Saturday. Supposedly, a weekend to get away from class and other extra curricular activities. In short, this must be an off to school, yet… here I am attending the class, all while standing at the podium facing the whole class.

From the corner of the left side of the room is a girl, sneering at me while smiling triumphantly. Her chin resting on her hand, showing listless mood. And that girl’s none other than Shirasawa Ayase.

Yeah, right. That girl who I just had a talked yesterday smirking at me. “All right…. since none of you are saying anything… Miyamoto Kira will be the class representative onwards the whole school year.”

Oh yeah, I got elected as a class representative on our class. Majority of the students called the vote, and most of them had the thought of me and Senior Kei close to each other.

How this is happened?

1 hour, 13 minutes and 55 seconds before class…

The usual routine happens today, except that Kei and Kagome are waiting at the station before I arrived. Watching these two getting closer makes my instinct as a fanboy of girls’ love rises up.

“Good morning!” Kei, the usual enthusiasm shows as she greets me. “Good morning, Kira.” Kagome chided in, her face, subtly showing annoyance. Yeah I know what you’re trying to show to me, Senior.

“Morning….” I greeted back at the two. Since we have our different ways in the station, we decided to meet at the exit platform. The three of us walk together, tagging along with the other students.

The warm breeze faintly feel in the surroundings. And it has been a week since I got reincarnated as a character on this story. The supposedly non-existent character, became somewhat the main (?)

“Let’s have our lunch together later!” Kei, with her giddy mood, faces me as she offers it. Kagome turns to look at me, as I look at both of them. I don’t want to impose further about their relationship.

“Yeah, having Kira makes our food taste better, don’t you think?”

Shifting the conversation to me, Kagome impose a smug looks. This girl, what does she want to imply now? “Uhm, I am fine with that but, everyone seemed annoyed when I have lunch with you two. So, I suppose—

“Don’t mind those people. We are your friends, right? And who cares about them. I want to have lunch with you, so no matter what they say… doesn’t matter.”

Brimming with confidence, Kei boldly smiles at me. I don’t know if she’s just trying to invade my personal space, or she doesn’t really care about everyone at all.

“Indeed. Also, I love to eat your side dishes, Kira.” Kagome interjects, wickedly sneering at me. What’s with this woman? I sigh in exasperation and nods to agree with their suggestion.

“Yay! Look forward to our lunch later, okay?” Kei giggles as we proceed on our walk. Yeah, I’m gonna look forward to those people who will sneer at me while eating lunch together with you.

Arriving at the campus, we get separated and bid each other farewell. Since I’m a freshman and they’re sophomores, our classrooms are designated differently on each floor.

Us first years are in the first floor, with the corridor and entrance and exit way to the campus. Second and third years are located at the 2nd and 3rd floor of the buildings, together with the other elective rooms each student gets.

I open the door of my classroom, as everyone, (not much of the students gathered, only few with peers getting together.) made hustle and bustle inside. “Good morning, Kira!”

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At the window, next to my seat is a guy smiling at me as he greets. Nakazono Haruto, the one friend (?) I made yesterday. Yeah, we’re not that close but he shows familiarity towards me by using my first name.

“Good morning.” I reached my seat and place the bag at the side of the table. I sat down on the chair as he faces me sideward while grinning. “So…” he stated.

“What?” I quizzically asked. What’s this guy want right now? Nakazono’s eyebrows fuzzed together. “Senior Sakagami went here yesterday after class. She’s looking for you.”

“Really?” I asked. Imposing a question now . He might be got curious about it.

“I said you went somewhere with a girl so…”

His grin becomes uncanny; I feel something ominous will let off from him. “You and Shirasawa—”

“Nope.” I cut him off before he proceeds. Nakazono show bafflement after hearing my answer. “Really?” he asked.

“Yeah. I don’t plan to date anyone…. and Shirasawa’s not that kind of girl.”

I nonchalantly answered. I know her true identity. She’s a lesbian *gal who is in love with Kei.

