High school was probably the most youthful place in the world.
When he was in middle school, he was in the early stages of establishing his worldview. There was often a magical phenomenon like chuunibyou syndrome, so he was unable to develop interpersonal relationships. Moreover, because she had not been in primary school for long, her behavior was still a little problematic.
However, high school students were different. They had enough reason to think about their own survival, but under the care of their parents, they were still a little far away. Therefore, they did everything they could to express the proposition of youth. Whether it was true or fake, everyone looked full of vitality, even if it was an extremely cold and rainy day.
"Yo, good morning. Hey, did you guys watch the wrestling competition last night? It's super cool!"
"Yes, yes, that Argentina back throw was so cool!”
"What are you talking about? Was it yesterday's drama?"
"It was a fall! You idiot!"
"Ahaha!"
This was a topic that the boys often talked about.
"Hey, did you guys watch the Korean drama yesterday? Let me tell you about the plot. It was so touching. I cried the whole night yesterday.”
"Yeah, that Chenghui is so handsome. What should we do? I want to go to Han country to see the real person ~"
"I quite like that second male lead. That cool look is really mesmerizing ~"
"Ah la la ~ You like him?"
"I hate it, I don't!"
This was a topic that girls often talked about.
It was so good that even the cloudy sky could not stop the release of the school's youthful hormones.
As long as he walked through the school gate, it was as if he had walked into another world. The students formed small groups in the hall and made a ruckus, as if they couldn't show their youth if they didn't do so.
Even before entering the hall, one could hear their extremely arrogant laughter. Just as the novels often described, the laughter spread far and wide, reflecting the students 'praise and vitality for youth. Just like their 15 to 18 years of age, when their lives were filled with hope and dreams, they had a kind of vitality that could never be imagined in other eras.
However, this was just a pretty word.
To be honest, it was really troublesome to deal with other people. No one would care about those things. Wasn't it very tiring for people who were pretending to be real? Every day, he would laugh and make a scene like an idiot.
No one will really care about you, except your parents. Everyone was just putting on a show and pretending to be young. Didn't she just want everyone to look at her? He pretended to be very energetic, as if he was very powerful. Yes, yes, we understand. So can you please move aside? Baldies. (Laughter)
He always said that he would be as great as someone else if he worked hard, as if he would definitely succeed if he worked hard. He always said that others were definitely inferior to him, as if others would slow down for him. Or he would tell others that as long as they worked hard, they would be stronger than him, as if they were absolutely talented. Shouldn't he be a little more mature? High school students? Closing his eyes was a child's action. How about taking a look at modern society? For example, political news about the prime minister stepping down.
Ah, thanks to this, I made some money online. Being someone else's mouth would naturally receive a portion of the gratitude fund. This was a transaction. As for saying that he didn't have his own will, we're not children. Let's just laugh.
Loneliness was long live, loneliness was perfection.
When you don't formally communicate with others, others won't formally communicate with you. At the same time, the information imbalance would naturally allow your secret to be perfectly preserved. Your hard work, your money, your transactions, no one will know. This was the most perfect and safest way to keep a secret. It was better than any safe.
What was the safest way to hide a secret? Of course, it was the safest not to tell anyone. Communication with anyone would result in the exchange of information. This kind of behavior was undoubtedly the most terrible thing to expose one's secrets to others.
Therefore, loneliness was a person's greatest and most powerful strength.
Those who could admit to being lonely were all strong people in this world.
He was accumulating strength alone in the shadows, accumulating his own talent and power. People who did not accumulate their strength in loneliness were either stupid or had this psychological shadow. Unfortunately, although I have the last standard, I don't have the first one. Even if it was to break the last standard, I would secretly accumulate and purify my power.
So even in this place where accidents were most likely to happen, I still insisted on my own secret pace. Like a shadow, she put away her umbrella from the corner and took out her shoes from the shoe box to change into them.
It didn't attract anyone's attention. They didn't even sense that a 2nd year student from Class J named Hikiya Hachiman had come to this place.
