“I’m going to be at school every day from today.”
“Are you going to do the night self-study too?”
“Yeah.”
Alan held a workbook in his hand.
To be honest, I’ve never seen Lim Alan carry a bag to school with him.
Even today, he wasn’t carrying a bag, but I noticed he had a workbook with him.
It’s a huge improvement.
“This.”
Alan reached into his pocket for a drink and held it out. It was a drink that came in a square pack.
I hesitated to take the drink.
He never gets tired of doing it. He refused to accept anything when I tried to buy him something.
When I tried not to accept the drink, he looked at me with wide-eyed and irritated eyes, so I had no choice but to accept it.
And it went on its way naturally.
Alan would surprise me by tapping me on the shoulder.
“Argh!” I exclaimed.
I screamed and leaned forward as if I were going to fall.
Fortunately, Alan grabbed my bag strap and helped me stand up straight.
“Why are you so weak?”
It wasn’t because I’m weak; it was because Alan is strong.
When I arrived at school, my classmates gave me and Alan strange looks.
When I noticed their stares, they pretended not to notice and turned away.
Rumors began to spread. There were rumors that Alan was bullying me.
When you think about it, it was somewhat plausible.
Even though I was far away from Alan, we began to always be together at a certain point.
We ate lunch together, ate dinner together, and sometimes studied together during the night self study.
When Alan touched my shoulder or grabbed my wrist under the guise of static electricity, I couldn’t help but grumble.
Even if I told him to stop, he just stared at me.
… Was he simply trying to annoy me?
Lately, I’ve been thinking about this.
Alan’s seat is at the far end of the window. And I’m in the middle of the second division.
This was the position I had been sticking to since the beginning of the semester.
Our homeroom teacher was not the type of person who was relaxed or enthusiastic enough to set a seat for students once a month or once a week.
The number of times we change seats in a semester is up to our homeroom teacher’s discretion, so our class has been the same since the beginning of the semester due to the teacher’s boredom.
As a result of that, students were free to switch seats at any time.
As soon as I entered the classroom, Alan left his seat and approached me.
“You’re here."
He said to my deskmate while I was chatting with him.
“Trophy.”
My deskmate’s name wasn’t Trophy, but Winner. Winner Pataraphol.
“Let’s change seats with me.”
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Romance"Let's slowly become adults." Jeff Thanapon, who was in school, suffered from the heat and had to leave early. He runs across Alan Hemmawich, a well-known bully in the alley on his way home. Jeff, who is afraid of him, attempts to walk pass him as i...
