my youth love story no problem

People's life is always full of all kinds of illusions and errors.

For example, the most classic, she and he like me, the phone is vibrating, and someone knocks on the door, I can fight back.

The most fundamental components of this illusion are experience and luck.The combination of these two not-so-good things will completely blind people's minds, making them unable to properly judge their own situation and other people's opinions.

This delusion happens to everyone, even adults.So it is understandable for high school students like me to have some illusions.The illusions that often appear in those people, such as the ringtone of the mobile phone, will not happen to me, because I have never even heard the ringtone, but I have another illusion.

The price of the illusion is painful, not only the mental torture, but also the subsequent physical pain.

Yukinoshita Yukino, this woman is definitely a diehard who has not changed.I mistakenly thought that Yukinoshita's attitude towards me had changed, but when she really asked her to copy homework, she didn't give it to me!She clearly knew that it was impossible for me to finish my homework without sleep all day and night, but she still ignored it.Even as a class cadre, I showed a deliberate smile to me who is the lowest class, and waved the homework in my hand as if showing off.

'You have to do your own things, and don't expect others to help you if you don't have a planned life.As a student but not doing homework, if this is in society, it is a crime of not completing the job. '

Yukinoshita, who clearly knew that I was working late at night, smiled coldly at me who was in such pain.Then, regardless of my wailing and obstruction, I directly collected a blank homework book.It was the Chinese homework that kept me alive, which directly led me to face the iron fist that Teacher Shizuka Hiratsuka loves again.If it wasn't for my relatively healthy body, I guess I would have to meet Comrade Marx right now.

The most hateful thing is that I saw the smiling face of Yukinoshita who handed in homework together and assisted the teacher in correcting.I laughed so happily, the flowers and branches trembled.Holding her homework book, she shrugged her shoulders, as if she was afraid that others would not know what she was laughing at.Especially when she found that I was gnashing my teeth and staring at her, the bright smile and smiling crescent eyes she showed me when she put down the notebook really made people feel the urge to punch me.

"That woman, I will make her look good sooner or later..."

Staring at two dark circles under my eyes, gnashing my teeth and cursing Yukinoshita who left early with a victor's smile, I dragged my almost unconscious body and took my difficult steps towards the service department like a dead body.

Compared to sleeping on my stomach next to the table in the service department with an iron fist that Mr. Shizuka Hiratsuka loves, I think that if I skipped class and went home, Yukinoshita would be more likely to come to my door directly to criticize and educate me.The harm between the two powers is the lesser, no matter how reluctant I am, I can only drag my body slowly towards the abandoned classroom where the existence of Yukinoshita exists.

But when I went around the corner of the corridor and was about to go to the end, I found a young party member.

A girl who dyed her hair pale pink.

From visual inspection, her figure is definitely hundreds of times stronger than that black-bellied woman under Yukinoshita, and her appearance is also top-notch.Although not as delicate as Yukinoshita, she is definitely a beauty.There is an aura that is incompatible with my personality everywhere.

This kind of person must be one of those who enjoy youth?Spend all your time on building relationships and maintaining relationships, and don't care about your normal career.Carefully dress up like a flower peacock, form social circles in the class to become the so-called insiders, and then proudly differentiate into classes against the rest of the public.

By the way, the so-called youth party is a unique name for a group of people I have designated.They are completely different individuals from other students, they are neither hooligans nor good students, nor are they different from delusional fighters.They simply want to do something for their youth, and they feel a sense of crisis when they realize that their youth is not forever.So I use my own actions to prove the existence meaning of my youth and carry out activities again and again.This is the so-called Youth Party.

That's great, isn't this kind of capitalist class the target of proletarian revolutionaries like me?

But for some reason, this young party member who was supposed to form a party in the school for personal gain stood at the door of the service department.Just like the face-changing in Chinese Sichuan opera, he quickly changed his face and muttered something non-stop.

