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

"I'm speaking up for you, Butterfly-chan!"

"Um... just call me "Jiuqidie"."

"Why would you draw illustrations for someone like that...wouldn't it be better if you just drew them for me?"

I would have been very moved if it weren't for the last sentence.

"After all, Mr. Sheji really values ​​my paintings... Besides, the more work I take on, the more money I'll earn... I'm not exactly wealthy, so I'd be happy to have a little extra income."

"Ah, I don't care. One day I will snatch you back from that guy!"

"...Ah... then... I'll be waiting for your good news..."

Although teacher "Ailiya" is not a bad person by nature, her possessiveness is really strong... I really want to know what her situation is like in real life.

"Okay, chatting with you, 'Jiuqidie', really helps relieve stress. I'm motivated to write again."

"Then I wish you all the best."

"OK, expect me to dominate the leaderboard!"

After saying that, the call ended.

Really... He is called a teacher, but he acts like a child.

...Huh...Thinking back to the conversation just now...was that story okay...

My eyes couldn't help but turn to the illustration I completed a few days ago, which I enlarged and posted on the wall.

It is not drawn for any writer, but for myself.

The scene of meeting him was forever captured in my memory.

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

"Clatter...crash..."

As the sound of rain grew clearer in my ears, I felt a strange sense of familiarity... Have you ever experienced something like this before? I fell asleep and no one woke me up, and only woke up on my own after my legs became numb to a certain degree...

I think this happened once before... a few months ago...

Thinking about all sorts of things, I packed my schoolbag and put on my headphones.

When I was about to lock the door, I suddenly realized that I seemed to have forgotten something.

"See you tomorrow."

He said this to his seat and locked the door of the classroom.

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

I always feel that this scene is familiar, whether it is the slightly dark corridor or the music playing in the headphones.

I suddenly had a premonition...

I won't be able to meet him today...

This thought came to my mind involuntarily.

"How is that possible..."

I dismissed this inexplicable thought. The probability of this happening was too low no matter what.

Besides, I haven’t figured out what to say when I meet him again...should I thank him directly, or...ask for his home address and go home with him under the umbrella.

No... What if he forgot? Besides, there's no way he wouldn't have brought an umbrella in this weather. He might have already returned home...

Ahhh, this is so annoying, what on earth was I expecting?

He stood still and shook his head vigorously, as if this could get rid of the random thoughts in his mind.

It doesn't make sense, but it's really effective.

So, after calming down, I found the umbrella in the umbrella tube, opened it, and prepared to go home.

Suddenly, my shoulder was touched.

No...it can't be...

I didn't look back immediately, but took off my headphones.

"Um... this looks like my umbrella, right?"

"Um...I'm sorry, I accidentally touched you."

Even though the words weren't right... the voice was familiar.

I turned to look at him and he gave me an apologetic smile.

It's him... whether it's the way he speaks or the smile on his face when he apologizes.

"I just thought this umbrella looked familiar, but...it seems I made a mistake. I'm sorry, sorry."

Before I could react, he had already rushed into the rain.

"...admit your mistake...umbrella?"

I've only heard of mistaking someone for someone else, but I've never heard of an umbrella mistaking someone else for someone else.

"...etc."

It was only then that I realized that it was not that he had identified the wrong umbrella, but that he had forgotten that he had lent it out before.

"Tsk...this guy..."

Don’t let me forget it!

I quickly chased after him, but I couldn't find him either at the school gate or on the street.

Ah... I missed the chance to thank him again.

So, I walked towards home holding the memories of the past and what I had just experienced, letting them be beaten by the rain.

Changed because of you

"What kind of person are you..."

Someone once asked me this question...Now I think it was not an ordinary question.

Because that person's expression was helpless, and even a little disgusted... perhaps it would be better to call it "questioning."

Although I know he didn't mean any harm by saying that, I still can't get over it.

Because when faced with this question, I cannot give an accurate answer.

If I have to say, I am probably a person without any characteristics.

