I live next to the school, which is very convenient. From the first step out of the house to the first step into the classroom, the time is only
3 minutes and 56 seconds. In fact, the school is only separated from my home by a basketball court. Is it good? In fact, it is not the case. Perhaps for a lazy person like me, being closer will only make me lazier. Is it bad?
No, at least when you want to poop, you can immediately rush to the toilet at home and read a magazine while pooping? OK! Singing and trashing at the same time? OK. You don't have to suffer from being splashed, yelled, and moaned by your classmates when you poop in school.
Harassment that keeps you from getting shit done. Strange to say, although the court is right outside my house, I am not very interested in basketball. At most, I occasionally play for a while during physical education classes, or watch when my female classmates play games.
For a moment, sometimes when I watch girls playing ball, I really can't tell which ball I'm looking at.
But, it was the basketball court outside the door that I had never paid attention to that made me aware of her existence. I can't say exactly when it started. In the past few days, around 10:30 in the evening, there will always be a crisp slap of a ball outside the door.
The sound, coupled with the effect of echo, makes the sound a bit weird.