This guy wants to make a good first impression without standing at the door to practice?Doesn't she know that Yukinoshita has amazing hearing?At least she didn't fall down once when I muttered softly, and she could accurately glar at me every time I muttered.He looked at me suspiciously as if he could sense something even if he cursed secretly in his heart.

A superpower, that guy?

"...Hey, if you have something to do, go in."

I really couldn't wait any longer, and I couldn't help but said to the dejected girl at the door.

"Eh?!"

But somewhat beyond my expectations, the dumpling head stretched its body straight as if it had been electrocuted, and timidly turned its head to look at me timidly.It seemed that it was because of the dark circles on my face and the eyes that were already swollen, this pink-haired person who didn't know what to call shrank a few steps to the side.

'Yeah, what, where did this guy come from? 'I can even judge her thoughts at this moment from the changes in her face, and then judge what kind of character this guy has.

Cautious but bold, from the very beginning of her actions, she wanted to give the best impression.What ordinary people do is to sort out their emotions a little bit, but this girl chose to express herself.It looks weak and has no assertiveness, but in fact such a woman is much more flexible than the average man.But judging from the current situation, this guy should still be trying to maintain his own small world, wanting to greedily satisfy everyone's expectations?

Great idea, difficult to execute.But having said that, why did our school come out with such extreme weirdness?Looking at the cautious look of the pink dumpling head, I raised my eyebrows slightly to make my expression not so scary.

"I said, why are you standing here? Aren't you going in?"

Pretending to be nonchalant, he raised his eyebrows, indicating that he hadn't noticed anything.

This kind of caring quickly made the pink dumpling head let down his vigilance, lowered his head and let out a soft breath.By the time she raised her head, a defensive smile was on her face again, and she shook her head at me with a smile.

"Well, well, no need, no need. I'm not ready yet, so let's forget it for the time being. When will I have the courage to come here again? After all, it's too small to ask for help from others, look It sounds a little too weak. So it's better to come here when I really have some obstacles that I can't get over?"

"Really? It's fine if you stick to it."

I shrugged my shoulders undeniably, and opened the door of the classroom under the surprised gaze of the head of the group.

"I said under the snow, someone is looking for it."

"... Biqigu."

He closed the book in his hand with a 'bang', and the reckless action received the sharp and unimaginable sight of the young girl in the room.

"Didn't your family tell you the most basic etiquette of knocking on the door before entering a place? Or is it that your current brain capacity is completely insufficient to support you to think of etiquette?"

Kaolin no Hana who was sitting on the far side of the classroom glared at me annoyedly, pinching her fingers between the pages she wanted to read.The upturned eyebrows looked like if I couldn't come up with a proper reason, maybe I would be greeted with a book of Aikido next.But at times like this I have the perfect shield.

"Did you hear that? This guy is muttering to himself outside the door, trying to make a perfect introduction."

"Hey hey hey! You, why do you know that!"

I dragged her out from behind amidst Tuanzitou's screams as if her life was over.

But a little bit beyond my expectation, this kind of action got a confused look from Yukinoshita who was sitting on the chair.

"...what did I hear?"

What are you pretending at this time, you superpower mind reader.

"Forget it. In short, your task is here. This guy has troubles and wants to talk to you. The specific situation may be related to her social relationship, so I will not participate in the conversation between women. I will plug my ears with earphones , just don’t disturb my sleep with violence. Is this okay?”

"Well, as long as you don't talk, there's no problem at all. Please enjoy your eternal sleep, Mr. Hikigu, who has never slept well. I will always remember your name."

"Sorry, your stalk is a bit too high-end, I can't tell."

"Then please sleep peacefully, Hikigaya-san."

"Well, this time I can hear the malice clearly."

"Eh, eh? Wait a minute, I haven't spoken yet? Why do I have to accept help? Eh? Why did it develop into what it is now? This is the service department? Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

Poor Miss Tuanzi looked blankly at me and Yukinoshita who switched places, and ended up in total chaos.

(The recommendation was knocked down from the thirteenth place to the top [-]th, so I'll write [-] words today... I'm not in the mood...