But as time went by, he no longer received such "exaggerated" treatment.
Although his classmates did not get close to him.
But he no longer looked at or laughed at him with some subtle malice.
…
so……
What's going on today?
The boy was puzzled.
Why does the current situation seem to have returned to that...dark day for him?
He doesn't understand...
The boy's heart was beating very fast.
He wanted to rub his ears.
His ears were ringing.
But he didn't move.
He couldn't move.
He didn't want to show any abnormality.
He made it appear that he was concentrating on the topic.
There was a mist in front of my eyes.
…
Did something happen over the weekend?
The boy speculated with a bit of impatience and panic.
Finally, everything is getting better.
He thought...
Even if he has new friends.
Still the most special monster friend.
If possible, he still hopes that he can have someone to communicate with in school and in class.
Just because of Crow Crow, this desire is no longer so urgent.
Thinking of Crow Crow, his time in school was no longer so difficult.
Because he is not alone.
He knew that whenever he went to the park, the crows would always be there.
…
The school bell rang.
All vague glances and whispers disappeared.
The boy's tense back relaxed slightly.
The boy found that he really liked the school bell more and more.
…
However, if there is a bell for class, there will be a bell for the end of get out of class.
When the get out of class bell rang, the familiar feeling came again.
The boy knew that he had become the center of attention of his classmates.
He doesn't understand why?
Did something happen that he didn't know about?
No.
The boy's eyes were staring straight at the questions in the exercise book.
is what definitely happened...
It's still something related to him.
He wanted to swear.
Things related to him...
How come he doesn't know at all?
…
"...It looks fine..."
…
The boy caught a few words coming from nowhere.
The low voice can't help but make people's hearts lift slightly.
…
The boy's face was slightly crooked.
He tried to prick up his ears.
I want to piece together the whole story from the scattered conversations between my classmates.
…
"Did you see it wrong?"
"Absolutely not..."
"...I saw...he was the only one..."
"There's no one else around..."
"……chat……"
"Exceptionally serious..."
"……real?"
"He...is there something wrong here?"
"I got goosebumps when I looked at it..."
…
The boy pursed his lips.
I wish people would come over and listen.
The sounds caught in his ears made him half-understanding.
Not sure why.
…
On this day, the boy left school full of doubts.
But when he saw his mother coming home, he immediately forgot about it.
Maybe today it was just the classmates in the class who remembered things they had forgotten.
Here comes a "review of the past".
He doesn't know anything.
Nothing can be done.
So, why do you still remember this?
Just forget about it.
Just let nature take its course.
There was nothing he could do anyway.
…
When he came to school the next day, he remembered the strange behavior of his classmates yesterday.
Hope it's back to normal today.
He prayed secretly in his heart.
…..
Because of this expectation, I finally got used to the atmosphere in the class and my calm heart became slightly tense again.
The boy unconsciously quickened his pace.
…
The boy lowered his head and walked to his seat.
Turn around and take out books and stationery from your school bag.
Everything he does seems to be without any problems...
In fact, he pricked up his ears and tried his best to expand his senses, trying to capture all the information that could prove that the class had returned to its original state.
…
The boy found nothing.
The school bell rang.
…
The boy was a little disappointed.
Then you felt a little funny about your own disappointment?
What is he disappointed about?
The best thing is not to discover anything, right?
The boy's mood slowly calmed down.
He thought that yesterday was just an accident.
…
result……
The boy found that he was happy too early.
The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and noises suddenly sounded from all over the teaching building.
Compared to the bustling atmosphere outside, the boy's class seemed to be isolated.
Not quiet.
But there is no noise outside.
…
The boy was sensitively aware that everyone's eyes were on him again.
He was like a thorn in the back.
Feeling uncomfortable all over.
He really wanted to ask what on earth were they talking about?
It's been so many days since his father's incident, haven't they said enough yet?
His mind would be clear at times and blurry at other times.
He thought a lot.
It seems like it's just a blank slate.
He wanted to do something to break this uncomfortable situation.
But just like before, he would only act like an ostrich, deceiving himself and others, pretending not to know anything, and acting like he was focused and immersed in learning.
…
It’s time again for the physical education class that boys hate most.
After finishing the run, the teacher asked everyone to move around and play ball games.
The teacher also issued a "warning".
Don't let him see any students sitting down and not moving.