Takagi woke up by the stinging light of the morning blazing sun coming in through the windows. “I should have covered it with curtains,” Takagi thought to himself while yawning away. He arose from his bed and pulled on his T-shirt slightly in order to let some of the excess heat and sweat clinging to his to be released and mixed in with some fresh air as he went on to open the windows. Takagi prepared himself and went on to the usual routine, a quick shower, dressing himself for school and a quick breakfast to go to school with. Outside the sun was merciless and blazed down on him as he was nearing the school grounds. Near the gates his best friend Nishiki awaited him.
“Yo Takagi, got your message, funny as always!” Nishiki grit his teeth with a smile.
“Funny? Like I said, would not kill to go back to school uniforms, at least the girls could enjoy the hot mornings in the form of skirts and our minds would be led astray focusing on the very skirts as a diversion from the blazing sun, would it not?” Takagi sighed out in response.
“What are you talking about? Did you not receive last night's notification of uniform enforcement for today’s morning?” Nishiki asked in surprise.
“Ah, funny..” Takagi attempted to through another sarcastic response when his eyes had only now realized and noticed that Nishiki was wearing an uniform, as were all the people coming into the school grounds. “What the… What is going on?” Takagi asked Nishiki with a startled face.
“They emailed us,” Nishiki said in a manner of surprise to Takagi’s weird behaviour.
“Who uses email at late night or checks it as a student, would it kill them to send a mobile message?” Takagi replied troubled.
Takagi’s phone started to buzz. “What now?” Takagi thought to himself. He picked up his phone and checked the screen, “You have one missed text message which failed to connect at the initial time of being sent”.
“It can not be,” Takagi laughed to himself, appearing like a maniac.
Takagi unlocks his phone swiftly and loads the missed text message so he may receive it. “Starting from tomorrow, uniforms will be brought back to our High School, a sample will be sent home to you in the morning, and an additional pair will await at the school if the message fails to reach out.” and the message came out from the student body relaying it from the principle.
“Come on, we can not have you day-dreaming all day, let us get you changed and head in before class commences,” Nishiki dragged Takagi who was still half-heartedly laughing to himself and attempting to figure out the aftermath of the mess which stopped making sense as of yet.
Nishiki and Takagi barely made it in time due to Takagi having to change his clothes into the new school uniform in order to adhere to the “new rules overnight”. Teacher entered the classroom and commenced just as they managed to sit down in their assigned seats.
The class president arose from his seat.
“Stand, bow, sit,” he said in an elderly fashion tone.
A few brief seconds later the teacher began like always to check the attendance list and repeated the student’s name in alphabetical order. Takagi loosely glimpsed outside the windows, still puzzled at what had previously taken place this morning, gazing upon the clear blue sky and a blossomed sakura tree, and its petals falling one by one to the ground, while a few others petals being picked up and drifted away by a soft morning breeze beyond the school boundaries. Indulged by the puzzling thought, Takagi had lost time of track as the lunch bell rang and everyone had started to have their lunch.
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“Are you alright,” Nishiki anxiously wavered his hand across Takagi’s face for any sort of reactional or verbal response.
“Huh?” Yeah…” Takagi responded a few seconds later and began looking to his right at a few of his classmates direction instead of the previous view outside the windows.
A girl spun around showing the “wonders” of her new mini-skirt to amaze and satisfy her small group of audience in their chatter as she knocked over her juice box drink, “Strawberry Milk”. Subsequently she bent down and carelessly picked it up in a hurry for her not to reveal “her panties underneath”, Takagi assumed as he caught a glimpse of them and noticed the most innocent color of them all, plain white. The girl nimbly got half-heartedly embarrassed and tried to partially hide it, as well what would appear to show a faint sign of willingly showing it as a tease, even if it might have been accidental at first which she turned around mentally in order to show her cuteness and innocence.
“Since you appear to be that careful of not revealing anything, yet showed a small glimpse, why do you not just show the entire thing for the rest of us less fortunate to witness and see as well instead of attempting to emerge semi clumsy into both cute and innocent?” Takagi laughed in an ironic manner from his seat, pointing his finger at her.
“Sure,” she smiled kindly back at Takagi and momentarily lifted up the entire skirt with her behind pointing back at him, in which he could receive “a closer look” which was the implied request from his sarcastic statement.
A fleeting moment turned into a chaotic event for the girl as she hastily crouched down in embarrassment and could almost break into tears any second afterwards. In the meanwhile most guys were left speechless at what they had witnessed in a sensation of joy. While on the other hand the girls either tried to consolidate her or glare back at Takagi as if he was the one to blame almost as if they had a sharp intuitive and overly perceptive female emotion to condemn someone to make sense of the situation.
“I do not understand what came over me, and the instance I realized it was too late,” the girl broke down in momentary tears and soon was quick to recover through the encouragement of others.
“Oi, Takagi, you did not hypnotize her or something?” Nishiki silently giggled and whispered with his hands covered towards Takagi to diminish his voice.
“Are you stupid? How would I have done that? I was simply and purely being sarcastic! How the hell can I be blamed if she spaced out or adhered to my request!” Takagi protested loud enough for the entire classroom to hear.
The teacher came back in and dispersed the commotion and returned everyone back to their seats. In his hands, the test results had come back and he later went on to call everyone’s name to come up one by one up front and grab it themselves. Takagi’s name was called up and on his way back to the desk he could not help himself to prematurely look on the results before he was seated down at his desk.
“Wow another perfect 100 score, I almost wish there was another test, exam or something coming up so I could make it an even 50 streak,” he announced audibly and sarcastically to hear in a laughter.
“Now that you mention it Takagi,” the teacher cut Takagi's laughter on his way back. “I almost forgot to tell you guys about a secret exam that is on its way, it will most likely be held at the end of this week,” he chuckled in response to Takagi’s sarcasm.
Everyone’s heads simultaneously turned and centered on Takagi as to say, “look now what you have done! This surely must be due to you being sarcastic alone, there is no other explanation!”. Takagi chuckled back in a harmonic tone with the teacher as he went back to his seat, expressing on his face in response “Like hell it is my fault! Are you guys stupid or what?”.
Upon his return to the seat he felt an odd sense of comfort and a false sense of security which suddenly came over him, hence the thought of “What if it was my fault? Could it have been my sarcasm?” slowly crippled up on Takagi like an inexplicable predicament might becoming true.
Yet again Takagi found himself gazing outside the windows upon the clear blue sky looking for answers, however this time envisioning an inner fragmentary part of himself laughing out loud manically as if to say “What the hell is going on today?”.