I left the elevator and headed towards my new classroom. For a moment, I stopped at the entrance of the dormitories, trying to see if anyone was there. However, I didn't see anyone, so I continued walking. I was expecting to see Ichinose, as we had been going to class together and it had become a routine. I thought we would go together today as well, but I guess that wasn't the case.
As I walked towards my new class, I stopped for a moment to admire the beauty of the trees surrounding the campus. Their green leaves danced gently in the morning breeze, creating a soft rustling sound that enveloped me. The sun filtered through the branches, casting golden gleams of light onto the path.
In the distance, I could hear the joyful singing of birds fluttering among the tree branches. Their melodies filled the air with a sense of life and freedom. It was as if nature itself was celebrating the beginning of a new day.
As I immersed myself in this natural environment, I felt a sense of freedom that I had never experienced before. The tranquility of the landscape and the sounds of nature surrounded me, giving me a sense of peace and serenity that I had never known.
I walked lightly, savoring every moment of this unique experience. Each breath was filled with the refreshing freshness of the morning air, while each step brought me closer to the intoxicating sense of freedom emanating from this environment. In that moment, I realized that I was savoring freedom for the first time in my life. I decided to hold onto these small moments and enjoy them to the fullest.
Upon arriving at my new classroom, I stopped for a moment to reflect and plan how I would present myself. My first presentation was a disaster, so I was determined to put in a little more effort this time to avoid failing again.
As I stood in front of the door, a soft voice resonated in my ears. To my right, a woman with brown hair delicately framing her face, honey-colored eyes radiating warmth and curiosity, and a charming figure exuding elegance and confidence, softly pronounced my name.
Her smile was captivating, illuminating the space around her as her lips gracefully moved while saying my name. Her voice, sweet and melodious, seemed to envelop me in an aura of mystery and allure.
Her features were delicate, her skin soft like velvet, and her gestures elegant and assured. Every movement she made seemed filled with grace and charm. Her presence was magnetic, drawing all eyes toward her.
Hoshinomiya: Good morning, Ayanokouji-kun! - greeted my new teacher with great energy in her voice.
Ayanokouji: Good morning, Hoshinomiya-sensei - I responded.
Hoshinomiya: Ayanokouji-kun, now that you are a student in my class, you can call me Chie-sensei, you know? - she said with a mischievous smile on her face.
Ayanokouji: It's not necessary, I will continue calling you Hoshinomiya-sensei - I replied.
Hoshinomiya: Come on, Kiyotaka-kun, you don't have to be so formal - she pouted cutely, which was inappropriate for someone nearing their 30s - From now on, you have to call me Chie-sensei, okay? - it seemed like I had no other option but to accept, as she would keep asking for it later.
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Desired class shift
Fanfic"Kiyotaka no longer wanted to be a part of his class due to the hatred he received, so he sought a way to change classes." "This will be my first fanfic, and English is not my native language. I was just bored, so I decided to create my little story...
