[Comprehensive] Super Boyfriend

I always knew that I was a very unlucky person, but I never thought that on the first day I returned to Junior Three, I would be unlucky to a new level.

Before school, I removed all the textbooks I needed for class from my desk, except my neatly folded and written stack of homework.

The worst thing was that when I was called by the teacher to drink tea in the office because of homework problems, I suddenly remembered that this scene seemed familiar. Many, many years ago, when I was a real junior high school student, I Just did this.

"Teacher..." I had no choice but to bite the bullet and vowed with a mournful face, "I really wrote my homework. I can call now and ask my mother to send it to me!"

The teacher didn't seem convinced at first, but after I reassured her, she finally nodded reluctantly and allowed me to go out and make a phone call in the hallway.

But there is no limit to human misfortune. I called three times, but no one answered the phone at home.

I was about to cry, just when the bell rang for the end of the first class, many students came out of the corridor one after another, I walked through them dejectedly, and wanted to go back to the office, when I suddenly noticed an inquiring Looking at the sight, he couldn't help but raised his head and turned his face sideways to look at the past.

It's Saiki Kusuo.

He probably didn't know me at this time, and we didn't have much intersection before the third year of junior high school.

Thanks to these years of professional English quality training, I quickly found that he seemed to be frowning at the dream instrument in my hand. The next second, he raised his head as if aware of it, and I immediately retracted my gaze, pretending to be I am walking forward without squinting.

Walking into the corner of the corridor, I retracted into the corner, poked my head out secretly to look out, and saw that Kusuo Saiki was standing at the door of our class. For a moment, he was on the back table, thinking hard about something with his pen, but he didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he lifted his foot and left, heading towards the men's toilet.

I didn't understand what he was doing, thought about it, held my phone, and went back to the office.

"...Aren't the parents at home?" After listening to my narration, the teacher seemed to have a headache, and tapped his head with the pen in his hand, "This is very difficult, Chiba, you are always Teachers are very sad because they didn’t bring homework.”

I nodded limply, expressing that my heart was ashamed, I had no complaints or regrets, and this life was not in vain.

At this moment, like a savior, my phone rang, and it was my mother.

"Chiba," she asked, "...Aren't you at school? Why are you calling me?

By the way, whoever of you touched the potted plant next to the TV, it suddenly fell down and made a loud noise, which scared me to death. "

******

The homework incident ended without any risk. After my mother made a promise to the teacher to send homework immediately, I was finally released from the office.

Class is about to start, and there are only two or three classmates left in the corridor. I just walked out, and after a few steps, I saw Qi Mu come out of the men's room, patting his sleeves as he walked, as if something was stuck on him...

Has he been on the toilet for so long?

I blinked, and subconsciously looked at Qi Mu again, and saw him put down his hand, revealing an imperceptible dark stain on his sleeve.

Fortunately, I have been on the field all year round. I have watched many cases with the police department and studied many details of the crime... There are dirt marks on his body.

Where did the dirt come from in our school bathrooms?

I stood behind him, looked at his back, couldn't help but tilt my head, feeling very puzzled.

"Chiba!"

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind me and patted my shoulder. Before I could react, I saw Qi Mu in front of me turned his head and looked this way, with a surprised expression on his face, but he quickly turned his head back and pushed Pushing the glasses, as if nothing had happened, he walked away from me calmly and quickened his pace.

...he is so strange.

Why didn't you find out that there was something wrong with Qi Mu before?

In the past, I just always felt that he was a little bit out of harmony, and sometimes the words he said were out of line. I didn't expect to observe carefully today, and he seemed even more strange.

"What's wrong?" I turned around and asked the classmate who patted my shoulder, "Mai?"

Standing in front of me is my best friend in the class, super popular entertainer Mai Sakurajima who debuted as a child star since childhood.

In terms of seniority, she is my elder sister's senior, but she temporarily faded out of the entertainment industry for a while due to an accident, so my hard-working sister took advantage of the situation to overtake her and tried her best to overwhelm her in terms of popularity.

But to be honest, the main reason why my sister can surpass Mai in terms of popularity is because she is a poor single dog for thousands of years, but Mai is not.

"That's the question I want to ask," Mai sighed, "Being called to the office by the teacher early in the morning, only you can do this kind of thing."

"I didn't do it on purpose..." I moved my toes unhappily.

Mai Sakurajima was silent for a while.

After a while, she said nonchalantly:

"By the way, I will temporarily stop my activities in the entertainment industry and start studying seriously."

……what.

I belatedly remembered that the opportunity to change Mai and me at the same time was coming.

After temporarily retiring from the entertainment industry, Mai was often secretly photographed and harassed on the road. She was deeply troubled by this, but I, as her friend, knew nothing about it until one day, Mai and I were stopped by street gangsters When I was looking for trouble, I realized how unqualified my friend was.

Although the hooligan incident finally passed without any risk, I still couldn't forget it for a long time... until Saiki Kusuo told me that you have done a good job.

The one who did the best was always him, not me.

If I can do it again this time and hear his words of encouragement again, I must give him a thank you that cannot be overstated ten thousand times.

But it seems to be too early now... He doesn't even know who I am, if I suddenly ran to confess to him without warning, would it scare him away?

Just thinking about it gives me a headache! Why is it so difficult to be a human being!

Please, Saiki Kusuo, you will fall in love with me anyway, why don't you just start falling in love with me immediately from today!! I don't want to chase you again!!

With such thoughts in mind, I wasted a day in the class of the third year of junior high school, impatiently counting the arrival of the next day with my fingers, and calculating the distance between Saiki and Kusuo who will like me how much longer.

It's so annoying, it's too tortured, I can see my boyfriend but can't touch him, let me go back to the real world, I don't want to explore the truth here.

I was very frustrated while searching the Internet for teaching videos, while racking my brains to solve problems that were completely unfamiliar to me. When I couldn't open my eyes, I finally finished my homework and went to bed.

It's too painful! ! !I finally graduated and became a senior in the firm, why do I have to face this pile of geometric functions that are useless to me in the future!

This is not the youth I want at all!

With the resentment towards the homework that hasn’t changed in more than ten years, after I went to bed and slept, I was depressed why I hadn’t returned to my world, and at the same time I felt refreshed and thought about how I had spent the day anyway. Then I heard my mother calling downstairs:

"Qianye!" Mom's voice came from downstairs, "If you don't come down, you will be late."

I:"……"

Huh? ?This is the beginning of deja vu.

I responded to my mother's call, climbed out of bed and was about to put away my things. I touched the table and had a look—suddenly I felt that life was hopeless.

Missed.

All the homework I wrote so hard last night is gone! ! !

Now in front of me is the holiday homework! !

"Mom!" I opened the door and asked loudly, "What date is it today?"

Mom stopped what she was doing, and looked up at me strangely:

"What's the matter? Today is the first day of your new semester, have you forgotten? Do you not want to go to school?"

--a bolt from the blue.

I was wasting my day yesterday! !I am back again! !

Help, Saiki Kusuo! !Come and save your poor girlfriend! !

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