I'm interested in everything, but if I try to delve too deeply into something, I'll inevitably get bored. Whether it's my studies or anything else, I don't really have any serious hobbies.

"Why can't you be more steady?"

Even though I didn't feel anything, my words and actions seemed extremely frivolous to others. I didn't know how I would offend them.

So, although I know a lot of people, it seems that there are no ones who can truly be called friends...

So, I am the kind of guy who is not annoying to others, but is definitely not popular either.

I, Liu Yan, am about to enter high school and decide to say goodbye to my past self.

Just like that, use this momentum to become a popular guy in high school!

Chapter 9: Changed by You

There is indeed a gap between ideal... and reality.

Even though I'd spent the entire night preparing my self-introduction, and even used the time between classes to make a good impression on the students I'd just met...but...but...

Just because of one sentence, my image in the eyes of the people in the class instantly became a pervert who liked bondage and S&M.

It’s all Shichen’s fault...ah no, it’s all Rinquanchuan’s fault!

It seems like I'm going back to the way I was before... No, it should be even worse than before. Now even girls are starting to hate me... It's even worse than before when they ignored me.

I felt my body becoming weak and I collapsed on the table unconsciously.

"I really should have listened to Xiaoyou and applied to the same school as her. Why did I have to come here on a whim to find a lasting love? There are a lot of beautiful girls, but now it seems that they have nothing to do with me. Besides, I'm already considered a pervert. The friends I've made are probably the same kind of people. What a shame. Although I have some hope, I still want friends who can discuss problems with me. So why did I have such unrealistic fantasies in the first place..."

Afterwards, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and when I opened them again, it was already evening and the sun was setting.

And I seemed to be pushed awake by someone.

The person who woke me up was a guy. He looked unremarkable at first glance, but upon closer inspection, he was quite handsome. Perhaps the reason for his poor first impression was his unkempt hair and dull eyes... In short, he seemed like a rather withdrawn type...

Have we said hello before...I don't quite remember.

"Thank you for waking me up." Still a little confused, I prepared to pick up my schoolbag and go home.

"Are you okay?" His voice was a little worried. "What Linquanchuan said to you."

"..."

It turns out those weren't dreams...

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

I thought he was a quiet person, but after hearing my complaints... or complaints, he started talking to me and said something that sounded very reasonable. And he talked non-stop...

"If I can't run, it would be bad to give up!"

This was the first time I'd heard such a principle. Giving up... wasn't something that was always discouraged? Why did it make so much sense in his mouth?

Although I didn't understand a lot of what he said to me, and I didn't remember some of it at all, but...

"Why don't you take action!"

This sentence completely stimulated my heart.

I suddenly realized that I had never taken the things I envisioned seriously. After denying myself, it was over before I even tried.

How can I possibly get what I want when I'm like this?

"Just move forward, right?"

I confirmed this.

After receiving affirmation, I decided to move forward with it.

"Ah...thank you...that..."

"Israel."

After meeting him so casually, I felt that my life had changed a lot.

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

"Your guitar playing is getting better and better." Xiaoyou's words suddenly appeared in my ears, interrupting my thoughts.

I don't know when the girl standing next to me turned out to be my neighbor...and my childhood sweetheart, Mu Linyou.

I'm no longer surprised by her sudden appearance in my room... Who knows if my mom secretly gave her the keys to my house and room.

"Um..."

I nodded slightly and paused.

"Is there anything wrong..." I looked at Xiaoyou.

"No way... didn't you agree to go shopping with me today? You actually forgot?" She puffed up her cheeks unhappily, "Xiaoyan, you really are forgetful."

"Don't call me Xiaoyan...it sounds like a girl."

I put my guitar aside, stood up, and stretched. "Besides, I don't remember promising to go shopping with you."

"No, you promised."

She flatly denied what I said.

"...I don't think..."

"I promised..."

As she spoke, she smiled and leaned closer to my face, which looked like it was covered with a shadow.