Extra 1: The Girl Next Seat Wants to Talk
Extra 1: The Girl Next Seat Wants to Talk
It was right after I entered high school when I met Masa.
My name is Masataka Sano. Nice to meet you.
Hello, Im Rin Sekiya.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
We were in the same class, sitting in front of me. Before the entrance ceremony started, a gaudy boy who I had never met before suddenly started talking to me. That was Masa.
Masa was not the type of guy who had a crush on me or tried to have a relationship with every girl he came across. He told me that at the time he was desperate to make friends quickly.
In fact, I was the one who was wary of him at the time. When a simple-looking boy talked to me, I reflexively became defensive.
After all, we only exchanged introductions at first. Masa was calling out to everyone seated near him, not just me.
Hes a cheerful guy. I remember that was my first impression of Masa.
I didnt immediately become friends with Masa, but strangely enough, we had a connection.
Oh, Sekiyas next to me again. Nice to meet you.
Sano-kun is next to me again Theres no fun in changing seats.
So cruel, dont you feel better if you have a familiar face nearby?
If only Sano-kun had looked a little calmer.
eh What do I look like to Sekiya? I-I dont think I have such a strange face, right? Say yes!
Of the several times I had to change seats, all of them were next to Masa. I suspected that I was under some kind of curse.
We greeted each other. If I had something to say, I would talk to him. That was the only relationship we had.
Masa is lucky to have a girl next to him
Were in the middle of a crowded boy zone. I envy you.
Masa! Please! Let me sit next to a girl!
If you sit next to me, the nickname Masa comes to my mind even if you dont like it. The last guy was disgusting.
We were just normal classmates. I think that was our mutual understanding.
Winter of the first year of high school.
Rin-chan We should break up. .
Eh?
My boyfriend suddenly told me he was breaking up with me.
For a moment, my consciousness went blank. I tried desperately to get the reason out of him. I couldnt think of anything, and I doubt if I was able to get the words right.
My boyfriend was my tutor when I was in middle school. He was a college student, and he was mature, patient, and very different from other boys my age. It didnt take long for me to fall in love with him.
I tried my best to appeal to him and wanted him to praise me, so I concentrated on my studies and . Despite that, I was a naive maiden.
I guess my efforts were rewarded. Before I knew it, we had become lovers.
I got a job. Its a big company. And yet I have a high school girlfriend. Well, its strange, isnt it? Rin-chan, you are smart enough to understand, right?
I have no idea.
He probably thought he was trying to convince me. He said many things in a gentle tone that hurt me. And yet I didnt like the way he tried to justify himself by saying, Its for Rin-chans sake, too.
Its not because he repeated the words over and over again. I was not convinced. But I couldnt say anything.
Because I like him. I know he has his place. To him, I was still considered a child. I could feel that painfully.
I was overflowing with so many emotions that I couldnt speak. Just trying to open my mouth was enough to bring tears to my eyes.
I guess my attitude made him think that I understood him. He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
I was glad. I knew you would understand, Rin-chan. Really, thank you for everything youve done for me.
He was kind to the end and left me with a smile.
I couldnt reach out to stall him, and it was an easy end. I stood there, unable to do anything about it.
Waaaaa
He was gone, there was no one else in the place, and then I finally let out ,y years.
I cried for a while. I didnt know what to do. I couldnt move from this place.
Sekiya!? Why are you crying !?
Why are you calling me? I really thought so.
Masa, who happened to be passing by, saw me crying and ran up to me and called out.
.leave me alone.
Thats impossible. Anyway, heres a handkerchief. Your face is terrible right now. A passerby will see it.
What do you mean, you face is terrible?. Thats not a word for a girl.
I was angry, but I didnt have enough time to glare at him. I buried my face in the handkerchief he handed me.
Thats how we were alone, and I asked Masa to listen to the story of my broken heart.