I, who advocate giving up, feel like a disqualified person

"That's not good...what if someone sees us..."

I still feel a little guilty.

"It's nothing. I used to sit here often."

So you're a habitual offender... I never thought you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would betray the revolution!

"We have to follow the rules..." I struggled.

"It's also a rule not to sleep in class. Did you follow it?"

He looked at me seriously.

It makes so much sense, I'm speechless.

"Then... let's go."

"That's right."

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"Look, you're still smiling! How shameless of you to still be smiling! It's your fault that we're trapped here!"

That’s right, due to an unknown malfunction, my senior and I were trapped in the employee elevator.

"Don't worry, talk less, otherwise your oxygen will be consumed quickly." He whispered to me.

"........"

It's really infuriating.

"It's okay. Life is always full of surprises. Be optimistic."

He comforts me like this...it's just comfort.

"No... What I'm thinking now is that even if someone comes to rescue us... we still can't explain..."

"...That's true...Aren't you the best at making excuses? Just make one for them."

I didn't expect that you, senior, would be such a jerk...

"Don't make it up. I was just kidding. I'll explain it, and you just need to keep quiet."

He still looked relaxed.

"...It's okay, it's okay..." I sighed, "But who will come to save us... There's no cell phone signal here..."

I said as I glanced at my phone screen which had no signal.

"Alas..." The senior shook his head helplessly and pointed to the side.

I followed the direction he pointed and saw a camera.

Uh....

...............

"................"

As I watched my senior excitedly talking to people in the mall, I felt no emotion at all.

This should be... typical suicide attempt.

"Well, they've thanked us."

After a while, the senior came over and said to me.

"Huh? What? Why?"

I don't quite understand... because in this kind of situation, there should usually be a fine...

"I just told them that I had done a social survey on their safety factors."

After saying that, he took out a form.

Ah...I have to say...life is really full of surprises.

Light and Dark

"Social survey? Is that the optional homework?"

I looked at him helplessly... Can you just kill yourself for something like this?

"It's dispensable to you, but it's still very meaningful to me."

The senior breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a pen and wrote something on the form.

He must be really recording... This guy is surprisingly serious.

"Hmph... If you hadn't met me, would you still have come here and taken the elevator to investigate?"

This thought suddenly popped up in my mind, and I asked him about it immediately.

However, the senior who was busy filling out the form did not answer me immediately, but frowned.

He seemed to think carefully for a moment before turning his head towards me:

"Hmm... maybe not."

After saying that, he smiled brightly again.

...So, what are you laughing at...

Chapter 11: Light and Dark

"Well..." I sighed helplessly, "If it were me, I still wouldn't want to do such troublesome things, such as social surveys..."

It's completely meaningless, and even if we investigate, what good will it do...

"It was indeed troublesome...but we did gain something. After all, we found a security loophole for that mall."

Even so, it's a bit of a loss to help others for free...

"By the way, I'm hungry." Then I remembered that it was almost past noon.

"Then let's go eat. I'll treat you. After all, I feel a little bad for causing you trouble."

Is this guy so sincere?

"Don't you need to go home or contact your family first?" I suddenly remembered that I hadn't called my parents yet.

"Then let's talk to our parents first."

..............................

After ordering, we sat down facing each other.

"By the way, where did Shaji go to junior high school originally?"

Although the senior was writing something, he was still talking to me.

"Ah... it's that junior high school, the one with a bad reputation..." In the eyes of others, it is a junior high school that has always been a gathering place for bad students.

"That place...it seems to have a really bad reputation. They say people get dragged to the restroom and beaten there every day."

He asked me uncertainly.

"Uh... that's a bit exaggerated." I scratched my cheek. "Since I usually stay in the classroom, I don't see this kind of thing very often. But it's still common to see people smoking in the toilet, haha..."

I always feel that this behavior has some subtle sense of humor.

"Hmm...?" He gave me a strange look.

"What...what happened?"

As if I said something strange.

"I always feel like you're deliberately avoiding certain topics... maybe subconsciously... well, I won't delve into it. It's better to just stay cheerful."

After saying this, he fell silent and continued writing.

"Um...Okay..."

I don't think I was deliberately avoiding anything...because most of what happened in junior high school had nothing to do with me...Well, it's better to say that I was deliberately avoiding getting involved with others.

If everyone longs for friends like they long for sunshine, I would rather hide in a dark corner.

Gloomy guys are destined to be less popular than sunny and handsome guys...

Speaking of...the sunny guy, I seem to have actually met such a one, but I don't remember it very clearly.

When I thought of this, I looked at the restaurant full of customers...I guess it will take a long time for the dishes to be served.

I just mentioned the junior high school... Although I am a graduate of there, to be honest, I don’t have a good impression of that school... I even feel a little disgusted.

If I were to ask why, it's probably because the order there isn't very good...or in other words, most students are unwilling to abide by the order.

I was assigned to that school because of my family's location... Was it just luck?

I vaguely remember someone saying that "school is a small society", which I think is very true.

I think compared to elementary school, middle school and high school are more influenced by society... Speaking of the most famous thing, it's probably school violence, right?

Although I am an inconspicuous guy who doesn't like to be approached by others, so I have never been blackmailed or anything like that, it's not that I haven't seen these things before. This kind of thing happens very frequently in the corner of the toilet.

In my impression, these guys can fight or group brawl for anything...but group brawls are more common.

The reason is very simple, so simple that it can be summed up in a few words... because of the so-called "love", because of the so-called "righteousness", because of the so-called "dislike" and the so-called "handsomeness".

Well...so I don't have any resistance to this kind of thing. Anyway, the one who gets beaten and the one who beats others are not fixed. Maybe the guy who is beating others today will be beaten in a few days.

I'm used to this, and sometimes I'd stand in the crowd and watch the fun, without a trace of sympathy for the guys being beaten up... If I were the old me, I might have rushed up to stop it, I didn't have the spirit of giving up before.

Only when one or two guys shout something like "What are you looking at? Go away," will I just smile disdainfully and leave.

Extremely boring.

That's how I define those guys.

Until that incident happened, my heart had not changed at all.

.......................

"How could this happen..." "Why would I sit with him..." "I'm so unwilling..."

After the seats were reallocated, the students were talking about it.

And the focus of the discussion...was the guy next to me...

He has a handsome and sunny appearance and a cheerful personality, and is the ideal deskmate for many girls and even boys.

However, after a draw, I was assigned to the same group as him.

Well, I'm prepared to be asked to change seats.

However, he took the initiative to help me reject other people's requests to change seats.

...Could this guy be...

At that moment, I did have this thought.

.................

"The meal is already served, what are you daydreaming about..."

My predecessor reminded me.

"Oh, that's how it is."

So I quickly came to my senses and picked up the chopsticks.

“.....” “...”

Neither of us brought up the topic.

....................

I don’t know if it’s because the primary schools here don’t attach importance to political courses, so that when we reach junior high school, although politics has become an examination subject, it is still not taken seriously by us.

I was trying to listen carefully when the guy next to me kept chattering and it ruined my concentration.

"Hey, Brother Sheji, you know..."