This is the first short story we ever wrote in
our
But I'll post other things first, haha. Even though this story is too short.
But please have fun.
please enjoy it
Wow~~~~~~~
CR.SHL
The sky was clear, with no clouds, bright blue...that definitely didn't mean the sky on this page. Because now it has entered winter.. The sky was still a bit overcast, with light rain interspersed with light sunshine every now and then. Even though the sky changes a bit But there is still one thing that hasn't changed anywhere, that is..
“It's me.”
Now I'm looking at him through the tea-colored glass in a room. He looked like he was busy checking work. Every day would probably be like this. And has he eaten yet? Aren't you hungry? During the break time, I saw him just doing his work. Aren't you tired?...I thought about it. And walked through that room.....
That room is a room that not many people want to enter. If there is no business You probably think of the school rules president's room. And there's a handsome president. Heh, it's not like that.. That room....
“It's the teacher's room!”
He knows..no..everyone knows that I like him..I don't know where they found out..I often secretly look at him. I don't really dare to talk to him. He seems like a calm, cool person. But I think..I see his cuteness..It's strange. Even though we haven't talked much. But I realized that He is a gentle person. be honest and honest.....
.....That's right! If he wasn't an honest person, I might have been trapped and dragged into a cave by him.
Sigh...it's like one-sided love that seems impossible...
That's right!...It's impossible.. - -
I secretly liked him for a long time. So I mustered up the courage to confess my love to him. I hope he can see the love in my eyes.. on a blue sky that looks dull, I'm excited and nervous when I call him. I'm really excited Until I accidentally shouted out
“Teacher! I like the teacher!”
He looked a bit shocked.. But he acted like I was joking. Well, we're still children. It's not the age to have any kind of love. And he went about his business. If I observe carefully I saw what he was thinking like.. However, I am well aware that “This love will never come true?”
... I'm not crying, I'm not sad, I think..that's enough. That has been said How do I feel about him? This is enough.
After this semester ended..we didn't see each other again. I'm still here But he had gone to a very far place where he had come from..
I still miss him to this day.... But I can't make him look back at me..
"Let's get over it..we"
Ah..it's finished. Thank you for reading to the end. I haven't described anything in a long time. There might be something strange. But every word that is typed comes from the heart and the right brain that is used so much. The left side of my brain is almost atrophied haha. See you in the next story.
“See u next time!”
-Cream Soda-