𝗨𝗡𝗦𝗘𝗘𝗡『𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗮 𝗸𝗲𝗶』

💮Nii💮

💮hikaru💮

Our homeroom teacher, Okami Yukari-sensei, suddenly had to transfer to a med school at Tokyo last week, and today's the first time we're meeting her replacement. She came in the same time as the bell rang, her hair cut short and tied back to a small ponytail. She looked like she's in her early twenties because of her clothes. Sensei was wearing a simple green t-shirt and light brown pants with ballooned ends.

Picking up a piece of unused chalk, she started writing her name on the board, Yoshida Airi, it read. "Ohayou gozaimasu, since Okami-sensei had to leave us, unfortunately, I have been assigned to be your homeroom teacher. My name's Yoshida Airi, I'm 23 and I'm pleased to meet you all" she beamed brightly, introducing herself in front of the whole class.

Clasping both of her hands, she spoke again, "Now that I'm your sensei, I will be changing your seat arrangements today so say 'sayonara' to your cheatmates-err seatmates" Yoshida-sensei joked, earning laughs from the other students. Well, that excludes me since I'm not a fan of jokes.

Soon enough, all of us got to pick our new seat numbers. Though it was pretty hard since everyone crowded the front, even Yoshida-sensei's mild scolding didn't work because everyone was too busy to get a lucky number from the glass jar. Everyone's desperate to get the same seatmate as last time.

"10-chan? Where are you 10-chan?" I was brought back to reality when sensei's voice resounded the room.

Flinching from how loud she called out, I hesitantly raised my hand, letting out a small "..here"

Yoshida-sensei smiled, surprised, "Well then, please introduce yourself" she urged. Oh right, we had to introduce ourselves before we take out seats.

I nodded before speaking again, "....zayoi...ikaru desu" my reply sounded more of a whisper, earning a confused stare from Yoshida-sensei. And so I decided to repeat it again, a bit louder, "I-Is-zayoi Hikaru desu" I mentally slapped myself hearing how my voice broke.

Sometimes I really hate having a very soft voice. Most of the time when I speak louder it's okay, but other times, like this, for example, my voice cracks. I'm praying no one heard that but Yoshida-sensei, because I'd die of humiliation if that happens.

"Ah! Izayoi-san! Yoroshiku! Now sit behind Tsukishima-san there, thank you"

I turned my back and started walking slowly to my designated seat when I came to realize that the name sensei just said is the same person Yama-chan introduced to me this morning. I'm actually worried that he might still be mad, but whatever, I just won't make eye contact.

"Out of all the people, I get to sit with busu (ugly/uggo)?" Tsukishima-san grumbled as I pass by him proving so that he's still annoyed. I'll leave it at that so we won't be having any more interactions.

After everyone's seated, Yoshida-sensei started the lesson. Soon enough after two hours of teaching, she was replaced by another teacher. Melody-sensei is our English teacher, then Teru-sensei for mathematics. Which I really hate.

Well, everyone hates math. Except for those mathematicians. Sometimes I would randomly wonder why the hell does math exist for? It's just mental torture for most. Even if I have a knack for studying, Math is still one of the subjects I despised and still despise until now.

It was around 12:30 in the afternoon when Nee-chan messaged me-
From : Konami-nee
To : Hikaru
Subject : Urgent
The interview's starting in less than 30 minutes. I need you ASAP!! -it read. Good thing is that lunch break also came so I'm free right now.