Hello, different world.
I hate the morning sun.
Why do I hate it? I wouldn’t dislike it if I didn’t have to go to school.
School itself is good. Classes are fun, there are friends, but I don’t like to walk.
If only I didn’t have to walk endlessly in this hot weather.
It’s about 1km from my house to the school. However, since the road is slightly elevated, it feels like I have to walk two times the distance.
It’s not a task for a delicate high school girl.
Aah~, I don’t want to go to school.
If I don’t want to go, then I don’t want to go.
I don’t want to go!! Let’s go… No, I don’t want to go!! I don’t want to go!! I don’t want to go!! It’s hot!! It’s hot!! I don’t want to go!! I want to become precu~re!!
I finish the morning exercise and get off the bed.
What do I do in the morning?
First, I make breakfast.
I confirm today’s lessons and stuff it in the backpack.
I close the door and go out on the hot road.
It’s a piece of cake. But it’s hot.
There is only one problem.
Where the hell am I?