Two years have passed by since I left school.
My family yelled at me to go when I start my first year of high school.
I listened to them and decided to go. I was lucky to even be accepted, since my academic level was far behind of a normal high schooler.
The next day, would be my first day in high school.
But for the night I went to my gym room and started training. Punching bags away in to the night.
I woke up thinking I was going to be late.
It was barely six in the morning. I started getting ready and ate breakfast as I watched the time slowly.
I walked towards school, nervously, I didn't know what it was going to be like, being back at school. I was almost afraid, thinking. "What if my middle school classmates were attending the same school as me right now?"
I really hoped not. It would suck. My quiet life in high school wouldn't be a thing if word got out that I used to be a fat errand boy for kids in middle school.
I would have eyes all over me.
So I wore baggy clothes to cover all of the muscle that I had from my training.
Boxing wasn't my only strength.
I got to learn some other martial art and defense lessons. Hopefully I wouldn't have to do any fighting. Causing a ruckus would be the last thing I would want to do.
As I got to my first class, I recognized one specific name that I overheard.
"Watanabe Aoi"
This name..
It was.. my middle school crush?!
She was the best looking girl back then. And she kind of still is. I never confessed though, even before I left. It's been so long.
Though it seems as if my feelings faded. I forgot about my feelings. I pushed myself away, just to become stronger. I want a normal life.
But..
When we got our seating charts, I found myself sitting next to her???
"Hey! It's nice to meet you, my name is Watanabe Aoi."
She suddenly surprised me, I just said a normal hello and refocused on class.
I'm glad she didn't recognize me though. I just hope no one finds out.
My first day passed by normally as I hoped, and I went straight to training and doing my usual morning routine.