With everything falling into place, I soon got dragged into the first group of girls. They’re from Class 2 whose names I have no recollection of. Although I knew them by their faces, this would be the first time we were going to talk beyond greeting them ‘good morning’ or ‘hi’ whenever I ran into any of them in the hallways.
When Shiina took a step back to hand me to them, the girls immediately surrounded and flanked me on both sides. The supposed leader of the group grabbed my arm and daringly pressed herself closer, letting my arm be buried in her springy valley. She’s not bad but I truly had no idea who she was.
Then, someone else followed her example which led me to be subjected to what most boys would already consider a paradise; both of my arms sunken in their softness. If I was a protagonist in an anime, I would probably be bleeding on my nose by now. Too bad though, this was already a normal occurrence for me.