2 Meters per Second
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Not too long later, I looked again at the three girls on the corner side of this class, those who were holding their breakfast, as they waited for the girl in front of me to answer with fear.
“Ah... Anita do you know, who am I?”
“No! Who are you?”
“I Aam Pratama, when you didn't know me?”
“Get to know!”
After Anita said so, my heart became gloomy. However, for now I who want him to talk back to me this with him also exhaled a sigh of relief. In the back, to his two friends quietly whispered something about him. But around him, there was a bit of unrest.
“By the way, do you know the name of every student in this class?”
“I don't have time to remember a name.”
10 First-year people, 22 second-year people and 35 third-year people come to this class just to introduce themselves. It is hard to remember their names. For the record, if anyone comes and says something to me like. Do you remember me? The chances of me remembering it are only 20%, it must be cruel.
“Classroom is a place where you have a rare opportunity to interact with each other, so, please try to sympathize.”
“Today someone has spoken to me, this has been thirty-six times, and this is what makes me feel immediately upset.”
I complained of a deep breath and tried to calm down a little, then at the right moment I saw her again, with eyes showing her that this girl still had a lot to complain about.
“Anita, is this true. You're a book maniac?”
“I'll free you!”
Those are the sickest words spoken by his mouth, to me.
Ok, I'll describe Anita. He had a tall body, and looked not too different from the other students. However, he was wearing a shirt that perfectly matched his body so he looked taller. And he looks very graceful when he is walking anyway, maybe because his legs are long and his posture is also very good.
How can I explain it? I'm not saying that it's almost the same as a princess who's so icy cold and has a very pretty face, he looks more like an ice turtle and it seems like I'm not the only one who thinks like that here.
“Then Anita, let's be nice to each other huh?”
However, this Anita who was in front of me seemed to be in an awkward state, and she did not respond to answer my question.
The reason was indeed quite simple anyway, with the exception of myself, all the girls in this class were unwilling to talk to him.
Today's weather is very fresh, because the rain that rains down on this building has been completed, a window of the world that has just opened wide. That alone was actually already very good, and something worth emulating.
But, the main problem is that he and I are facing each other.
It's actually more serious than I thought…
It's not because I'm overconfident, but in fact, I can actually feel the gazes of all the girls in this class.
Besides, my seat this time was really fun. Because my seat this time was looking at Anita's face directly, looking at the shape of her face that was seriously paying attention to her book.
And not long after, after thinking clearly.
Maybe this is the day that time will slow down and this time is a very exciting time to apologize to Anita.
But, before that I myself will try to remain calm discussing the strange tone spoken from Anita's mouth.
It seemed, I thought that if Anita looked too serious, it would be troublesome for me. So, I try to talk about something lightly. But, Anita was determined to listen to that.
I held towards the chin with my hand and said deeply.
“Oh... Does it become like that?”
“What do you mean by being like, that?”
“It is that... Actually, I hope it won't get lost in the middle of this road you're making.”
“And what do you mean by, getting lost in the middle of it?”
“Hmmm…? Getting lost in the middle is getting lost in the middle! Use that mind! Or try asking yourself!”
I'll try to corner Anita. It seemed like he had stepped on the landmine I had made, then he fixed his gaze away from the book towards me who had just seen it.