Interruptions
With the classes over for the day, students have littered in and out of the Club Building. Some were on their way to their clubs while some were just there to wander and kill some time before the actual club ours.
Because of that, my short journey to the empty clubroom where my girls were gathered experienced quite a bit of interruption – My growing popularity’s fault.
First, even before I could step foot inside the building, a girl blocked my path and started a conversation with me. She was with her friends who remained behind just listening to us. And from their uniforms, they were 2nd-year seniors who probably heard about me from the rumors floating around.
The girl’s eyes beamed with seemingly endless curiosity. However, compared to the girl I know who’s like the embodiment of it, she’s still ways away from her level.