The bell rang, classes finished and I kept my book in my backpack.
- Hey, Noboyuki, how about your father the other day? -asked me who sat to my left, Haru Hashimoto, my best friend, dark and intelligent.
"Meeh as usual," I said, exhausted with my eyes closed.
- Why is your father so animated with the subject of photography? He thought. How many have you done this time?
"Twenty," I opened both hands.
- The same again? -he approached my disappointed.
"Same thing again," I looked forward. Don't look at me like that, I was just obeying.
- He sighed. Well, since you want to make money selling them as manga references, it's normal that you want to take the best.
- That's where I agree with you. Oh by the way, they finally accepted the photos, a mangaka for a shoujo story, he really liked the photos of the landscapes - he said as I hung my backpack on one of my shoulders, went out of class and walked down the aisles.
We kept talking a little bit until I saw in the distance, at the end of the hallway where the stairs were, which would make me startle a little: three girls who hate me for doing good exams without trying too hard. The one on the right, the lowest, Hayami Izumi, is the best of the three in that subject, I win it for very little, I find it quite beautiful, it is brown hair and has quite a chest; the one in the middle, blonde, with a little less breast and medium height, is Ima Kurosawa, miraculously approves with the minimum note even though she has personal classes and that of the left, Aiko Furukawa, a little lower than Kurosawa, I find also quite beautiful, with black hair, does not have much chest and draws noticeable, are good notes but improveable.
- Are you sure you don't want to go the other way? We can turn around," Haru whispered to me.
"N-No," -I said, arming myself with ironical courage. They can tell me what they want.
- Hey? Are you sure?
- Yes.
As we almost crossed paths, they started looking at me badly, I responded by looking up at the ceiling and Haru was just looking ahead. As he passed them, the short one turned.
"Noboyuki Sakuma, you can now prepare for the next geography exam, I'm going to tear you apart," said the brown-haired girl challenging me as I smiled.
I don't like any of the three, more, hopefully they can do better tests, really if it wasn't for their hatred of me, I wouldn't try so the grades.
- Of course, I will be waiting for you on the throne - I turned and also smiled. Maybe this time you can beat me.
"Hey hey, she's not the only one who's going to beat you," the other two said.
- I laughed. Sure, sure, I'll be waiting for you here, surprise me.
-Goodbye -they turned and it was three.
- I sipied. At least I think I've given them a little motivation.
- I thought it was hahaha, too. Well, I'm going to go look at a club to join, by the way, you want to come with me?
- Okay, no problem.
After a while watching clubs and classes...
- What, do you like one at the end?
- Mmm... Well, I'm interested in the manga workshop, but I'm going to opt for astronomy.
I was surprised.
- I knew you liked it, but not so much.
"Well hahaha, " he took his hand to his head. I love stars and looking at the planets.
- And why do you like it so much?
"Well, it's a secret really, but the main thing is because it relaxes me a lot when I do," he looked at his watch. Well, I have to go, I'm sorry, I hope you find a club, I'll see you tomorrow! -fired with his hand.
- Okay, thank you! Good bye! -I gestured back.
I looked back at the corridors where we had passed in case I hadn't noticed any clubs, and indeed I did, I turned my head to my right, right next to the journalism club and saw the best club for me, the photography club. I really like photography because my father works on it and instilled everything he knows and studied.
Decided, I opened the door... but there was no one.
- I thought with my eyes closed ironically. It's still about two hours before school closes, I have nothing better to do, I'm going to go get a coffee soda and sit on a random site and watch Twitter -I was thinking about it while I was doing it.
It's been half an hour since I sat down and had only a sip of the coffee left.
"I'm leaving" - he said quietly to me as I got up.
But, before I got up, I heard footsteps at the door and felt excited again. The door was gradually opening as my illusion grew, until it opened completely and I spit out all the coffee that had just sipned: it was Furukawa, Kurosawa and Izumi.
- What are you doing?! You're disgusting! "The blonde said.
- That's what I should ask! What are you doing here?!
"We like photography," said the comb behind it.
"Ah, don't tell me..., " I said with a fool's face.
"Don't put that face on, it's disgusting," Izumi said, appearing from behind the other two looking at me in disgust.
"Sorry," I said without changing my face.
- Are you listening to us!? "All three said.
"Flip flop," I said still with the same face.
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