What was it now?
I glance to the right of me to find Ayanokoji standing a few feet away from me. And with him stood the second protagonist Horikita Suzune. We had all just shared a glance and because of it, at this point in the story they should be having their first conversation together.
"You were looking at me a while ago. Why?" She looked at him with a firm gaze.
"Sorry. I was just a bit interested. Whatever the reason is, it was pretty clear you didn't have any thoughts on giving up your seat to the old woman, right?"
"That's right, I didn't want to give up my seat. What's wrong with that?"
"No, it's just that I thought the same thing. I also didn't have any intention of giving up my seat. I like to stay out of trouble. I don't like being concerned with such things."
"Stay out of trouble? Don't compare me to you. I didn't give up my seat because I did not feel the need to give it up."
"Isn't that worse than just staying out of trouble?"
"I don't know. I'm just acting on my own beliefs. It's different from people who avoid troublesome things like you. I don't want to spend time with people like you."
"… I feel the same way."
"And you? What was your reason?" She asked as she looked in my direction with half hearted interest.
"Me?"
Was she talking to me? Why would she be talking to me?
"Yes you." She said it as if it was obvious. "Besides us who else is here?"
I slowly looked around to find that she was right. Everyone else had already gone in and we three were the last. So there was really no one else she could be talking to besides me.
But why did she care about what I thought? My opinion didn't really matter.
"Are you not going to answer?"
I looked at them both and shrugged. "My reason? It wouldn't change anything if I told you. None of us gave up our seats in the end. So whatever the reason was behind it, at this point I don't think it matters. We kept our seats and the old woman got to sit down. The situation ended peacefully, continuing to talk about it now would be redundant." I turned my gaze back towards the gate. "Let's not waste our time on such trivial matters and let's get to class."
They both deliberately sighed in unison and we all started to walk towards the same direction.
I knew neither one of them was in the mood to talk back and forth with me or with each other. So I figured that it was better to cut the conversation short between us. And besides my thoughts were non existent. And my reason was simple.
I was tired and I wanted to sleep longer.
It had nothing to do with wanting to stay out of trouble, wanting to stay true to my personal beliefs or contributing to society.
I couldn't careless about any of that. Such thoughts were silly to me.
You either didn't or did want to give up your seat. There was no guns pressed to our heads. Our lives weren't threatened into an ultimatum.
We clearly had a choice. And we chose.
What did it matter if we had a reason behind it or not. The choice was already made and no one got hurt.
That was that.
•••••••
The first day of school was always about making connections. As a student you must make friends in order to enjoy the rest of your school life. If you fail you'll most likely become an outcast. A loner.
Which is true.
But there's one misconception that many misunderstand because of it. And that is, that you have to make connections and establish a decent friendship in the beginning of the year. During the first few days of school.
But I'd like to disagree with that.
It is true that after the first couple of days of getting to know each other, students will branch off into their own cliques. Leaving no room for anyone else to intervene and make friends.
Though this was quite common you need to always keep in mind that birds of a feather flock together. And if you can find a flock of birds that are similar to you, making friends will never be impossible.
And trust me when a say there is always a flock of birds waiting for you. You just have to look.
But unfortunately I was not a person who made friends. We were more of acquaintances then buddies. My social skills were horrid, but that wasn't why I never had friend. It was because I never allowed myself to have one. For some reason I could never consider anyone as a true friend. As if they themselves, were unworthy of my friendship.
But that wasn't the case.
Again. My social skills are terrible.
So when the entrance ceremony was done I didn't stick around and try to make conversation with anyone. I figured if it was meant to be it would happen. I wanted to avoid any awkward situations.
I smoothly entered the classroom and headed straight towards the back. I chose the seat by the window in the second to last row. The exact seat that was in front of Ayanokoji and diagonal from Horikita.
Believe me when I tell you that it was pure coincidence. Nothing more.
Ayanokoji wasn't the only one that favored the window seat. In fact if you were a slacker that was the go to spot.
I'm speaking from experience of course. As a light sleeper and one who loves to sleep, I had always sat in the back.
It was a comfortable seat. It was my favorite seat.
But that seat belonged to Ayanokoji and I couldn't mess up the plot by taking it. So I settled for second best.
And that was fine by me. I would be resting anyways.
Putting my bag down, I sat in my seat and proceeded to fold my arms and lay my head down on top.
The classroom was semi full. I carefully watched as everyone busied themselves with their class materials or spent time talking to their friends.
Friends that I didn't have.
Dang!
Why was I such an introverted loner?
As I was having a tiny life crisis I heard a deep sigh come from behind me. I didn't have to think hard to know who it was.
It was no one else but Ayanokoji. Who was also having an inner tormoil with himself.
Was this the legendary birds of a feather flock together scenario? Or would I be eating my own words soon?
"That was a heavy sigh even though the school semester hasn't started yet. I feel like sighing after meeting you again."
Right...
She was also here. Maybe I wouldn't have to eat my own words after all.
"So we all ended up in the same class in the end, huh?"
I guess we did.
It appears that fate was looking out for us.
"I'm Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. Nice to meet you."
"A sudden self introduction?"
Sudden? Did y'all not have a conversation not to long ago?
"Even if you call it sudden. It's our second time talking to each other. Isn't an introduction fine?"
"Do you mind if I reject your greeting?"
"I think it would be awkward if we didn't know each other's name. Even though we sit next to each other."
"I think it would be fine."
"Is your friend in another class. Or did you come here alone?"
"Your a curious one, aren't you? You won't find talking to me, to be very interesting."
"If I'm being a bother to you just tell me to shut up."
If she did tell him that would their relationship be different in the future?
She sighed. "My name is Horikita Suzune."
A name that had already been imprinted in my mind. Both his and hers together.
"And you over there, what's your name?"
Whose name?
"I know your not sleep. You should respond when someone's talking to you."
I should respond. But I didn't have to.
I lifted my head up and looked at her with eyes full of questions.
Why was she once again adding me into their conversation? Was talking to Ayanokoji not enough?
I was confused, but I answer anyway because it could potentially be the start of a friendship. I knew Ayanokoji felt the same. "Gywdion. My name is Gwydion."
"That's it?" She asks.
That's it. I didn't have to give her my full name. It way was too long anyway.
Gwydion Amaetheon Welsh.
It was a name. But a name too hard to remember. I wanted to give her something simple. Something that rolled off the tongue more easier. So I only gave my first name.
But why did she seem offended by my answer?
Her eyes narrowed in on me as if she was studying some type of object. An object that didn't make any sense.
This made me question myself.
Was I suddenly the odd ball out of the three of us?
I looked towards Ayanokoji and he seemed fine with my answer. Why wasn't she?
Or maybe I was blowing things out of proportion because she continued on like I never said a word.
Typical of her...