Honestly, I’m really scared of the white-haired boy with the spiky hair in my class.
Sure, he gets great grades and is popular. He’s handsome enough to pull off the scar on his face, and even though he can be a little hot-tempered, he’s cheerful and straightforward. Everyone likes him.
But I’m the only one who knows that beneath his handsome, candid exterior, he’s actually a delinquent!
I once saw him with my own eyes, hanging out with a bunch of infamous biker gang delinquents.
Not wanting to get dragged into trouble, I deliberately turned my head and pretended I hadn’t seen them.
But the very next second, he appeared out of nowhere and tapped me on the head. “Why are you still out so late?”
I turned around.
A line of bikers sat astride their motorcycles behind me, glaring at me menacingly.
Me: QAQ
Um, um, could we pretend we don’t know each other?
The next day in class, I couldn’t stop sneaking glances at my classmate Shinazugawa, who sat in front of me. I was a little worried he’d kill me to keep me quiet about what happened the day before.
But when he didn’t seem to be holding it against me, I finally dared to let out a quiet sigh of relief.
For the sake of my personal safety, I thought for a moment, then wrote a note and secretly poked him with it.
[Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone anything |ω-`)]
When I saw Shinazugawa accept it, I instantly relaxed.
Relieved that I’d get to keep my life, I copied a move I’d seen in a TV drama and reached out to touch his
back.
Sorry, my arms are too short. I meant to touch his shoulder.
It might have looked a little weird, but that was okay. I was sure he’d understood what I meant!
With graduation approaching and the two of us about to part ways and have nothing more to do with each other, I felt much more at ease and smoothly began my high school life.
But on the very first day of school, my desk was ambushed, covered in all kinds of drinks and snacks. There wasn’t even room to put my books.
Was this some new kind of bullying?!
I had no choice but to start clearing off my desk. Once it was empty, I realized the person sitting in front of me looked unexpectedly familiar.
Me: Wait... something feels a little off here?
A note fluttered down in front of me.
[Want to walk home together later?]
Me: Huh???
◆ A timid, introverted, teary-eyed, socially anxious sweetheart × a hot-tempered, tough, soft-hearted guy who’s all bark and no bite. Shinazugawa has memories of his past life.
◆ Canon-divergent headcanons ↑↑↑ OOC ↑↑↑ Main storyline heavily altered ↑↑↑
◆ The Taisho-era and modern-day storylines each make up 50% of the story. Here, Shinazugawa and the Butterfly sisters are strictly colleagues. He’s a complete lone wolf.
◆ ...To be continued.
Theme: Everything is wonderful in a world without Muzan!
