Chapter 112: Clock sounds
Translator: Soafp
【I think I'll change according to >>5 Pert 21】
1: Username: 1
Finally done…
2: Username: Anonymous in Love
Did something happen?
3: Username: Anonymous in Love
Probably class-related, time-wise.
4: Username: 1
It was during dance class, and we had practice time for everyone. Then, someone from the dance club said, “Show us your dance,” and suddenly, a bunch of eyes turned towards me.
5: Username: Anonymous in Love
That sounds like hell, lol.
6: Username: Anonymous in Love
Did you dance?
7: Username: 1
I managed to escape.
8: Username: Anonymous in Love
Are you okay? Those guys definitely have some hostile feelings towards you.
9: Username: 1
Thanks. I think I'm okay… Dancing itself is fun, so I'm trying not to let it bother me.
10: Username: 1
I just kind of regret it a little.
What if I had danced in front of them and ended up making friends?
11: Username: Anonymous in Love
Hmm…
12: Username: Anonymous in Love
Maybe if you were really clumsy, but I doubt that’s the case.
13: Username: Anonymous in Love
Yeah.
14: Username: Anonymous in Love
It’s uncomfortable just hearing about it. Are you really okay?
15: Username: 1
You guys are being really nice, huh?
16: Username: Anonymous in Love
Well, you haven't seemed very cheerful lately.
17: Username: 1
Is that so…?
“…Phew.”
I closed the message board, took out a snack, and took a deep breath. The place was, of course, my favorite solo bench (my special spot).
And lo and behold… what I had in hand was that curry bread.
Bought at the regular price—400 yen!
Moreover, this time it was the Butter Chicken flavor.
I couldn’t contain my excitement.
It feels like an Indian person is about to burst from my throat (?). By the way, Indian movies really do have a lot of dancing. I watched one recently and was quite moved.
“(Excited)”
After surviving that hell (gym class), this was my reward.
Today has been tough in various ways… I think I deserve at least this much.
It's okay. Even if the other students are worried, eating curry bread will make it all better.
With great anticipation, I was about to dig in—
――”This place is nice!” “Oh, yes. It’s my first time in the courtyard… Eating outside feels refreshing!”――
…My hand stopped opening the package.
In the courtyard, I heard voices from a distance—Momiji-san and some girls from another class.
“It's like a hidden gem!” “The breeze feels great!”
Just by their voices, I could tell they were having a good time.
So, I quietly left the area without letting them notice.
Even though it was only a short distance, I felt out of breath.
Being alone felt strangely heavy.
Ding dong, ding dong――
Fifth and sixth periods.
In the end, I decided to save the curry bread for after I got home.
If I ate it in the classroom, it would probably smell terrible. So, that's how today's classes came to an end.
In the end… I didn't talk to the girls sitting next to me.
“U-Um, good job! You two.”
“Bye-bye☆”
“Yeah.”
The two of them walked away.
They returned my greeting.
So—it’s fine. It's fine.
Just one day. I'm probably overthinking it.
Negative thoughts can become a disease if they go too far.
“…Ah, that's right.”
My phone.
I sent a message to the girl sitting to my right.
It was too hard to talk to her directly right now. I couldn’t help but think about what would happen if she rejected me…
Hajime Toumachi: “Do you want to walk home together today?”
My fingers.
If they were trembling, it must have just been my imagination.
Momo: “Sorry, but I'm practicing dance with Ayanon today.”
Hajime Toumachi: “Ah, got it. Good luck!”
Momo: “Yeah, thanks!”
I closed my phone and stood up.
Just one day.
Just one day, and it felt like everything tilted toward the negative.
I try to remind myself of this in my heart.
The walls of the classroom—the familiar clock in black and white.
The sound of it ticking echoed slightly in my ears.
And then, on the following Tuesday.
After finishing the sixth period, the sound I heard just before leaving was.
Getting louder and louder—ringing in my ears.
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As someone who used to be an introvert during my school days, all this overthinking seems so relatable. After meeting many new people and making real friends, all the nervousness disappeared like it never existed, but why is ot so difficult during school years I wonder...