A succubus who loves to cause trouble × a human who loves to work
Perspective 1:
I was reported because I was seen entering some inappropriate places.
Because I am currently an ordinary high school student in Xingshu, they said this matter is very serious and may affect my further studies.
Although I don't care whether I can go to school normally, but I need to know who reported me.
I identified a strange boy in the back row as the suspect, not only because he had been staring at me since a few days ago, but also because I would be frustrated whenever I encountered him during the mission.
He seriously hindered my progress, so I started to secretly investigate him. I found that both his parents were dead and only an aunt was raising him. We quickly became friends after deliberately approaching him.
He was really suspicious, but I already knew that he had no connection with the previous incident. I had no further investigation and no idea of developing a new relationship with him.
I gradually started to stay away from him because he was no longer of use to me.
Perspective 2:
There is a transfer student in the class. He is probably not in good health. This doesn't seem to have anything to do with me.
But he often asks for leave, which puts an extra person's workload on me as the team leader.
So when he came back from the hospital again, I started to stare at him all the time, for fear that he would accidentally ask me to do one more thing that should belong to him.
But this made me discover some strange things. By chance, I saw him going in and out of some "Fireworks and Willow Lanes". It was obvious that he had not strayed. He was very familiar with those people, as if he had known them for many years.
In line with the principle of seriousness and responsibility, I reported this situation to the dean of students, which seemed to make him improve a little.
And I felt that he was trying to make friends with me. Maybe he finally realized who was helping him carry the burden forward. This made me happy, but after he became friends with me, he gradually drifted away from me.
When the two of them recalled those "green years", they sat up from the bed.
"No, are you sick?"
"No, am I sick?"
Concept: subjective and objective, individuality and commonality
