Chapter 4 - First Friend
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Not surprising at this point that the eyes of the girls closely followed the boys as they walked from the entrance of the class to their assigned seats.
Three boys, huh..? I thought that there would be six of them? Maybe the rest of the boys are playing truant? Or... are they the non-attending ones?
The girls didn't look surprised or disappointed by the non-arrival of the other boys. Rather, their full concentration was on the three boys sitting presently in the classroom.
The boys seem to be of differing styles, but they don't seem like anything special to me. Oh well, it's not like I would want to have anything to do with them in any manner whatsoever.
After taking the attendance, the teacher said that we have a few minutes without supervision first, before the start of the group building activities. Having said that, the class teacher walked out of the class to return to the staff room.
The girls around me are amazing, though. Some of them overheard the conversations between the boys as they walked in, and their talk was being whispered around by the girls. Details like their names, age, birthday, hobbies... the girls seemed to have leeched out that much info without even directly talking to the boys!
Even if I wasn't interested in the boys, they were all that everyone was talking about, and so I ended up knowing them more than I wanted to.
The first one, sitting in the centre of the class, is Warren Luthor. Blue eyes and brown hair. He is said to love music topics, and he's said to be popular among the fan girls for his cold manner of speech.
I mean, really? But... the dude arrived just earlier! How the heck did so many details come out already?? And, they have such detailed information that it doesn't seem to be fake either...
The next one I came to know about was Ricky Pickering. Blue eyes and red shoulder-length hair. He said to have a bookish charm... whatever that is supposed to mean. He is shorter than the other two and seems to be popular among sadists and a 'special' segment of admirers. If you know, you know.
The last one is named Danny Giles. Amber eyes and short violet hair. He has a delinquent type of look, with narrow eyes and a sharp chin. Some girls and that he looks cool and dreamy. I even heard them say that no matter if he was an arrogant and abusive boy, the girls would love to get together with him...
What the fuck have these girls been smoking?? Other than that, timid and introvert-looking Ricky, the other two seem like bad picks for romance partners!
Or, maybe... are they really the 'hot commodities' these days? Do girls actually like those kinds of 'bad man' features in a person? Is this what they call being in love?
Don't tell that this was why I failed so many times...? Just because I always want to do the right thing and be true to my ideals??
Oh hell, this world seems to be shitty too!
Damn it... I can't behave like an asshole just to win some glances from the girls around me. That would just be me behaving like somebody else. No point in being liked that way. I-I want to be liked for being me, not someone else!
No, that's not the main point here. Rather, why aren't these girls talking about the hot girls within the class?? I need that kind of information, not this stupid boy's horseshit!
Ricky sat near the front row, surrounded by girls from all sides as he fiddled with his smartphone with a sad look on his face.
Did he wish to sit with the boys instead? Or rather, the boys didn't talk to each other long, right? They had just introduced themselves to each other and went their ways. How did these girls gather and spread this much information so quickly? Seriously... these girls are somewhat scary.
The other two men are going about their own things without being mindful of the girls surrounding them. Honestly, if it were me, I would have certainly felt very uncomfortable in a situation like that.
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As I was sitting there, bored out of my mind while thinking about random shit, a mellow voice sounded into my ear from right next to me.
"So, which one of the boys is your target?"
I was so surprised that my shoulder shook in fright. Seeing me like this, the girl next to me spoke up again,
"Sorry if I startled you, really sorry..."
"Oh, no, no, it's fine. I was just a little surprised."
My shy heart still felt reserved upon interacting with a girl, but I tried my best to act normally as I replied to her,
"So, did you need something?"
Crap, did I just make a big mistake? Why am I sounding so rude all of a sudden??
"No, no... I don't want anything special. Just wanted to talk for a bit..."
"Uh, sorry. I didn't mean that earlier."
'It's okay, it's okay. I am sorry for startling you, too."
W-What kind of angel has descended next to me here??
She is so forgiving... and pretty too. With brown eyes and long black hair, she looks like a neat and quiet, proper young lady from some noble house.
Although the beauty level of the girls in this class is rather high, with most being either cute or pretty looking, the angel next to me was an absolute charmer!
And she is polite, having a soothing voice as well. It would be no exaggeration to say that she is the most beautiful girl I have ever talked to in either of my lifetimes!
I was having a storm passing by in my mind, while the beauty started to introduce herself,
"Oh, look at me. Forgot to introduce myself again. I am Michelle Stinson. Hopefully, we can be friendly with each other from now on."
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