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I, Kakuta Shoma, have a secret that I can’t tell anyone.
It was the day of the opening ceremony of my second year in high school when I started to see it.
For some reason, the alarm on my phone, which normally goes off, did not go off that day.
The moment I checked the time on my phone, I jumped out of bed and hurried to get ready for school.
I put on my glasses, changed from my nightgown to my school uniform, washed my face, and straightened my sleeping habits.
I quickly go about my daily routine, which has become ingrained in me after living alone in an apartment for the last year, at a speed many times faster than usual.
I run as fast as I can to make sure I am not late on the first day, and as I approach the last turn to the school.
I turned without slowing down.
But that was a mistake.
I bumped into someone at the corner, and the impact knocked my glasses off.
I hurriedly groped for my glasses and apologized to the person I had bumped into.
“I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s all right. Here are your glasses.”
The man in a suit hands me what I assume to be my glasses.
I, who could not see well, said thank you, took them without checking them, put them on, and started running toward the school again.
I didn’t feel any different.
As soon as the chime began to ring, I opened the classroom door with a bang.
“Kakuta, you’re late~ I’ll cut you some slack this time because it’s your first day, but next time, don’t be late.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Let’s start homeroom~”
The teacher warns me as I take my seat.
As I take off my glasses and wipe the sweat from my face with a towel, Toda Taiki, who is sitting in front of me, starts talking to me.
I’ve been in the same class with Daiki since the first grade and he’s one of my few friends.
“It’s unusual for Shoma to be on the edge of life,”
“My phone’s alarm didn’t go off.”
“That must have been tough.”
I finished wiping the sweat off my face and put my glasses back on.
I stared at the number,
“What’s wrong? Do I have something on my face?”
“Oh, yeah. Daiki, can I talk to you for a minute?”
I tried to touch the number on his forehead, but my hand touched his forehead without touching the number.
“What is it?”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I was wrong.”
“I see. On the other hand, Shoma, did you change your glasses? A fresh start for the new semester, a makeover?”
“Hee?”
I don’t remember changing my glasses after entering high school.
When Daiki pointed this out to me, I took off my glasses and took a closer look, and noticed that the shape was a little different from the glasses I usually wear.
“….really”
“Haa?”
“Ah, no. Yes. I bought new ones. My old ones didn’t fit anymore.”
“For some reason, I said some bullshit on the spur of the moment.”
“I see. I think those glasses look good on you.”
“Oh, thanks. I like it when you notice and compliment me like that.”
When I replied with a smile, he made an embarrassed face and said, “What~?” Daiki made a bashful face.
And then the number on his forehead changed from 68 to 69.
Why did the number increase?
And when I looked around, I couldn’t see the number on anyone’s forehead.
“s it just Daiki
And these glasses, I’m sure I made a mistake when I bumped into him.
But this was given to me by the person I bumped into.
Could he have made a mistake?
“Kakuta. ……Kakuta~!”
While I was thinking like that, I heard the teacher’s loud voice echoing in my ear.
I came back to myself and found the teacher standing next to me.
“Did you hear what I just said?
“I’m sorry. I didn’t.”
On the teachers was the number 45.
When I answered, he lightly tapped me on the head.
“You should have listened to me.”
The number on the teacher’s forehead dropped from 45 to 44.
Then the teacher went back to the podium and disappeared for a while.
I looked at Daiki again and saw no more numbers above his smiling face.
(TL/N : Don’t mistake this for this lol))
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