My Girlfriend is a School Idol!

2. Truths and Music

          "Please Mr. Tamashi, tell us a little about yourself." Our teacher said.

          I really have no idea what to say because their stares made me feel like a bogey. A bogey enough to be shutted down. Maybe if I move my lips in the most respectful manner, I thought they will ease up a bit.

          "Uh-uhm.. My name is Tamashi Cai. 16. I uh, guess that's it. It was a p-pleasure to meet everyone." after that I bowed to end my introductions.

          I was waiting for someone to react like "Hey sit here." or even show interest but there was nothing but imaginary Cicadas on mating season. I looked at her again and even her showed no interest because her 100% attention was on her notebook scribbling something really really important. I can tell it on her face.

          "..Ookay, Tamashi pick a seat so we can start class.". Welp, that was a waste of time. So I looked for a place to sit. Lucky me the only chair was vacant at the back.. At the back of Ginger blue eyes beside the window.

          I thread my way down to the aisle turned right where my seat was located. Slowly, I sat on my chair and I heard a creaking noise below me. Looks like the chair was so vacant for a decade that it was crumby and old.

          The stares of the classmate still don't stop even if it was the middle of the class. For every 3 seconds or so, someone will look behind to take a peek on how good-looking I am. Meanwhile I was waiting for her to look behind, but she never did.

          Now that my bag was on the side and put out an empty notebook for some jotting. Actually I never jot down. It was too hard for me to follow what was going on.

          I thought.. maybe.. just maybe there will be some male students on the other classroom, or the other years. It was not the right time to jump to conclusions that I, the only male student of Otonokizaka High, was the only MALE student of Otonokizaka High. But for now, I need AT LEAST to make a 2nd impression to my seatmates.

          I emptied my mind and took a deep breath, thought of some icebreakers, separated the creepy icebreakers from the good ones. How about asking how nice the weather was? No. That would be too idiotic and complimenting their hair will make myself sound gay.

          I made some preparations and ran some simulations in my brain. I thought I was ready but when the time I looked at my seatmate on the right, she covered her own face with a textbook. I guessed that was the language for "I'm busy go away thank you.". Or I was just over-reacting. Time to man-up.

          "A-ano sa.".

          "Do YOU mind?" she said bluntly. I cannot believe I was shutted down for only 3 and a half seconds. I was suppose to say Hi but I stuttered. Making friends sure was not easy nowadays.

          I slowly turned my head forward to Miss Ginger Blue and saw her raking her dreams for the first time. I could only see her back supporting her head using her left arm with her left elbow on the wooden desk. A very controlled sleep. She was like the master of Stealthed Sleep that she never got caught.. I think.

          Then there was this girl seated

who was seated beside Ginger Blue. Although I could see her in my peripheral vision that for the whole 3 minutes, her eyes was locked onto me. Her hazel brown eyes stared at me without even squinting. I wanted to put my head in my bag that it made me feel conscious.

          I put my foot down and drew the line to end her silent judgements by looking directly to her. In an instant, she looked straight to the board and gulped for a single time and pretended to pay attention to the teacher.