The girl who had openly cried in front of me yesterday was now laughing in a rather peculiar way. She laughed while seemingly on the verge of tears.

"Ayanokouji-kun... Don't look at me with such strange eyes."

"Strange eyes?"

"Strange eyes?-Oh nevermind, I remembered." Sato face palmed.

"Girls really have that sharp intuition, huh?" Miyake said.

"Other boys have them too." Ayanokoji informed him.

"Really?! That's so cool, dude." Miyake smiled.

Ayanokoji nodded, 'And ten percent of the population have in fact, out of this world intuition. Could I meet someone who belong there? Probably not.'

"Never mind, it's nothing." Sakura didn't clarify, but she wore a slightly happy smile on her face.

"Do you think everyone would notice if I came to class without my glasses, and changed my hairstyle?"

"They would at most, mistaken you for a upperclassman." Hirata said.

"It's amazing how changing your hairstyle and choice of clothes you'll look like a whole different person." Ayanokoji mumbled. 'If I tried it, would it work? Eh, probably not.'

"I think there's a possibility that people at school might panic when they notice...but I think it'll be fine."

I suddenly pictured a beautiful girl, with tons of spectators rushing forward to catch a glimpse of her. She had a gentle disposition, and qualities that would make boys naturally crowd around her.

"Beautiful."

"Pretty."

"How to be you?"

"I wished I was that beautiful."

Multiple mumbles were heard in the gymnasium

"Huh, looked like she have the potential to surpass you, Ichinose." Ryuuen said.

Ichinose nodded, "Sakura-san is really pretty. Not to mention, kind and honest too."

"Heard that, Airi-chan?" Haruka wiggled her brows at Airi who only blushed.

"Stop it, Haruka-chan!"

"Whoa... You're so amazingly cute! You make a completely different impression without your glasses!"

It seemed as though Ichinose had looked up Shizuku on her phone. She seemed excited by what she found. Even though the incident with Sudou might have endangered our class and highlighted our lack of unity, at least it had given Sakura a chance to grow. Maybe it was all worth it, in the end.

Wait. I really wasn't the type of person to think like that. Or, perhaps, I should say that I didn't know what kind of person I was in the first place. Was this the real me? I felt a bit confused.

"Huh?"

"Why don't you know yourself?"

Katsuragi remembered the conversation they had regarding Ayanokoji's analyzing skill. "Teenagers are just in the height of their development. It's normal that someone in our age is still finding their self. May it be in their choice in career, college course, skills, hobbies, likes and dislikes."

"For now, let's say you like studying, and then the next day or year, you despise it." Yukimura added.

"So, Ayanokoji is in that stage in his life?" Ike asked. Katsuragi and Yukimura nodded.

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