One

...MY POINT OF VIEW...

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"Are you done? Why is it taking so long?! Ugh!"

My female classmate shouted at me and immediately came out with her friends. I don't even know her name but she asks me to do her assignment.

There was nothing I could do, especially since she had many companions. Oh I'm wrong, Even though she is alone I will always follow her.

By the way, I'm Quila Delavier, 15 years old and Third year in Highschool. I am a woman with a simple unmixed design.

I am so simple that no one even tried to make friends with me. I may not be accepted by the friend they want. I grew up alone, without a friend by my side.

I'm weird .. So few want to be friends with me, just one.

It's just me.. and they are far from me.

I'm used to it.. They only know me when they need something. Oh! wrong again, They didn't really know me from the beginning.

As I was finishing the assignment of one of my classmates the Ballpen fell off. I immediately took it. I looked up when suddenly someone stepped on the ballpen.

"Ahm" I'm getting the attention of the guy stepping on my ballpen. He is the guy next to me in the chair. He's Hiro.

He looked at me and gave me a look of astonishment. I was overwhelmed with embarrassment. I do not know what to say.

There are only two of us in the room. The rest of my classmates ate at the canteen and one of them are the girl shouted at me earlier.

"Ahm .. I just wanted to tell you that you stepped on my ballpen" bowed I said to him, out of shame.

I just heard him hold back a laugh. I was enveloped in wonder, Why would he laugh? What is funny? Am I funny? Do I look like a clown in front of him?

Many questions come to my mind.

"Why do you speak so formally? We've been sitting together in the chair for a few months now .. but now you just talked to me then .. Then .. then you are too formal Hahaha" he said with difficulty because of the laughter.

I wondered looking at him, What? Just because of that? I do not know if I am still in the current generation, I look old. I do not know the contents of the minds of my peers. I feel strange and was born a long time ago.

I didn't even know it was a joke now. Is formalism a joke? Why is he laughing?

I do not know what to say.

"Stupid, Why do I still hope you will speak again?" he said laughing.

He bent down and took the ballpen at his feet. He looked at me and at the same time placed a ballpen on my desk. "I'm sure you're in a hurry, lunch break is coming to an end" he said seriously to me.

I immediately grabbed the ballpen and started answering the assignment.

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After I completed the assignment, my classmates entered.

"Is that over?" she immediately asked, the woman earlier.

I looked at her and nodded.

She raised an eyebrow and nodded, and took her notebook.

"Thank you, stupid" the woman thanked me.

I am used to their treatment for me. I am happy with this .. I try to be happy with this .. I try..

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When our class was over, my classmate immediately stood up.

While I was arranging my belongings, someone touched me.

I turned to that person, it's Hiro.

"I just want to ask you if we can go together" he said to me.

What is this again? Why does he want me to keep up?

Hiro felt that I was wondering about his actions now. "I just want to be friends with you, don't think about what" he immediately explained .. which surprised me.

Second time .. The second time I experienced someone asking me if they could be my friend. The feeling is nice.

It's just me.. but someone asked me if he could be my friend..

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