Today is now my second day in this world. Just like that, what happened yesterday got spread out throughout the school like a wildfire. Aimy’s haters sprouted everywhere and before I know it, no one ever tried to get near Aimy again.

‘I want to experience a normal high school student's life.’ That is indeed Aimy's request. With that, it is now possible. But, that is all I can do because unfortunately, I am not an expert in this field. I am a unique high school student after all. That is why I need to find the right one for the job and that is...

"Meryl...can I talk to you?" I asked to her just after I entered the room. I went to school earlier than usual just to make a request to her.

"Huh? Why?" she asked with a puzzled face.

"Let’s go to the rooftop," I said with seriousness.

“Uhmm, okay,” she replied.

Just like that, we are now at the rooftop with only the two of us.

"Meryl..." I said with a serious expression.

"Is this perhaps…a confession?" she asked with a clueless face.

"O-Of course not!”

“Really?”

“Why the heck will I even confess to you early in the morning? Listen, confessions are always done in the end of the class. Imagine if you rejected me this instant. Wouldn’t this entire day be the most awkward day of my life?”

“I see…*scribble*…*scribble*…”

“Why the heck are you taking notes?”

“Then, want to go back to the classroom and continue this after the class?”

“I said that I won’t confess right? I just want to…request something."

"To be your girlfriend?”

"I already told you, didn’t I? I won’t confess!"

What the heck is wrong with her?

She suddenly laughed and said, "I’m just joking. Then, what do you want to tell me?"

"Jeez. Can you help me with something?"

"W-what…did you…say?" she asked with a very surprised expression.

"Why are you that surprised?”

"Who are you? A doppelganger of OT?"

"Right, right. I know that this is really out of my character but..."

"But?"

"I need to help Aimy and I can only do that with your assistance," I followed seriously.

"..."

"She said to me that she wants to experience the life of a normal student but...I know that mine is not an example of an ordinary high school life. What she wanted is...how you live, a life together with friends. That is why…I need your help…please."

"..."

"Meryl?"

"The incident yesterday…do you have something to do with that?" she asked with a sudden seriousness.

"Yeah. I am that fan girl who got pushed by her," I replied honestly.

"Why did you do that? Because of that, Aimy’s reputation is now at worst, you know."

"Then, can you think of any other plan that will make those fans stop from chasing her around?"

"But..."

"..."

She then let out a deep sigh and said, "I accept it."

"Meryl..."

"As a class representative, I have a responsibility on Aimy…and on you. Because of what you did, I have no choice but to help Aimy," she said with her usual cheerful smile.

How much responsibility does she intend to take?

"Thanks," I replied with a smile.

"Last question," she said with a sudden serious face.

"?"

"Did you help her because…you like her?"

Suddenly, my cross produced a red light and formed these choices in front of me:

[Yes.]

[No.]

"..."

"..."

I can’t let a similar incident like the one when Sheena suddenly confessed to me happen again. That is why…

"Yes. I like Aimy," I replied, conveying that that’s really the case.

She then smiled and replied, "Then, let’s go back to the room or we will be late."

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Just like that, the morning class ended and we are now at the rooftop. I explained my plan to Aimy and…

"That is why Meryl will help us starting today," I explained to Aimy while we are eating for lunch.

"My name is Meryl, nice to meet you," Meryl introduced with a cheerful smile.

"I know you. You are the class representative of our class, right?"Aimy asked excitedly.

"Yup."

"And you?"

"My name is Sheena, the only friend of Orel Takahara," Sheena said proudly.

"What is with that introduction? Anyway, why the heck are you even here?" I asked because of her sudden appearance.

“Well, I saw you with two girls so out of shock, I immediately rushed here,” Sheena replied and laughed.

“And…” I looked at the girl beside Meryl.

“Well, I think Laira’s free anyway so I invited her too,” Meryl explained with a big smile.

“Sorry for the sudden intrusion,” Laira whispered shyly and bowed. She then lifted her head and looked at me straight into the eyes.

“It’s…fine. You’re welcome here,” I replied after averting my gaze, slightly blushing.

"Anyway. Or, you are that cross-dresser yesterday, aren’t you?" she asked while looking at me suspiciously.

"!"

I've been found out!

"I am there you know. That girl looks exactly like you so when I stared carefully, I noticed that it is really you. We are together for eleven years so you can’t fool me with just a wig and a make-up, you know," Sheena continued.

“So that girl is Orel,” Laira whispered with a slight surprised look.

"I didn’t know that you are quite beautiful when you are like that," Sheena continued with a teasing smile.

"I will never do that again!" I shouted.

"Anyway, why did you do that? Don’t tell me that cross-dressing is now your hobby,” Sheena asked.

"Of course not! Aimy, can I also tell Sheena our plan? I think that she can become a big help to us too so..."

"Of course," Aimy replied with a smile. “You can also listen, Laira.”

I then explained everything and after that…

"I see. That is indeed a plan of yours," Sheena commented with a convinced face.

"Then, let’s help Aimy with her wish," Meryl said with excitement.

“I’ll…try my best to help too,” Laira followed shyly.

"You went here to get some ideas for your new song, right?" Sheena asked.

"Yes. It is about high school life after all," Aimy replied.

"It’s a love story again, right?" Sheena asked.

"Yes. The truth is I went here to meet my ideal man," Aimy answered with a shy smile.

“Really? Well, it is a love story after all,” Meryl commented.

"Wait, aren’t you and Lance currently dating?" Sheena asked.

