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-I want a girlfriend.
I thought so just before I entered university.
I, Kazakiri Yuya, who had spent three years of high school absorbed in video games and anime, was a very average high school boy in terms of looks, height and face deviation, but because my hobbies tended to be otaku, I had only made friends who were more otaku-oriented.
I never thought that I didn’t like it, in fact, I thought it was fine as long as I had friends who shared the same interests.
The reason why I wanted a girlfriend was because all my friends who had been the same kind of shy geek as me had succeeded in making their university debuts.
Suzuki, a.k.a. “Pizza Fat Suzuki”, who ate nothing but pizza in high school, had become a cheerful guy by covering up his body with oversized fashion and uploading photos of himself with girls on SNS while having fun at a welcome party, and Sato, who was a glasses geek, had changed to contacts only to proudly report that he had a girlfriend just by changing his glasses to contact lenses.
I felt defeated and jealous, so I decided to change as a university student.
“When I’m a university student, I want to make a girlfriend and skip lectures while flirting, spend the night in my room and travel far away!”
If those guys can get it on just by wearing fashion and contacts, then I should be able to do it too.
–And now…
The first day of university finally arrived.
I waxed my hair, which I wasn’t used to, and looked up clothes to match the latest fashions.
At the university I attend, from the first year, there are group lectures called basic seminars, where you learn the basic knowledge for university study.
It is said that the friends you will share your university life with for the next four years are formed in this basic seminar, so important is this lecture.
(Don’t show your geekiness anymore, just make friends with the cheerful group and get a girlfriend through that process. ……!)
With this goal in mind, I opened the door to the lecture room where the seminar was to be held.
Then -.
“Eh, you’re self-recommending too? Me too!”
“Self-recommendation here was a piece of cake, wasn’t it? Almost everyone passes.”
“Oh, let’s make a lime group, shall we? I want to go for a drink afterwards.”
“You’re still underage, right?”
“””hahaha”””
In the middle of the lecture room, which was about the size of a high school classroom, a group of boys who seemed to be very cheerful gathered and were laughing and talking.
(W-Woow…… I can’t keep up)
Even before I entered the lecture room, a group of about seven cheerful boys had already formed, all with blonde or silver hair.
They were wearing earrings in their ears and hats even though they were indoors, so they weren’t someone I could approach as a shady guy.
(I-I’ll pass on that scary one. The only other one I could talk to is ……)
The only other people in the back of the classroom are a group of three guys in chequered clothes and glasses who look like nerds, and a group of four pretty, neat girls in the seats by the window.
If it had been me before, I would have approached the group of otaku first.
But that’s no good for a guy who’s about to change.
This is how I finally took action. ………
“………….”
I went into a ‘completely passive style’ of sitting in the front row, playing with my phone and waiting for someone to talk to me.
I-I knew it was impossible for me, a former nerd, to coexist with the cheerfull group.
“Oi.”
Instead, how did Suzuki and Sato get along with the girls?
“Youu, you have one hair that’s pointy like you’re sleeping?”
It’s reckless for an otaku who was hassling with two-dimensional girls to be dating a three-dimensional one now–
“Ei”
“….. eh?”
It happened suddenly.
A beautifully coloured nail gently brushed against my left cheek.
“You were in a daze when I spoke to you, so I just ended up with a cheek bump.”
A girl in a black turtleneck knitted jumper and oversized black pants.
The girl, who before I knew it was sitting next to me, was talking to me, smiling like a naughty child.
“Hey, did I scare you?”
“No, not at all.”
She had short chestnut-coloured hair with a fresh haircut, a small face and large eyes.
Her slim arms and legs, and her slender appearance give me the impression of a popular girl who was part of the track and field club.
I wonder if she’s a girl who plays sports or something.
“I’m Hinata Yasuno. Nice to meet you.”
“Ah, yeah. I’m Kazakiri yuuya”
Hinata asks me for a handshake, and I respond while introducing myself.
Hinata’s hand was cool and smooth.
This is a girl’s …… “hand”.
“Nn, what’s wrong, Kazakiri?”
