Yes, a High School Girl – Part 01

In the classroom after school, I chatted with the usual two.

The girl’s smile shone brightly under the glow of the setting sun.

“So yeah, I bought a special controller.”

Yuki, dressed in her sailor uniform. If she stayed quiet, she looked like a cute girl—and she probably had fans—but right now she grinned like a soccer-obsessed kid.

“Oh, nice. I’ve always wanted to try that.”

I sat in my perfect seat—second from the back by the window—leaning against the curtain-covered glass, feeling a bit jealous.

“Hey, Tomonori. Let me have a go,” said the spiky-haired guy with glasses next to her. Out of context, he probably sounded like a total pervert.

“Sure! Come over anytime. It feels great sliding it in from the back!”

Without that bright, innocent grin—like an elementary kid excited for pool day—that line would’ve definitely been misunderstood.

“Maybe I’ll just stay over at your