The girl under the cherry blossoms, her smile is like a flower

"That...that was when I was in junior high school..."

The introverted girl spoke softly, her distant gaze seemed to have traveled through time and space, arriving at the scene where she first met the boy.

One cold winter morning, the boy was led into a new class by his teacher. He was a transfer student and was transferred there because of his father's work accident.

The boy was obviously not used to the life of transferring to a new school, and he was a little reserved when introducing himself. Fortunately, the teacher had experience and skillfully placed the boy next to a shy girl.

"This is Hirase-san on the left. His academic performance is very good. If Aoyama-san doesn't understand something about his studies, you can ask Hirase-san for help."

When her name was suddenly called by the teacher, the girl nodded quickly and inadvertently looked at the boy, but then moved away.

This is the first time the two have met.

Teenagers should like to learn very much. Just like the teacher said, they will ask girls if they don’t understand anything, no matter what subject.

Due to the transfer of schools, the boy didn't understand a lot, so he had to trouble the girl a lot. The girl was introverted and sometimes couldn't speak, which naturally made the process a bit tortuous.

Finally one day, the girl summoned up the courage.

"Ao...Aoyama-san, how about...why don't you ask Sanada-san..."

The girl pointed to a classmate wearing glasses in front of her. Sanada was also among the top students in this class, and his scores were on par with the girl's.

The boy was stunned for a moment, then nodded, apologized to the girl, and returned to his seat.

Although introverted, the girl still has emotional intelligence. She wanted to explain that she didn't think he was troublesome, but because she couldn't explain clearly, which would only make the boy more confused.

But she wanted to explain, but she was hesitant and unable to speak, which made the young man nervous and he became flustered.

"Hirase-san, you, you..." The boy didn't know what to say for a moment. The two looked at each other again and lowered their heads at the same time.

After a moment, the boy raised his face, and he thought of the reason for the girl's hesitation.

"I know Hirase-san didn't say this because he thought it was troublesome for me. I'm really grateful to Hirase-san during this time, otherwise my homework would definitely be a mess."

The boy looked sincere, and the girl sounded the same way, so for the first time, the two began to talk about things other than homework.

This was just the beginning, it was that day that really made the girl fall in love with the boy.

The girl was menstruating, and her stomach would hurt a little at this time, but it did not affect class, so the girl didn't care and went to school as usual.

Even in winter, the uniform for girls in Neon School is still a skirt. In order to be fashionable and gregarious, most girls do not choose pantyhose, but knee-high socks and calf socks. At most, they stick a warm baby on their belly. Come to keep out the cold.

The same was true for the girl, but she seemed to have overestimated her body's endurance. Even though she was pressed against the warm baby, the girl still felt bursts of pain in her stomach.

She finally made it to noon, but when the girl opened the already cold lunch box, her appetite suddenly disappeared.

She already had a stomachache, but the girl couldn't imagine how uncomfortable it would be if she ate a cold bento.

Just when the girl was about to lie down on the table and endure the pain silently, the boy came over, with the coldness of winter still lingering on his clothes.

The boy put the bread and oolong tea in his hand on the girl's table.

"Hirasse-san must be feeling uncomfortable in his stomach. I saw Hirase-san was holding his stomach this morning."

The boy's clothes were a little messy, and his face was white from the cold wind.

"I bought bread and tea. Hirase-san, please eat these instead of the bento."

Yes, the girl thought about it, there is a place selling hot bread in the school, but since it is winter, these breads are very popular, and if you go too slowly, you can't get them.

The oolong tea was purchased from a vending machine and was also served warm.

The girl was about to refuse, but the boy didn't give her a chance and sat back in her seat.

So the girl had no choice but to pick up the bread. It was fried noodle bread, which was not something the girl liked to eat very much, but nowadays, it was naturally countless times better than a cold bento.

The girl gratefully ate the warm bread.

From that day on, the girl found that she would pay attention to the boy next to her intentionally or unintentionally. She found that the boy's eyebrows were very beautiful, not like the thick eyebrows of boys, and he looked very delicate.

A few days later, the girl discovered that the boy's eyes seemed to be good. Although they were not very big, the dark eyes looked very energetic. This made the girl involuntarily look into the boy's eyes when talking to him.

After a while, the girl felt that the boy's temperament seemed to have changed. It seemed that it was because he was familiar with his classmates. The boy became more cheerful and talked to the girl more often. This change made the girl feel happy.

The things they talked about also expanded beyond their homework. They talked about their hobbies, favorite movies and music, and things they hated to eat.

Most of the time, the boy was talking, and the introverted girl just listened, nodding and echoing from time to time, but even so, the atmosphere was still harmonious.

Of course, the two also added Line friends. Although they didn't exchange a few words on Line, the girl was already very satisfied because before that, except for the class line group, the girl had no contact information for anyone in the class.

Winter to spring.

Spring break is over, and they are promoted to the second grade. It is as natural as a tragic movie. The boy and the girl are not in the same class.

So the girl plucked up the courage and moved around several classes, but still couldn't find the boy. It turned out that the boy had transferred schools again.

This is what a teacher said.

The story stops here. It is a very ordinary story, and can even be said to be a bit cliché, but the reality is like this, where can there be so many separations of life and death.

There are more ordinary encounters, ordinary loves, and ordinary partings.

"So, there is a continuation of the story?"

Koike Hisae finally struck up a conversation. Although she had experienced countless times more than Hirase Ami, for some reason, this ordinary emotion moved her more now.

"…Um."

Hirase Ami hadn't said so many words for a long time. She picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The refreshing aroma of the tea made her lips and teeth salivate.

"I saw him at school..."

"But he didn't seem to recognize me."