The 2nd term is finally coming to an end.
The school trip passed away like a fading dream, but it's soon the winter vacation for the second years.
Winter is the end of the year, the season of farewells.
The lowest temperature today is 1℃, so it's been quite cold.
The students running through the road are also chatting about the cold while blowing out their white breaths.
Every morning, I watch this uneventful daily scene and carve it into my memory.
This may be pointless for someone who only lives in the now. However, what about the ones who know this time is limited?
What would happen if they knew that they could only look at this scene for one more year?
I think that they would see this daily life as a glittering gem.
While waiting for someone to come and gazing at the scenery of daily life, a message arrived.
"Come to the student council room after school today."
The forceful text that didn't let me say yes or no came from Nagumo. "The student council room?"
I'm not very interested, but, thinking about the future, I can't refuse him so easily.
Besides, even if we had a conflict of interest, we cooperated in the culture festival.
I gave a short reply only saying "okay", and turned the screen off.
As I returned to gazing at the students and the scenery, Kushida entered my line of sight.
She smiled and waved, not really giving me a proper greeting. So I raised my hand up in response, but — just before she passed, she glared right at me.
"What are you doing...? Since the morning."
I waved at her because she waved at me, but why do I have to be glared at? I think she wanted to confirm no one else saw her face, but I don't know what I did.
I understand if this is because she simply hates me because of our history but...
I feel like she just did a hit and run on me.
"Sorry Kiyotaka! I'm here!"
Just then, she came running from the direction of the dormitory and called out to me.
"You're only a few minutes late, don't worry about it so much."
"But...! Anyway, isn't it too cold to wait out here?"
We were supposed to meet in the dormitory's lobby, so she showed me a suspicious expression.
"I'm fine. More importantly, you missed a part."
Kei must have been in quite a hurry, as it is unlike her to make a mistake like this.
"No way!"
She covered her face in shame. Then, she used her fingers as a comb to try and fix it.
However, no matter how many times she tried, it jumped back up. "Uaah, what should I do..!?"
"I don't think you need to worry that much. Hondou and Ike come to class with way worse bed-hair."
"Don't compare me with boys!! Ugh, I'll go to the toilet when we get to school..."
Kei started walking while hiding her bed-hair with embarrassment. Well, there's nothing wrong with caring about the way you look.
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Classroom Of The Elite Year 2 Volume 9
Teen Fiction"As I thought, I guess that means Ichinose-san has given up on getting to Class A?" December, after the end of the School Trip. The final Special Test of the second semester, the Cooperative Written Test is announced. In this test, everyone takes tu...