When I, a streamer with some more than 10 registered subscribers, announced my retirement with a face-reveal; as all my viewers were the Madonnas of the school, I ended up losing my current place at school all in all.

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As soon as I sat down, the bell rang to start homeroom, and my homeroom teacher came in, looking a little cranky.

I don’t know why he was in a bad mood, well it has nothing to do with me in the first place, so I don’t care.

Come to think of it, I wonder where that person who handed me my student ID card and then suddenly hugged me; had gone.

By the time I got back to Akane, she had already disappeared without saying a word, and I had even forgotten about her until just now.

Did I properly thank her?

The incident of getting hugged was so much for my memory capacity, that I forgot whether I said the most important ‘thank you’ or not.

Un~nnn, probably I didn’t, that is why I clearly remember her face, so, if I pass by her at school, I’ll thank her properly.

But then again, I don’t know if I can start a conversation with her.

At times like this, an introvert is clearly at a disadvantage.

Even though I want to fix myself, I just couldn’t.

And so, throughout the homeroom, I went on and on thinking about it.

When the bell rang marking the end of homeroom, my classmates stood up and began talking with their friends.

Needless to say, I remained seated on my seat.

Haaah, Someday, I’d also like to converse happily and foolishly with my friends like everyone else.

Then every day would be fun.

I lay on my face down on the desk avoiding to accept my present sad reality while letting my dreams of someday of future fulfill my desires.

But still, laying on my face, these glasses are just so getting on the way oi. Well, since it’s the request of Akane, so I’ll be careful not to take them off too.

*Thump, thump

Nn? Somehow I feel someone hitting my back?

Nope, there’s no way anyone in this class would want to talk with me.

Maybe it’s just my imagination.

*Thump, thump

…This cannot be my imagination at all

Just who in the world would have anything to do with me?

Is it some creep? Or perhaps someone scary?

I so don’t want to look up.

Decided not to look up…but the said person grabbed hold of my face and forced me to face them.

“I was so sorry. I’m very extremely sorry. I’ll do anything you ask, just my life…”

“Fufufu~ what are you even saying?”

“Eh?”

“Eh? wait. A-ha-ha-ha. You’re Uminagi Hiroto-kun correct?”

“That’s exactly what I go by though.”

This person was the class president, Shizuhara Reika.

“I’m so glad. So I got it correct!”

I unexpectedly had my heart skip a beat.

“Shi, for someone like Shizuhara-san, what do you want from someone like me?”

“Please excuse me for a moment, okay.”

Shizuhara-san said that and brought her face very close to mine.

Wai–, wait…!

And my glasses were removed

“As I thought…”

“Wait, my glasses…”

Shizuhara-san suddenly took off my glasses.

She may or may not remember about me right now, but we have had a shared connection once in the past.

It was when I was still in kindergarten.

I attended a kindergarten called ‘Yui Hana’ Kindergarten, and whenever I arrived there, I would find a girl who I always saw having fun and playing there.

That girl was Shizuhara Reika-san.

The Shizuhara-san of the past and the present are so different, back then, she was the most energetic girl of the class, while now she is like the chairperson of the class. In short, a prim and proper kind.

Her shiny shoulder-length black hair gives off a bewitching charm about her.

Her face and looks are also pretty, enough to complete with the top 10 girls in her grade. Frankly speaking, I like her.

However, that was the story about 10 years ago. There was no way Shizuhara-san would remember me after all this time.

After all, I had moved away from there since elementary school.

When I entered high school, and now just before going to my respected sophomore classroom, I honestly couldn’t hide my surprise when I saw her name on the class lists.

Like, I would be once again get to see her appearance.

I, who has already became the resident of this shadowy introvert space, had never thought of getting involved with someone like her, but I guess it’s some kind of fate that she was now talking directly to me right now.

“I’m sorry for suddenly taking off your glasses. But Uminagi-kun you don’t have bad eyesight in the first place, do you?”

“Un, but it can’t be helped.”

” ‘can’t be helped’? Fu~un. I wouldn’t ask you what’s that all about. BUt if it’s something weird, I’ll just tell you, I will be always there to help, okay.”

“Eh, Ah, Thank you.”

Surprised by her unexpected words, I instinctively stutter.

“Ah, now that I think about it. For the moment when you start feeling that ‘The person is getting a little creepy’ or might even end up feeling fearful for all possibilities, so, if you are ok with it, would you like to exchange contact information with me?”

Ex–Exchanging contact information?! With someone like me?

Wh–why? Does she maybe, by any change still remember me.

“Perhaps no, I don’t see any sign of it.”

“I–is it perhaps a No?”

“N–, nope. I will appreciate your help.”

Hearing me say that, Shizuhara-san gave out a bright and happy smile and pulled out her phone from her pocket, helding it out in front of me.

From which I then scanned the QR code displayed on the screen with my camera.

Shizuhara-san was the first girl outside family whose contact number was saved in my mobile contact list.

“Well then, later Uminagi-kun! I’ll call you up later.”

Saying which, she went back to her seat.

So she was going to contact, with me….

For something like this to happen, I feel honestly happy.