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I had to order another sandwich. I even stuffed it in as the bell rang.
"I could already feel how painful it will be..." I grumbled under my breath.
Not just weewee... there are solid materials in the equation too... ugh.
"I just hope I don't end up in a situation like last time."
I was walking down the hallway, going back to my class along with the girls. We had to pick up our sports uniform for PE class and go down to change in the changing rooms. As usual, I had nobody to talk to along the way.
Asahi had gone off to his own class (math I think) so we had to part ways. It felt quite nice to finally have someone to talk to like normal people. But now I was left there, alone, not knowing what to do. But I did giggle when he almost slipped on a banana (he seriously was about to slip on a banana, that guy.)
I went to my locker at the back and opened it, I took out my black and blue tracksuit, which all of us had. We all quickly went down the stairs and got to the locker rooms close to the field. We entered the girls' space and started changing.
As I put my tracksuit in the locker, I overheard many of the girls talking to each other, joking and laughing around, with the usual compliments and private talks. Some complimented the other's figure, some asked the size, etc, etc.
It had me more self-conscious than ever, since we never had this kind of talk back in Aogashima, where we just changed and headed off. But I tried to ignore it as I removed my jacket and shirt, revealing my torso.
My neck, shoulders, collarbone and arms were also full of moles and faint acne, a little hair on my elbows and the knuckles of my fingers, which were all blotted with dark blots or red from the many times I would scratch a spot with my nails. I always wore an anti-sweat undershirt underneath everything, so I wasn't fully naked at all, with opaque tights as well, but despite that, my ribcage was visible through the clothes. I could feel the girls' gazes upon me, scrutinizing.
I could hear the whispers crystally clear.
"Oh..."
"W-well... you know, not everyone is perfect, haha."
"I feel sorry for her..."
"Hey, don't speak loudly!"
I sighed. I took off my glasses and looked up at the two girls beside me. I didn't even know what I was trying to do when I spoke up.
"Hey, pardon the intrusion," I began, as gently and politely as possible. "I kind of overheard your talk and, uh... yeah, I don't really mind you talking. Just... please don't say things like that. Someone could hear and get hurt."
The girls looked at me with awkward gazes, while I took a handkerchief and started wiping my glasses.
"Uh... yeah," one girl said. "We're sorry. We're really sorry, sis." She even clasped her hands together and started apologizing.
