Encounter
Because of my increased ‘noticeability’, I found it hard wading through the hallways of the Club Building to reach the three clubs that I was going to pass by.
Every five steps, someone would block or call out to me. Since my identity was already common knowledge, I couldn’t act all snob, or tomorrow, I might get another title out of it.
Instead, I put on my normal, aloof, or just indifferent expression whenever someone would show up. That was effective to ward off their illusory enthusiasm. And before they could strike up a conversation, I would simply stretch my lips to the side, showing a gentle smile.
By the time they recovered, I already slipped away from their range.
To count, I got stopped twice before reaching the Literature Club. Four times on Book Club and nine times on Student Support Club.
The mental health that I restored through Shizu’s cuddles was chipped away bit by bit.