What I thought was a good sign was a bit out of line than I wished for.
Could it be that Leto's personality was affected by changing many times? Or was it because he suddenly became a celebrity, so he became careful with his words and actions? He refrained from swearing occasionally and erased the frown from his face.
It was a real surprise from his usual fierce and blunt personality.
Yeah, that was certainly a good sign. If only that applied to everyone......
After classes were all over, I headed to the study room after a long time.
There were only a few days left before summer vacation. Students often headed to the library to study hard even during this time.
Even though I had come to the library right after class, I could see the seats were all filled.
'Then what should I do?'
Even if we were on an equal footing now, it was clear that the gap would widen after graduation.
I couldn't help but laugh when I realised that my future was bleak if I continued to only think about Leto.
'......I should study hard.'
The thought remained even after entering the dormitory. I belatedly opened the book and was determined to get good grades in the remaining semesters.
People use to say that starting meant that half of the work is done. And here, I just started.
What should I do after graduation? Maybe I'll go down to my hometown, the South, and get a decent job.
So what does it matter what Leto and the other kids do? Apart from me, everyone was a young master or lady of a great family.
To be equal to them, I couldn't just get a job at a decent place.
As I tried to concentrate, I heard the door open. Leto entered, indicating that the conversion with Senior Jimbo was over.
Normally, I would have been curious about what he had talked about with senior, but now, with the future uncertain, I picked up the quill.
Leto went into the bathroom without saying a word, perhaps not wanting to disturb me. I thought he was going to wash up for a while, but I heard the door open again.
With a deep sigh, Leto sat on the bed and stared at me. He looked like he had a lot to say.
I ignored him and tried to solve the next question, but as Leto's eyes grew anxious, I couldn't concentrate.
Eventually, I placed the quill down and looked at him with a resentful look.
"What's the matter?"
"Do you really like women?"
I was wondering what he wanted to talk about, but it was just that. I'm done.
"Yes."
I simply gave a resolute answer to continue solving the next question and turned my attention back to the book again.
I heard a rustling sound from Leto's side from getting up. Soon, he came up to me and placed his face in front of me.
"Ack! That scared me!"
The sight of his face close-up took my breath away. After washing up, Leto's hair was damp......It was pretty.
"I can't concentrate if you show me that pretty face."
Leto frowned at my words.
"You normally can't concentrate."
How rude.
"......Leah, this is a violation of the rules."
"What rules?"
When he feigned ignorance, I pointed to the 'compulsory roommate rules' posted on the wall. The first rule, '1. Do not disturb each other when studying.' was written in large letters.
There were a total of 10 rules that he had set since I first became his roommate.
"You know you have to pay 2 golds if you break it, right?"
When I reminded him, Leto suddenly rummaged through his pocket for something and place two gold coins on my desk.
"Here, two golds. Can I disturb you now?"
Then Leto muttered to himself and ruffled his hair.
"What are you talking about?"
"You. Stop showing that cute face."
Leto grabbed my cheeks and said firmly.
What kind of nonsense was that?
"......I have no idea what you're talking about, but you both seem serious."
"Nevermind, Bree. Tomorrow is the day to take pictures with the main cricket members, so I probably won't be in the dormitory."
He went back to bed looking somewhat frustrated.
On a weekend morning, Leto was not in the dormitory as he had mentioned last night.
On the weekends, I would usually roll around in bed or read novels, but today was different.
I had just started studying yesterday, so I shouldn't give up.
After making up my mind, I packed up my books and headed to the library.
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I Confessed to the crosssdresser
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