The first time I met morning classmates was when I entered the first grade.

It happened to be the recruitment day for the club, and in the crowded crowd of first-year freshmen, he immediately saw the girl with a long and energetic ponytail, talking to the boy next to her.

She has a slender and perfect figure and an eye-catching cute face.

Morning nana.

This was the name he found out later.

For her, Ichito Oyama even gave up his favorite kendo and resolutely joined the track and field club.

But for several weeks, he didn't get a chance to talk. He looked at the girls doing warm-up exercises in the team from a distance, and couldn't help but feel sad secretly.

What does it feel like to have a crush on someone?

That is, no matter when and where, he fantasizes about meeting her here, and when he is in the same place, his eyes never stop searching for the other person's figure.

But even though his eyes stayed on the other person's body, he pretended not to peek at her.

He even deliberately acted like he didn't want to contact her, trying to attract the other person's attention with this "special" performance.

But it's just a case of being sentimental.

"ha……"

That day, he sat on the steps of the school and wiped the sweat from his cheeks with his arm.

Exhausted from training.

"Oyama-san." The familiar but unfamiliar voice made him slightly startled. When he turned around, he found Nana standing behind him in the morning.

"Morning, morning classmate?!"

"Oh, do you know my name?" Nana scratched her head in the morning and said, "By the way, the teacher asked us to move the equipment back."

"It's really nerve-wracking. Although the things are not heavy, there are quite a lot of them. It takes a few times to move them back and forth."

"I still want to go home early, after all..."

"Oyama-san."

"Oyama-kun?"

Dashan Yidou came back to his senses and quickly shook his head: "Hug, I'm sorry, I was distracted."

"Are you too tired from training?" Nana asked in the morning.

"No, I'm just a little worried."

"Look at how much you're sweating, here you go."

Taking the thing handed over by the other party, Dashan Yidou found that it was actually a pack of tissues.

At this time, Nana raised her thumb in the morning and said with a smile, "If you don't take a shower in time after exercise, just use a tissue or towel to dry the sweat, otherwise you will catch a cold."

"Thanks……"

"You're welcome, let's go."

"well……"

This was the first time he interacted with Nana Asaka. After several trips to move equipment, he became familiar with the other person and was no longer afraid of talking.

Although it was just a very ordinary exchange, it made him feel that the other person also had a good impression of him under that smile.

Later, he heard rumors about a morning classmate who was dating a boy with other girls, but he couldn't believe it and thought it was just an ordinary rumor.

Sitting in his room every night thinking about it, every time he saw the pack of tissues carefully placed on the bookshelf, he would always feel a surge of courage.

It's time to make a change.

He took out his cell phone and contacted his friends from junior high school.

and planned this party.

"Please date me, morning classmate!" When he said these words, he almost exhausted all his strength.

"sorry."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other party rejected him directly.

Perhaps it was because the other party refused so quickly that Dashan Yidou didn't even react at this time.

Seeing the astonished expression of the other party, Nana looked like she had come to her senses in the morning, then smiled and waved her hand: "I'm sorry, did I refuse too quickly?"

"After all, I am often confessed to, so I have a conditioned reflex..."

"Conditional reflex." Dashan Yidou reacted suddenly, and the decadent aura on his body was immediately cleared, "So..."

In the morning, Nana nodded slightly, then bent down and said very politely: "Thank you for your like, but I already have someone I like. You are a very good person, I'm sorry."

A mountain suddenly turned to stone.

Was it meant to be a polite refusal?

"So, it turns out you already have someone you like?" Dashan Yidou swallowed, "Can I ask who it is?"

"Didn't a man and woman come over to visit in the afternoon? It was that boy." Nana said openly in the morning.

"But, aren't they a couple?"

"Yes."

"You, you..." Dashan Yidou was speechless, as if he didn't understand the situation, but he slowly lowered his head and smiled bitterly, "So that's it, it seems that I am being sentimental."

"I thought, in fact, you also..."

"After all, I have always kept that tissue well." Oyama Yidou took out the pack of tissues from his pocket, and then stretched it towards Nana Asama, "Give it back to you, you are its owner."

In the morning, Nana looked at the tissue in her hand, a little confused, "This is?"

Dashan Yidou's expression froze, and then he explained their encounter and said that he had always treasured this pack of tissues.

But in the morning, Nana looked like she was thinking, as if she couldn't remember this incident at all.

She still smiled politely: "I'm sorry, did I misunderstand you?"

One sentence, like an arrow piercing through the soul, made Dashan Yidou tremble unconsciously.

My own yearnings and fantasies were completely torn apart.

The friends who were watching next to her originally thought that Nana would accept her confession in the morning, but when they saw that the atmosphere at the scene was a bit strange, they all looked at each other.

Dashan Yidou only felt that he was a clown, and looked a little ashamed under the snickers of his friends.

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"That's enough, you guys!" At this time, morning Nana suddenly spoke to those who were watching.

After seeing that the atmosphere had calmed down, Nana in the morning continued: "Although the confession failed, shouldn't those who have the courage to confess deserve encouragement?"

"When you see your friend fail but you only laugh at him privately, are you really his friend?"

Seeing the slight sullenness under Nana's bright eyes in the morning, everyone watching was speechless and could not say anything to refute.

When he saw that the person who rescued him was actually Nana Morning, Ito Oyama seemed a little unbelievable, but after thinking that it was Nana Hayama, he shook his head as if mocking himself.

No wonder people always say they hate girls who are gentle to everyone.

Because her tenderness doesn't just belong to me.

Even just a little bit.

…

On the way back, because we were on the way, Nana and Dashan Yidou walked together for a while in the morning.

The night wind was a bit chilly. Looking at the girl walking beside him, Oyama Ichito couldn't help but sigh that he could look normal even when walking with the boy he rejected. He was really worthy of being Nana in the morning.

"What kind of person is the boy you like?"

Dashan Yidou looked at the full moon in the sky and couldn't help but ask.

"What kind of person is he? Hey... hehe."

Oyama Ito turned to look at the girl but was stunned, because this was the first time he saw Nana in the morning showing such a shy expression, a blush appeared on her cute face, and even her ears were red.

This was a scene that I had imagined in my dreams, but it only came to light when the girl talked about the boy she liked.

At this moment, he clearly realized——

I lost completely.

He raised his head and couldn't help but shrink his neck.
Chapter completed!