"We are just a love team, that’s all. Also, I still don’t know what true love feels like. That is why I am here.”

"Then, let’s start at that problem," Meryl suggested.

"I agree," Sheena followed. “How about you, Laira?”

Laira then nodded and looked at Aimy.

Girls talk, huh. I think that I should just watch and let them handle it.

"What type of guy do you like?" Meryl asked.

"I am quite curious too," Sheena asked with an interested face.

"A boy who you can rely on at any time, a boy who can save you at any kinds of trouble and a boy with a very admirable aura around him because of his actions and beliefs…something like that."

“That’s a really admirable person if you really managed to find one,” Laira whispered with a smile.

"But looks like that will be a hard task," Sheena commented.

How can I be like that in less than two days?

"How about the looks?" Meryl asked.

"Well…I am not that concerned about the looks but maybe…a little handsome, I think," Aimy replied.

"I see. So Or is now disqualified," Sheena said with a disappointed face.

Is she saying that my looks are below average? I am quite confident that my looks are slightly above average, you know.

I then looked at Laira to confirm my belief but she just instantly looked away after our eyes met.

I guess…I should reconsider if that’s really true.

"How about the build?" Meryl asked.

"Well, a tall person has its unique charm, right? It gives you the impression that you can always rely on him," Aimy answered.

I am just a few centimeters taller than her.

"You are quite tall, you know. Is OT’s height okay or you are really looking for someone who is around two meters?" Meryl asked.

"Yup, someone like Orel," Aimy followed with a smile.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Wh-what I mean is Orel’s height is my ideal," she immediately continued and laughed.

“I see,” Sheena replied.

After hearing that, Laira made a deep sigh.

"How about the character?” Meryl asked.

"Well, as long as he is kind, it’s fine," Aimy answered.

"Or…I am quite sure now. You really…don’t stand a chance,” Sheena said to me, clearly pitying me.

"Don’t be too exaggerated, Sheena. I think that OT still has some kindness left in his heart."

"Some?!" I asked with a surprised face. “That’s not even a proper follow up!”

I then looked at Laira as my last resort.

She then looked away and while blushing, she replied, “You’re kind…Orel.”

That’s…not convincing at all…

Well, I am really rotten after all. Being kind, huh. I still have two days so I will start reading a bible tonight.

"By the way Sheena, why do you call Orel ‘Or’?"Aimy asked with a sudden curiousity.

"That nickname? Well, this happened back when we were still in 1st grade. One day, our teacher gave us a surprise quiz. Because it is really hard, no one even passed…except someone. That is no other than Orel but he made a very funny mistake. The name written on that paper is only Or. It looks like he didn’t able to finish writing his name. Because of that, our teacher gave him a zero. Since then, every one of us called him Or. Funny, right?" Sheena explained in a lively manner.

Well, May is absent that day after all. If she’s there, I’m sure that she’ll get a perfect score.

"So you are already friends for that long," Aimy commented.

“It’s nice that you two are still getting along," Meryl followed, smiling.

“I agree,” Laira said with a smile.

Even though she said every one of my classmates, that nickname has been forgotten by everyone after I entered 2nd grade. That means that Sheena is the only one...who survived associating with me for this long.

"How about you Meryl? Why OT?"Aimy continued.

"Well, OT just became my classmate this year so I just imitated my classmates. I wonder why they call him like that,” she answered while wondering.

You called me by that nickname without knowing what it means?

"Isn’t it his initials? Orel Takahara, O.T. Am I correct?"Aimy said.

"I see," Meryl replied with a convinced face.

That is the fake meaning of my nickname. It is really 'Auti' that stands for Autistic. Who the heck started that darn nickname anyway? I will kill that person this instant.

"So I am the only one who doesn’t have my own nickname for Orel," Aimy commented enviously.

"You want your own?" both Meryl and Sheena asked.

Laira then slightly raised her hand shyly and followed, “Me too.”

“Really? Then, let’s think of a nickname for Orel together,” Aimy suggested excitedly.

“Okay,” Laira replied with a smile.

"I wonder what we should call him. Orel...Takahara. Ohara[1]?" Aimy asked.

“Am I some island that was destroyed by the buster call?” I retorted seriously.

"Then…Takahara...Orel. Takarel[2]?" Laira followed while tilting her head slightly to the side.

“Am I some new species of fish?” I retorted once again.

"Well…Orel is fine," I replied.

"But..." Aimy whispered, somehow not convinced.

"That is also unique just so you know. No one from our classmates calls me Orel except you, right? They are all calling me Auti."

"Well…fine, Orel," she replied with a smile. “Is that okay to you too, Laira?”

“Yes,” Laira answered with a smile.

Suddenly, the bell that signals the start of the afternoon class chimed.

"It’s already time for the afternoon class, huh. Time really is fast," Sheena said.

"You’re right," Aimy replied.

"How about we go to Karaoke Land after the class?" Meryl asked.

That place again? Do girls really that addicted in singing?

"That sounds great," both Aimy and Sheena replied. Laira also nodded.

"..."

"How about you, Orel?" Laira asked.

Jeez.

"Well…I don’t have anything to do so..." I shyly whispered while looking away.

Because of my answer, everyone gave me a smile.

“Lets hurry up and we’ll miss the class,” Sheena and Meryl said after they’ve reached the exit door.

“We’re coming. Let’s go, Orel, Laira,” Aimy said with a smile.

“Right,” I said and smiled unconsciously.

I wonder when did hanging out with others become natural for me?