The world falls for you

When I saw Benya Lemon for the first time, it was not long after the first year of junior high school.The morning training of the tennis club was over, he went back to the class and sat down, took out his books.He was finishing his homework with his head down, when the seat beside him was pulled away.Thinking it was his deskmate arriving, he turned his head to say good morning, but Yukimura was stunned when he tilted his head.

The girl sitting on the left has long, straight and beautiful black hair like satin, her profile is impeccably beautiful and exquisite, her long eyelashes droop slightly with her eyes, her fingers clattered over the book, trying to turn to the homework page.

Yukimura suddenly wanted to rub his eyes, or pinch his cheek vigorously.If I remember correctly, Mr. Qingshan at the same table should be a boy, right?Is a few days enough for him to transform into a beautiful girl?

As if noticing his gaze, the girl looked at him, and then she also froze on her seat as if she had seen a ghost.The two stared at each other for a while, the girl suddenly turned her head to circle around, and then turned back abruptly: "Isn't this Class D?"

"No." Yukimura couldn't help but look around. Fortunately, after confirming that there were familiar faces from Class C around him, he smiled politely at her: "Did you go to the wrong class?"

The girl showed embarrassment, but only for a moment, she smiled, and her big beautiful eyes narrowed: "Oh, bad, I took one more step." After finishing speaking, she quickly packed up her things and got up, opened the back door and nodded to Yukimura: "Sorry to bother you."

Before Yukimura could say "It's okay", she closed the door behind her.The wind blew her black hair, and the red tip of her ear did not escape Yukimura's eyes.

puff.

Yukimura recalled the oolong that happened just now, and couldn't help laughing in his seat.

After getting really familiar with Benya Lemon, he teased her that we had been at the same table for a while, and then raised his finger and stayed at the same table for 1 minute.Lemon, who exposed his true nature, was not soft-spoken, saying that you were lucky enough to escape, and that if Guoyi was at the same table with me, you would be tortured and scream.

So, what is the opportunity to be friends with such a "rude" girl?

When I was a freshman, some seniors in the art department were jealous of Yukimura's talent and popularity, and would occasionally make things difficult for him.At the end of the semester, the painting materials were about to run out, so the president ordered a bunch of new paints and brushes.It just so happened that he went to a meeting that day, and the seniors who stayed in the club seized the opportunity and said nonchalantly, "Ah, the painting material seems to have arrived in the mail room, Yukimura, go and get it. It's the main force of the tennis club anyway, so that's it. Things should be fine for one person, right?"

Although a plate of watercolors is not heavy, if one wants to carry thirty copies of watercolors and brushes and run halfway across the school, it will be exhausting even if it is not heavy.Anyone with a discerning eye knows that they are bullying their juniors!

Just before Yukimura made a sound, a person stood up:

"I'll go with you."

Benya Lemon walked up to Yukimura, and said with a smile: "Even if Yukimura-kun is strong, he can't always do everyone's work alone. If you are too nice, you will be targeted by narrow-minded people."

The face of the senior who spoke turned blue and white.

Those who hear the subtext admire this girl's five-body cast, a warrior who dares to confront narrow-minded people head-on!

Yukimura followed Benya out the door, and called out to her who was brisk in front of her:

"Ben Yasan."

"Huh?" The girl turned her head.

"Thank you." Yukimura smiled sincerely, his purple hair hanging down his temples.

The dimple on the left side of the girl's face jumped, she raised both hands, made a gesture to freeze the camera, and said to Yukimura while stepping back:

"Yukimura-kun, has anyone told you that you are particularly good-looking?"

This sudden jump in the topic caught Yukimura by surprise, but she didn't seem to want the person opposite to answer the conversation, because she went straight on:

"So, don't let others take advantage of you."

Yukimura was deeply impressed by this beauty's feat of saving a hero, and he was also impressed by her figure walking back holding thirty boxes of watercolors.As she walked, she said, Yukimura-kun, I'll leave the rest to you.

Yukimura picked up the bag of brushes, which were large in size but extremely light in weight, feeling as if his dignity as a boy had been trampled upon.

Obviously looks like a weak doll, but in fact, he is very active in aikido; the reason why he often fights for others is because no one stood up when he was bullied.

She said that feeling of being alone and helpless should not be endured even by people she doesn't like.

Yukimura recalled her phrase "don't let others take advantage" again, and felt that her expression at that time was really intriguing.That was not only for him, but also for himself.

On the first day of the new semester, Yukimura was pleasantly surprised to find a dazed figure by the window when he walked into the class.Looking at those eyes that were about to close, she must have stayed up reading novels last night.

The corner of Yukimura's mouth slightly raised, and he sat down on the seat next to Benya Lemon.When she heard the sound, she turned her head and saw that it was him. She was stunned for a second, and then said with certainty: "You must have gone wrong today."

The two smiled at each other.

"Please give me more advice in the new year."