Novel & Cerita Shuu Ni Ichido Classmate Wo Kau Hanashi

I'm feeling like dancing crazily. Then we strolled to our desk and settled down. I kept my handbag on the table in front of me. The whole class is my friend but Anu is my only best friend. She is completely like me. Our opinions and choices are the same. Her heart is pure like crystal, she is a fun-loving girl and a loyal friend. She has long back hair, pretty brown eyes and thin lips. Her completion is fair like mine. But she's prettier than me but she says I'm prettier than her.

I simply answered even though my heart was raising. "The man you talked to yesterday seemed to be our classmate." I immediately looked at the man entering our room. And Iwatani was right. He had a serious conversation with a man who looked like our classmate. Our room got even louder because of his entrance. I couldn't hide my disappointment because of what was happening. The world is really getting smaller. I thought that he should be avoided only on my campus, but that seemed to be unclear. That rude guy is actually our classmate. What are the odds, right?

"Xiao Ni do you remember me?" "Huh? Sorry, I don't, but you are familiar." NiNi said, but she still glances at the bag in that Tong girl's hand. "I am Zhang Han! I'm your brother classmate!" that man says finally, a little disappointed NiNi didn't remember him. "Oh…" Oh-no, NiNi wants to hide inside a hole. Zhang Han is the senior she 'accidentally' confess to and she was rejected! NOOOOO!

I’m not used to this kind of attention. Suddenly, the surrounding people started shouting, led by our classmates. And the shouting got even louder when Shin suddenly hugged me. “What is this again?” I whispered, annoyed at Shin. Instead of Shin answering me, I felt him stroking my hair. “I...” Shin whispered something in my ear. However, because of the happy shouting and clapping of the people around me, I didn’t hear what Shin said. “Now, let’s have breakfast!” One of our classmates shouted, so Shin immediately separated from me in the hug.

It's the week first day and everyone is gathering in their classroom waiting for their teacher to come and start class like usual Hyun-ae and Mi-cha are sitting in their seats talking while Hyun-ki is in his seat watching the outside yard from the window next to him and Mun-hee is coming toward Mi-cha and Hyun-ae and he asked Hyun-ae to come out everyone was shocked and they start whispering "is he going to confess, what a big thing the hottest boy will confess to the beauty of the school, what a great duo will be in the future"

Not that I don’t like them or I’m being rude, I just learned something when I saw my female classmates bullying someone just for being friendly. Through all the introductions above you might think that I am a lonely highschool girl but actually I'm not (except to the fact that I don't really have any friends in real life). "Ohayō gozaimasu,my babies. Megasameta bakari de, gakkōniiku hitsuyō ga arimasu. Watashi wa mada anata-tachi to hanashitai nodesuga, watashi wa hotondo okurete imasu. Sayōnara," (I just woke up and I need to go to school. I still want to talk with you guys but I'm almost late. Good bye.)

When the fireworks faded, I closed the curtains and poured myself a glass of water. That year, I learned one thing. I had to put myself first. It wasn’t selfishness, but clarity. Before my phone screen went dark, I looked at the photo one last time. Four sets of bowls and chopsticks. That empty seat had been vacant for too long, and I could never sit there again.

This time, I’m not quick enough to stop my dragon from purring. “Ugh! How long does this part last? It’s so embarrassing,” I grumble. “Sweetheart, it never goes away. If anything, it only gets stronger like your Aunt Kay said,” Mom says. “I don’t find it embarrassing at all. I like it,” Iniko says, then begins purring loudly, making me blush. He presses a quick kiss to my head again, then turns back to the room. “So, when will we get our new class schedule?”

I was so happy the first time that both of us spoke to each other because I had been looking for an opportunity to speak to him. Although I was a little shy at that moment, I summoned the courage and acted proud as usual. I meant that vividly that very day I wasn't able to sleep because I kept looking at the clock waiting for the next morning to come so that I could go to school and hopefully he would speak to me again.

I then join the rest of the class on the bleachers, sitting next to a pimply faced boy who is around my size. "Hello, my name is Kade," he introduces himself. "Hello, Kade. I'm Billie," I respond, shaking his hand. "You're beautiful," he compliments me. "Oh, um, thank you," I reply, slightly embarrassed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you," he quickly apologizes. "It's okay," I assure him, trying to brush off the awkwardness. I sit up straight and wait for the teacher to begin the class. This week, we'll be playing basketball. "Oh, joy," I mutter sarcastically.