Ordinary I and Extraordinary Them

I've been bad at talking to people for a long time.

I hated crowds with people and spent a lot of time reading books in the classroom by myself.

Those who isolate themselves from the flock gather the gaze of men wherever they may be.

That doesn't change whether it's school or society.

I began to gather my gaze from nature and the students when I was just quiet.

Pure interest.

Why doesn't she join in our own circle?

Unfounded mockery.

Before that, she didn't have any friends.

So many students laughed so much that they couldn't even get into the circle like they did.

But the students who looked at her never ceased to follow.

And even if I had a chance to talk to the students, the boys twitch somewhere restless and talk to the girls as if they cared too.

It was at first that I questioned but immediately guessed why there was such a response around me.

Clarify, that some elementary, middle school students who attended were looking good about themselves.

Plus, it has something to do with my parents being so-called rich.

I'll admit my parents are fine people.

Otherwise, you wouldn't have grown the company so far in a generation to get the money.

My father said.

"As I worked so hard on my job, when I realized I was saving money, and I had more men"

Everything is the result of my father's efforts.

So I'm just benefiting from that, not that I'm great at anything.

However, the title treasurer was effective enough to speed up isolation within the class.

The gaze of favor was directed at the men, and from the women was the object of jealousy.

People don't like people who have something a little different around them.

So neither do I. I don't have more conversations than I need to.

I didn't feel the need for it.

If you really want to talk to me, you should talk to me normally without worrying about that...

You don't have to be handsome like a prince.

Someone who treats me very normally...

With that in mind, I spent my middle school years.

Always alone, I can turn a cold gaze even when I talk to you.

Students who can no longer stand that gaze leave her one after the other, forgetting the conversation.

How long has she only come to be called this for similar actions that are repeated?

♪ Ice queen ♪

I'm just not a treasurer, I'm not attracted to appearance, I'm not here to treat you as a single woman, etc.

During my high school entrance ceremony, I was thinking about that.

Still, a gaze I'm already used to from around.

Is it out of curiosity or jealousy, as if you were even looking at a brand thing?

Is it just an interest again?

Still doesn't change at all.

Even in this high school, I'm exposed to gaze from favors from boys and jealousy from girls.

With a small sigh, I look down to give up half my high school life, which is just the beginning.

But that day.

Since I met him, there has only been a slight change in the emotions in me.

Lunch break one day after a while after enrollment.

Since I saw a boy talking to a cat on a bench in the courtyard.

Minoru Kirasaka, ed. Start