When Your Love Blossomed in April

That day, on April 30th....

'I met him....'

'A man gallantly ran to me blocking the two men who had hurt me. With his dexterity and courage, he launched a devastating blow at them....'

'His face was very upset as soon as he saw this weak self involved in a problem, he wasn't upset with me ... however, on those who always harassed me....'

'From then on, my encounter with him, changed my life..., he was my hero....'

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That day, the sky was clear....

The warmth of spring is still felt. Today, the day when a transfer student from Tokyo named Yoshimura introduced himself in front of the class. The homeroom teacher also before telling him to go in, gave a greeting first.

"Good morning," the homeroom teacher said cheerfully.

"Good morning...." All the students in the class answered him in unison.

"Today there are transfer students from Tokyo, to transfer students are welcome to enter!" said the teacher cheerfully inviting the transfer student who had been waiting behind the entrance to enter class 2-B immediately.

"Yes," she replied quietly in a gentle tone.

There was a slightly heavy male voice.

He stepped his feet slowly and his feet were now approaching the tiles inside the classroom in front of the entrance. Several students in the class sounded whispering softly, and they wondered who the transfer student was this time? Because it was too sudden that there were transfer students in the last week of April.

With her barely downcast face gloomy as she headed to the front of the classroom, and her small footsteps....

The atmosphere of the girls in this class feels, it must not be an interesting child.

But...

"Introduce yourself!" the homeroom teacher immediately asked him to introduce himself.

"Yes," the child replied firmly as he steadied his gaze straight ahead.

"My name is Yoshimura. I only moved to Osaka a few days ago and live in a small apartment in block three." He said it earnestly, his face looked nervous when introducing himself making the few people in the class want to laugh at the sight of him.

"Yoshimura, yes... where are you from?" asked one of the male students in the class, Iori his name.

"I'm originally from Tokyo. Greetings know." Yoshimura answered him quickly while bending his body slightly to show his courtesy.

"Yes, please sit there...." After the introduction, the homeroom teacher immediately let him sit down and none other than him sitting behind him the class leader.

The homeroom teacher also told Yoshimura that he needed anything and didn't understand here, just ask the class leader for help.

....

One of the things that distinguishes Tokyo and Osaka is the accent, some days at school Yoshimura has difficulty understanding it even while communicating with friends around him he can only pronounce with the Tokyo dialeg.

Yoshimura's place of origin is enough to attract the attention of the girls there and makes the girls want to chat more about Tokyo. Yoshimura himself didn't say much, it seems that he is not very popular in Tokyo.

Then, Iori, who had been asking Yoshimura, now asks again during the break, not forgetting that he also introduced himself, "I'm Iori, greetings you know."

"O-oh," Yoshimura had thought that he was the male student who had been asking. "Greetings, know." He answered her with a faint smile engraved on his face.

"Why did you move here?" asked a surprised and serious Iori.

To be honest, the question from Iori made Yoshimura instantly put on a stiff face by slowly removing the faint smile engraved on his face.

"...."

In Yoshimura's heart, 'Should I answer it?'

Some of the people in the class also thought it was a bit strange that he didn't mention his move because of what? But, it's usually not important to mention because it's a personal matter.

"I...." From earlier, Yoshimura also realized that the atmosphere in this class was strange!

Of course Yoshimura answered him that he was looking for something in this city.

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Yoshimura hadn't noticed that behind the sweet smile engraved on some of the faces of the students in class 2-B, there was someone who was doing a bad act.

One of them is writing!!

On the third day of the last week of April, Yoshimura left for school as usual. Not to forget he also locked the door of his apartment tightly.

She walked over cheerfully, a sunny morning, drinking the strawberry milk she bought at an automatic machine near the tavern. Yoshimura's residence was in the same direction as where the class leader lived so they often set out together....

"Yoshimura...." Greeted the class leader from a distance quietly, and he had a cold, talkative manner.

"Yo, Fukube!" exclaimed Yoshimura greeted him by waving his left hand, while his right hand was holding strawberry milk.

But, as soon as Yoshimura approached Fukube, he almost fell! She thought what was wrong with him? Apparently today Fukube is a bit sick because after yesterday's sports study. He was told by Iori who had just arrived near the two of them.

"Fukube, if you are sick, just go to the health room today, jangn force yourself." Iori suggested it, it seems that this is not the first time Fukube has been like that. Iori explained that our class leader does have a weak body.

That day, after the three of them had changed their shoes in the shoe locker, Iori immediately drove Fukube to the health room and she told Yoshimura to go to class first....

The entry time is less than 35 minutes away, there is still plenty of time to have a little conversation with his new friends, Yoshimura thought.

But, her footsteps stopped as soon as she heard the screams of a girl who was behind the wall of the hallway, the space leading to the toilet.

"...."

There was even a loud banging sound!!

Yoshimura's heart said, "What happened there?" he was both curious and thought about not getting involved with the complicated situation or the problem that was there.

But the girl's shout, quite curious, it's not a ghost, right?

The atmosphere there seemed strange, he went down the stairs because of that curiosity and he immediately headed towards the origin of the screaming sound.

As soon as he saw, what really happened, "This can't be allowed!" he muttered with an annoyed face, he ran over as soon as he saw a cute girl with glittering brown hair and her colored eyes calling for her voice to ask someone outside for help....

'He saw me!' Yoshimura exclaimed in his heart, he couldn't bear to look at him and his hand was about to reach out to him but it didn't arrive, because the foot wrapped in expensive shoes stepped on his hand.

It was tragic for her life, but she tried to call out her voice to this boy who was curious to see her.

"Help me...." He said quietly, of course who has the heart to leave such a cute girl here? "Tsk!!"

Inwardly Yoshimura said, 'He called out his voice to me because there was no other choice, even though I didn't want to fight anymore....'

With his gallantry and courage, he immediately launched a punch attack on the person who had set his foot on the girl's hand. He hit her with all his might and kicked the companion who was bullying her....

'It's still not much,' thought Yoshimura who immediately touched the girl's hand and woke himself up from a prone position on the floor.

"Hey, are you okay?"