As I was laying out my virgin thoughts in my head, Hinata, sitting next to me on my left, looked into my face while rolling her eyes at me.
close, close, close.
“….. Uh, I was wondering why Hinata didn’t go to the group of girls over there, and why she came to talk to me.”
“Huh? I’ll talk to those girls later, I’m talking to is bec—…”
I gulp and swallow with bated breath.
I didn’t expect it to be a romantic comedy where she came to talk to me because she had even the slightest attraction as a girl and was interested in me.
“Maybe it’s because you are using wax to harden it, but your hair has been acting weird ever since, like you’re sleeping in bed.”
“Haee….?”
I check it with the camera on my phone as soon as it’s pointed out to me.
And sure enough, there was a single strand of hair that looked like stupid hair, pushing against the flow of hair and facing the day after tomorrow.
“That’s what I wanted to tell you when I spoke to you. I’m sorry for speaking to you so abruptly, Kazakiri.”
After saying that, Hinata threw her bag over her shoulder and went from the seat in front of me to talk to a group of cute, neat-looking girls who were gathered by the window and blend in with them.
（I can’t make my debut as a university student after all.)
I can’t even use wax properly, and the only knowledge I have about fashion is what I’ve learned on the internet.
Also, if someone talks to me, I assume that everyone likes me.
(I’ll never get a girlfriend like this.)
“I mean …….”
I won’t even make friends at this rate.
I’ll be in the front row of the room, lying on my desk with my head in my hands, despairing.
I’ve been despairing since day one, I’m finished…..
“Hey, what’s with the outfit?”
“Oh, no. ……”
“Don’t look, don’t look.”
Hnn?
The moment I fell on my face, the whole classroom became quiet and the air changed.
(What’s wrong with everyone? Are they pulling away because I’m creepy?)
No wonder.
It’s hard to find someone who is despairing on their first day at university.
But when I looked up, I realised that everyone’s eyes were on one girl, not me.
That girl is sitting in the frontmost seat by the window, opposite the front seat on the corridor side where I am.
She has long, straight hair of a fairly prominent pink colour with a bright red inner colour.
Her skin is so pure white that it seems morbid against her flamboyant hair colour.
Her pretty bright pink clothes, so bright they could be mistaken for a cosplay costume, are full of frills and give the impression…….
(Is that what is commonly referred to as “landmine” fashion?).
She has an unapproachable atmosphere.
However, in this type of pattern, the face is often not very pretty or fat in contrast to the flamboyant appearance, but in this girl’s case it was the opposite.
She looks crazy and is hard to approach, but her face is by far the cutest, and her body is slim, but her breasts are normally large.
“Would you invite that girl to be a lime group too?”
“She’s cute with good style, but she doesn’t have that …… look. She looks dangerous.”
“Better still, why don’t we invite those girls over there to join the lime group?”
“Okay, okay…”
The cheerful guys in the middle of the lecture room ignored those girls and spoke to the group of girls by the window where the sunsets were.
(…… I wonder if she is also a person like me)
The girl is standing quietly in her seat, playing with her pink phone with both hands.
It’s true that she looks sickly and flamboyant, but if I talk to her, I may unexpectedly get on well with her. ……
The person who thinks so but can’t act is a shady person.
It’s impossible to talk to such a sharp girl who is being shunned by everyone around her.
The teacher came in at the chime while I was thinking about that.
“Basic seminar, we’re starting.”
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Lmao calm down bro
I’m now a uni student for one year and what he said was somewhat true. In my case, there are basically no chances to make friends during lecture but a certain course on Microeconomics offered to randomly create groups with people that take the same major as you. So I signed up for that, a group was made, we met up. It was a group of 4, two didn’t show up, but I pretty much did all the stuff together with the guy that did show up. Literally, that random group making offer made my uni life so much easier!
(It’s not like I expected a romcom situation to happen or anything, it’s not like that I sometimes imagine what if I would have been shuffled with a group of girls and boys and only the girl showed up, it’s not like that at all! Haha… (I’ll probably die alone… Not that it is a bad thing tho))
I hope things get romcom-ish for you bro