We Meet Again My First Love
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““““Gooooood morning Ma~am Iris~””””
Everyone excluding me greets ma'am Iris.
But why do students tend to put a tone as if they're singing when they're greeting their teacher? It's been like that since pre-school. Well, at least that's what I observed.
“Take your seat.”
We all obey and sit on our chair.
Usually, if it's other teachers, some would start doing their own businesses. Talking softly to each other or giggling. They will stop when the teacher starts their lecture.
However, everyone are currently behaving properly to the point they look stiff.
It's perhaps because ma'am seems aloof and cold. She's also the indifferent type who won't talk when not asked. Her words are concise as well.
Moreover, her silver long hair and ice blue eyes which shows no emotions but pure tranquility are probably increasing her noble temperament.
Ma'am Iris rarely shows emotions, wait, in fact I haven't seen her express any sort of emotions. Well, it's still the 2nd month of the school year and I only have seen her when it's her turn to teach.
I never seen ma'am nor interacted with her outside the classroom.
Right, when ma'am is ‘scolding’ someone, she acts like as if she's just doing a job by the book. It's monotonous.
Her voice and tone are neutral and her context of words are formal and kind of polite too. But well, it's scarier.
Fear of the unknown is the greatest fear of any sentient being. The inability to clearly comprehend something makes the brain simulate it's own scenarios which are mostly leaning to the worse as a form of defensive mechanism.
When someone did something worthy of scolding and ma'am Iris called them out, they expect that they will be scolded and prepare themselves for it.
However, ma'am Iris is calm so they're uncertain when on hell that ‘scolding’ will come.
The longer it takes, the more intense the fear becomes. They don't know what would happen or if ma'am is really angry or not?
It's like in the horror movies. Didn't you notice that movies has scary BGM playing before a scary thing come out?
This music let the audience know that something is gonna happen. And this make them anticipate it and their body and mind prepares for that scary thing.
The one who experienced this first-handedly in the first month of the year are the boys who are frequently at the back.
Currently, because it's ma'am Iris, they are all separated to each other and are sitting to their assigned seats.
Our seating arrangement is by alphabetical order which boys are in between two girls. The ratio of girls to boys is higher after all. And this arrangement is assumed to prevent boys from messing around given that they're noisy together.
Well, it's basically useless. Boys, and even girls in fact, moved and switched seats to others to be with their group.
And actually, girls are also noisy together— Noisier in fact.
However, look at all of them, they're all silent. What happened to you guys?
I subconsciously giggled physically, “Fufufufu.”
Ma'am Iris looked into my eyes.
“What's so funny Mr. Reverren? Want to share it in front of the class?”
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Everyone turned their eyes on me. I can see some of them holding back their laughter.
I stand up.
“Sorry ma'am but we don't have time for that.”
“Don't worry. We're all fine letting you speak for one hour. So please do.”
Ma'am sits down on her seat waiting for me calmly with no signs of anger nor irritation.
My classmates looks scared and my seatmate is nudging me while lowering her head.
“I'm sorry ma'am.”
“So you don't want to share it?”
“N—”
“Ma'am! Can you please let Mark-kun slide. He's just really mischievous?”
I was about to reply but Mary suddenly stand up for me trying to convince ma'am.
“Sit back mister Reverren and behave.”
Ma'am Iris glances at Mary before monotonously telling me to sit down.
“Thank you po ma'am.”
Mary sits back after thanking ma'am Iris with a happy smile.
Her appearance is short and petite with chestnut colored short hair matching greatly with her bright yellow eyes. This eyes of hers is like those of a sun. Bright and passionate.
You're really like a sun Mary fufufu.
I give her a thumbs up and Mary just smiles back at me while shaking her head lightly.
“I have some news for you. You will meet a new classmate who transferred from Manila. I hope you all get along with her.”
Everyone let a soft ‘Oh~’ sound but immediately silenced themselves.
I wonder who is it.
Whatever. I don't really care.
“I'll go get her.”
Ma'am checks on her phone before leaving.
Hmm..?
My female seatmate tugs the sleeves of my uniform.
“Reverren, Reverren.”
“What?”
She shows me her phone. There's a certain anime fan art on her phone.
“You've watch this anime right? I liked it but I want more. Is it the end? I can't seem to find the next season.”
“Fumufumu, I agree. This is indeed a masterpiece. It's animation quality is topnotch as well and not a CGI. Who did you liked in that?”
“I liked the girl with yellow short hair. I like how cool she is and always seem to be level-headed. She's intelligent and cute. And I love how she tried to do something out of character just to make the main protagonist fall for her. Even though the MC is already taken, she still followed her feelings. So, I shipped her with the MC and I hope she win in the end.”
“I see I see. That's indeed exciting. So you wanted more?”
“Yes. Is there a manga or something?”
“Oh... there's a novel. Wait... Oh, I sent you the link.”
“Eh? Really... Oh, nice! Thank you Mark!”
Fufufufu~
“Eh? Wait. Why there's only 23 chapters starting from the last arc in the anime? And the last update is like six years ago.”
“Oh that. The author committed suicide.”
She looks blank for a moment then stares at her phone in daze.
“What...?”
She looks at me expressionlessly but with mouth agape.
“Why...? That's... oh..”
I pat her back.
“It's fine it's fine. It can't be helped. That's life.”
“Sniff..”
Oh hell. She's about to cry.
“Uh. You can just continue it yourself. Write a novel and give your series the ending you desire.”
“But.. I'm not that—”
“Shhh~ Don't say it. Don't you want it? Then do something about it yourself. Why do you cry when you can't get what you want when you haven't even done anything yourself?”
“I....”
She remains silent then tightens her facial muscles afterwards.
“I got it! I'll try it. Thanks.”
She looks at me thankfully then suddenly sharpens her gaze.
“You did it on purpose did you? Geez.”
“Of course.”
“You're so cruel. But I'll listen to you hehe.”
“Don't worry. I'll help you.”
“Eh? You know how to write a novel?”
“Fufu. I'm a published author you know.”
“Really?”
“Yes. I never lie.”
She's looking at me with suspicion and is about to speak but ma'am is back with a girl one head shorter than me following behind her.
Well... This is...
“Get back to your seats.”
She then signals the girl.
“Kindly introduce yourself.”
Oh hell, even for me this is a surprise.
“Everyone, nice to meet you. I'm ‘Mae M. Gradielle’. I'll be studying with you all for the rest of the school year. Please take care of me.”
Her cool voice with hidden cheeriness sounds along with the blow of the wind.
Her black short hair flutters in the air and her dark brown eyes reflects the sunlight coming from her left.
Yeah right. Fufufufu~ To think we will meet again.
Welcome—
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—My first love.