*A/N.: Portrays a girl showing flashy appearance to be pretty; much more of risque looks. More of a fashion style of young girls.

Nakazono’s looks turn sour after hearing my rebut. “Oh really, but she’s pretty and has a nice body. Boys in our class admires her, and also her friend.”

I snort a sigh while preparing my stuff to be use a the class later. “Who?” I asked.

Nakazono grins again at me, and whispers. “Kobayashi Hinako. She’s quite pretty as well, but has bigger boobs than any other girls here.”

Yeah, I can see that Kobayashi is big, but like Shirasawa, she’s also not swinging like any other girls. She’s committed to love Shirasawa. Ah, thinking about the two making out when they’re alone makes me feel agitated—

“Hey, Kira.” in a sudden, someone calls my name. Appearing in front of me is Shirasawa, holding her waist while sneering at me. “What?” I asked.

“Just so you know… I will never forgive you. I’ll take vengeance for what you did yesterday. Remember that.”

She then scoffed out and walks back to her seat. Kobayashi glances at me as she wryly smiles. What’s her problem?

“Hey…” oh yeah. I forgot Nakazono is here. “Huh?” I asked.

His grin widely shown, waiting in anticipation from what happened. “What the…?! Stop your uncanny smile, dude!” I grunt out. “What? I’m just smiling. Come on, dude! Spill it!”

I narrowed my eyes to him, while he’s still smirking. What the fuck? “I didn’t do anything. I swear.”

“Oh, come on! You’re at the peak of your youth! Spill some of it to your friend!”

“No, and there’s nothing in between me and Shirasawa!” I adamantly denied. Right that moment, the chime rings, indicating that the class will start soon.

Today, we’re going to have our homeroom for our first period. The teacher entered and stand at the podium. All students flocking together dispersed out as they saw the teacher and sits back to their designated seat.

“Good morning everyone!” the teacher greet. “And today, before we start our class…. let’s first have an election for our class representative.”

Oh, a hassle job. I don’t like taking hassle jobs. The only thing I want is to make myself feel comfortable in anything that I do. In my previous life, my employer asked me if I want to be promoted in my career, but I declined ‘cause I know there will be lots of job to dumped on me without giving proper compensation to my salary.

And that’s why I don’t want to take any leadership-like work.

However…

“Anyone from the class who wants to volunteer?” the teacher announced. Everyone got quiet. Their stifled looks shown, trying not to make anyone get in the way.

“No one? Or should I do voluntold—”

“Sir.”

At the eerie silence of the class, one from the crowd raised a hand. I turn to look and sees Shirasawa raising her hand. Oh, this is good, she’s volunteering—

“I nominate Miyamoto Kira as our class representative.”

What?

What did she….?

Everyone from the class murmurs as they heard what Shirasawa said. Some of the students turn to face me. Even Nakazono, showing baffled expression on his face, turns to gaze at me.

“I also nominated Miyamoto Kira!” one from the boys raises his hand. The fuck!?

The teacher then turns his eyes on me. “Miyamoto Kira.” he called. The sudden chills lurked throughout my body as I heard my name. “Please stand up.”

Fuck this! Shirasawa sneering at me while wickedly snicker. Every student’s eyes focuses on me. “Does anyone want to volunteer? If none, then Miyamoto will be our class representative.”

As the teacher asked, none from my classmates, even Nakazono didn’t speak anything. The eerie and looming feeling of dread befall upon me. “All right, since no one’s going to say anything, Miyamoto Kira…. come here in the podium.”

Fuck! What do I do!? I reluctantly follow the beckoning of my teacher and stands at the podium. Watching the class in front, all of their eyes averted off from me, except Nakazono, who is smirking, and Shirasawa, showing triumphant smile.

Now, I know what she’s saying now….

This is her revenge. Because I said something absurd to her.

“From today onwards, you will be our class representative…. Miyamoto Kira.”

My teacher faces me as he smiles gently. Yeah, I hate doing hassle works, but now… this seemed to be the doom of my life.