"Here, for you!"
"Thank you!"
Lina handed me a piece of paper and I thanked her.
Our relationship was limited to that, so Lina left immediately after handing it over.
"Oh, you're pretty too. What's your name? How come you're late?"
"Is your hair color real?"
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Hehe... sorry, can you ask one question at a time?"
As I was about to read the piece of paper given to me by Lina, I heard the voices of some of my classmates who seemed to be talking to Fisa.
I knew it from the questions about her appearance such as her pretty face and hair color.
I put off reading this piece of paper and put it in my desk drawer.
I can read it anytime, I thought.
I looked back slightly and saw Fisa who was being mobbed by a lot of people, probably around five people, two boys and three girls.
"So what's your name?"
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Hey, wait! I asked her first!"
"Why? Is there a problem?"
They started arguing over Fisa's answer.
"Looks like you're in trouble, Fisa," I muttered to myself.
I couldn't do anything.
I could only stare at her from a distance.
Well, that's the way it should be.
Fisa should be able to face them on her own.
But...
"You guys, don't make her feel uncomfortable!"
Lina started handing sheets of paper to Fisa and some people nearby.
Their attention was drawn to Lina and of course they accepted the sheets of paper.
Uh, what's wrong?
For some reason, I was grateful that Lina was helping Fisa who seemed to be in trouble.
Why am I so relieved?
This is unusual.
The normal me would've ignored it and I'd probably be outside the classroom by now.
Emotions and feelings, which is it?
I still don't understand.
AGHH!!!
No, not now.
Gosh, my head hurts so much.
I'm thinking about it too much.
I need to change the atmosphere and go outside the classroom now, maybe the restroom is a good choice.
"Ah!"
I winced slightly in pain.
I winced quietly so that they wouldn't hear.
Holding my head with both hands, I slowly walked out of the classroom.
Fortunately, the headache I had was starting to disappear.
I just need to think clearly without thinking about anything so that the headache can disappear.
With this I was able to get out of the classroom and go to the toilet immediately.
Actually, I had resisted this call of nature since I entered the classroom earlier and finally felt relieved after throwing it away.
After leaving the toilet, I originally intended to meet Rose, but when I came out I found a pair of boys and girls entering the same toilet.
Shouldn't the boys' and girls' restrooms be separated?
Why did this girl enter the boys' restroom with him?
Of course this confused me.
I didn't know them, and I thought they were also first-year students who had just entered this school.
I actually didn't care about the two of them, but apparently my curiosity was higher than my indifference, so in the end I decided to follow her.
I abandoned my intention to meet Rose for a moment, then I re-entered the restroom to answer my curiosity.
I approached a little more cautiously so I could hear their voices.
"Come on, there's no one here!"
"No, I don't want to!"
"Please just for a moment!"
"No, don't!"
From what I heard, they might do something indecent.
My curiosity was answered now, so I went back to my original intention of meeting Rose.
This is a common thing for me, I usually choose not to interfere in other people's problems.
If there is one party asking for help and the other looks like a criminal, after knowing what happened, I will leave it alone.
If I were to help them, it would only be a waste of my time.
Really, I just want to be more free and relax, that's all.
But...
Ah, don't think about it anymore!
Wandering around in such a vast school made me a little amazed, I thought that there would be a lot of new students who got lost and couldn't return to their dormitories, that's because this school is really vast.
I looked at the weather forecast screen and found that it was going to be cloudy today.
I don't know if that's a good thing or not, but I certainly don't care.
"Kringgg!!! Breakfast time!"
Oh, the screen changed appearance and a bell sounded out of nowhere.
The screen displayed the words "Breakfast Time!".
I thought they were telling the students to gather in the dining hall, it was obviously time for breakfast.
The daily meals were prepared by the school and they called the students to eat in this way.
Having no other choice, I went to the dining room next to class 1-A.
The dining halls for grades 1, 2, and 3 are different, so when mealtime comes the first graders will gather in the dining hall next to class 1-A.
Likewise, the second and third graders will gather in the dining room next to class 2-A and 3-A.
I think class A has an advantage because the dining hall is right next to their class.
It also allows them to enjoy their meal earlier.
Arriving at the dining hall, I was handed a small paper with numbers on it by the teacher at the front, I looked at the paper and found the number 84.
When I was about to ask what this paper meant, she immediately explained briefly.
"The numbers on that paper are the order numbers to get your food and the place where you will sit."
"Okay."
I could only nod to be understood by her, so after that I went inside and saw many students sitting at the dining table waiting for their breakfast.
I was a bit surprised because all the dining tables and chairs were separated by one square.
The students are told to focus on eating properly without doing anything unnecessary.
Even so, there is still a noisy atmosphere in this room due to several things, such as students chatting at a distance and the sound of spoons and forks touching plates.
The conditions are almost the same as the classroom, it looks like eating independently.
It was true that there were numbers on the seats, I quickly searched for seat number 84 and found it in the center and sat there and waited.
"Number 84?"
"Yes."
"Enjoy!"
"Yes, thank you!"
A waiter then came towards me with banana oatmeal and milk.
She put it on the table.
Before leaving, I thanked her for bringing me the food.
"Bon appetit!"
Following my father's habit before eating, I started to eat the food.
I should eat my breakfast leisurely.
I shouldn't be in a hurry because I'm sure Rose is also in the dining room.
This food does taste good, the banana is very soft when eaten, especially with milk as a drink.
Then after a few minutes, I finished it without realizing it.
"Thank you for the food!"
Having no more reason to be here, I decided to continue my journey to see Rose.
I wanted to discuss something with her.
It was something important, and I hoped she would talk to me.