As for whether he was saying that he didn't have a sense of existence or not, it was a complete joke. Because wasn't he the only one in these people's hearts? The person was there, but it depended on whether he could talk to her. To those people, Hikiya Hachiman was a useless person, so he walked over calmly without attracting anyone's attention. It was because they didn't want to look at me, not because I didn't have a sense of existence.
In the end, the word sense of existence was originally used from the perspective of an observer, right? Only people who were unwilling to look at others could judge whether a person had a sense of existence or not. For example, if a person who doesn't talk to me comes in at the same time and pace as me, if they look different, they will have a completely different fate.
Thus, I observed the commotion.
"Look, look, it's that Xue Zhi Xue Nai.”
"Eh? Really? She looked really beautiful, just like a snow maiden.”
"Not only that, but her father is also a councilor and the president of a construction company. Tsk, this guy's private life is as rotten as the ones on TV, right?”
"No, I don't think so…"
She was awe-inspiring, had excellent results, was beautiful, and had a slender figure. She was a proud daughter of heaven.
When Yukishino and Hikiya Hachimata stepped into the hall at the same time, only Yukishino received everyone's attention.
The girls began to whisper in private, using their delusions to figure out other people's attitudes towards life. The girl with a dark heart gritted her teeth with hatred, squeezing out all kinds of unimaginable assumptions from her teeth.
The boys who were originally noisy either deliberately raised their voices to show that they were very bold, or they began to talk about literary quality with others. Some even stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the beautiful girl. Because it was a kind of affirmation and belief in beautiful things.
He hadn't done anything, but he had attracted everyone's attention. An outstanding talent was really powerful. (Laughter)
However, the girl who spread the rumors in private…was her name Sagami Minami or Kitami? This guy was still quite loyal to his own desires. In the future, he would definitely be burned by his own desires. Without anyone's help, he would be a good-for-nothing.
It wasn't strange for such behavior to appear under the snow. She had always been the highlight of the crowd, and she was too honest to be perfunctory, let alone hide her edge. It would be strange if she, who did not know how to be introverted, was not egotistical under such conditions. It was rather rare to be egotistical.
“……”
Even though the crowd was shouting at him, Under the Snow did not waver.
He calmly opened his shoe box and ignored the few dark pink love letters inside. His expression did not even change as he calmly changed into his boots and closed the shoe box. This caused the expressions of some of the youths who had been paying attention to this place to instantly change.
However, it didn't matter to Miss Under the Snow what other people thought. After stepping on her feet to make sure that there was nothing wrong with her boots, the mountain flower nodded in satisfaction. He turned around and put the blue umbrella into the umbrella bucket. Then, he picked up his bag and turned around to walk towards Class J. She ignored the boys who were sneakily trying to insert their umbrellas into the umbrella barrels under the snow.
After all, it was impossible for these students to have the courage to strike up a conversation. Perhaps for these boys who adored the snow, putting umbrellas together and taking a close look at the snow after school was the greatest happiness? Anyway, the teachers and students were not in a public place, so it was impossible for an eyesore to appear here.
Thinking about it carefully, this person under the snow was quite pitiful, wasn't he? Every time it rained, it would usher in a not-so-wonderful day, and she, who was a perfectionist, would not allow herself to make any mistakes. It was indeed a lot of pressure for her to think about it this way.
But just like she said, there were no victims in this world. When he realized his own sharpness, he had to seal it at the right time and wait for a better opportunity to reveal it. The saying 'the bird that sticks out gets shot' was full of folk wisdom. To appear here when one's own ability was not enough to deal with the future, to be honest, it was really a stupid choice. Perhaps this was also one of the standards of her life?
He had to consider it. If he did not think carefully, he would not be able to live up to his reward. As a teacher, Shizuka Hiratsuka's vision was indeed that of an education worker. She was able to clearly distinguish between what was beneficial and what was not. Even if it's for those cute Max coffees, I can't give up on this commission halfway.
Perhaps Shizuka Shizu-sensei had expected me to make such a choice? Did he think too highly of her?
I casually put the umbrella into the bucket far away from the snow. After changing my boots, I took out a can of Max coffee from my bag. After throwing it into the trash can, I carried a can of coffee and walked towards Class J.
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