activities. Now, please head to your classrooms.」

…It was long, really long. After every ceremony like this, I always think that participation should be voluntary. Those who want to participate should do so, and those who don’t want to participate should not. Of course, I would choose the latter.

I decided to head to my classroom, Class 2, Year 2.

「Okay, wait there for a minute.」

And I was told by the teacher to stand in the hallway, so I could probably introduce myself as the transfer student.

This is common in romance novels and the like, but the thought of it actually hapenning to me makes me somewhat nervous.

「Next, I’d like to introduce the new student who transferred to this school.」

「Eh? A boy? A girl?」

The whole class was buzzing.

「It’s a boy.」

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…The boys clearly lowered their voices, and the girls were still buzzing.

「Alright, come on in, then.」

At last, I’m called in.

Claaaang.

I opened the door and slowly walked to the teacher’s desk.

「I’m Soumei Saioji, a transfer student, and I look forward working with you this year.」

「Nice to meet you-」

「Nice to meet you!」

Everyone seems to have accepted me, thank goodness.

「Then you can sit over there.」

「Ah, yes.」

Then I went to the last seat, the one farthest from the door. I thought that if I set here, I might not be caught sleeping during class.

With this thought in mind, I took my seat. Then I spoke to the person sitting next to me.

「Oh, nice to meet you for a year.」

「Ah, yes, nice to meet you.」

…..I know her from somewhere…..Ah.

「Huh? Are you from this morning…?」

「Yes, that’s right.」

「Oh, I’m sorry about earlier.」

「No, it’s fine, we’re friends, right?」

「Eh?」

Then she suddenly started to adjust her hair, which was still a mess. And after she was done, she looked like a beautiful girl! She had short brown bob hair, eyes that looked as if they would suck you in if you stared at them, and a mouth that was a little small, but there was something that tickled men’s fancy. ….Wait, what?

「Eh, eh?」

「Long time no see! So-kun」

「Eh, no, eh? Huh?」

I was confused, because in front of me was Hatsune Shirayuki, the girl I had been dating a year ago. Hatsune transferred to a different school a year ago, was it here? If that’s the case, th, that’s bad.

「So-kun, why did you ignore my messages?」

「……」

The reason why I broke up with Hatsune is not because she had changed schools, or because it’s hard to have a long-distance relationship, but simply because she’s a little, no, she’s very jealous. If there exists a better word than jealousy, I’d like to use it.

In the message-app known as “LETR” I was cut off from all contact with other girls, and even with my family. When I finally had enough, I went to a bookstore I was familiar with and talked about books with the female clerk, when I got home, she cut me with a compass needle. Well, when she said that she’s going to cut me, it was to drink a little blood or something. I asked her why, and she said, “To prove that So-kun is mine.”

As long as she doesn’t act strangely in public, I guess she’s better than those yanderes that appear in novels. But I don’t know, could this kind of behavior be called yandere-like? Unfortunately, I’ve only been in a relationship once, with Hatsune, so I’m not sure if this kind of behavior is normal or not.

「So-kun, why have you been ignoring my 100 messages a day?」

「……」

I wonder if couples are usually still attached to each other, even after they break up. I think we both agreed to do it, but…