My name is Petanko, yes, my parents really went there, it's annoying you know? And the worst part is that I'm flat chested as well.
Did my name really shape how puberty affected me? Maybe changing my name will finally let me have big breasts.
Sometimes I wonder what my parents were thinking when they named me.
I digress.
Right now, I am on my way to my class even though I would have preferred to stay at home, I'd rather play games and sleep.
School is boring and my classmates are not any better. Like the usual cliche, we have the pretty girls, the jock boys, the friendly teacher and even the bullied girl as well.
Except the girl being bullied in this case is even prettier than those who bully her.
Even with mirrors, I guess some people prefer to stay blind.
Except Negishi Shouko though, that one does not need mirrors to know she is ugly.
Opening the door to the classroom, all heads turn to me.
Oh, did I forget to mention I was late?
"Mokuzai-san, you are late again! It is already after 10…" my short teacher tries to scolds to me.
Tries, because honestly it's not working since I actually don't care.
"… And why are you in your pajamas?!"
That elicits a laughter from my classmates.
Yes, laugh all you want. I pulled a UR on my gacha game yesterday, I'm better than all of you already.
"Oka-chan-sensei, shouldn't you be praising me for even making it to school?" I close the door behind me as I tell her that.
She sighs rubbing her temple.
What's her deal? It's not like it's the first time I've been late or the last time either.
In case it hasn't been obvious so far, I'm a very bitter person. I am what you call an angsty teenager. I even happen to take pride in it too you know.
"Just… go take your seat, Mokuzai-san"
"Vui."
That means yes.
Walking towards the back of the class even as my classmates snickers beside me, I wondered if coming to school early like this was such a good idea.
Taking my seat beside the pretty girl who gets bullied, she looks at me through her bangs.
Golden eyes piercing into mine.
What is it Wakaba? Do you think you can look down on me just because your breast is bigger than mine?!
Or because you managed to get the most kills during last night's game?
I look back at her, let's see who gets uncomfortable first.
"Mokuzai-san! What are you doing?!" My teacher asks, she is probably tired of my antics.
"Don't disturb me, Oka-chan-sensei, my pride as a gamer is being challenged right now." I said so, looking at my teacher, but when I look back at Wakaba, she's already looking forward as if she was never looking at me.
"Petanko, are you sure you are not sick? Maybe you should go to the timber factory to get checked." Someone else says, emphasizing my name.
This bitch…
"Hahaha, that's very funny Shinohara, maybe you should die!"
"Both of you stop that!…" Oka chastises tapping the board with her marker, drawing our attention to it.
"…focus on the class."
"Sorry, Oka-chan."
"Ayeee."
Both Shinohara and I respond respectively.
Sighs.
Tearing a piece of paper from the person by my right— "Hey! What are you doing?!"— I write a note and fold it then used it to hit Wakaba's head. The note says to wake me up at lunch.
With that done, I take out my blanket from my bag, covering myself and go to sleep.
I definitely came too early today.