It was my last year of school, we would all wait in the school gymnasium until homeroom started, although they started with having different classes sit in different areas, nobody really followed the rule, so a bunch of the underclassmen would come sit in our area. A few of the weebs and gamers would all congregate in one corner, and I didn't want to sit around the sports players and cheerleaders, so I would sit in the nerd corner. At the time I didn't really follow anime, but there were a few girls who were really into anime and manga, and some of them would even draw their own anime fan art.
Fast forward a few weeks into school, and a transfer student showed up. She stood around awkwardly by the door, and some of the girls who sat in our area invited her over. She didn't really have any friends and was very shy, but she would always sit around me. I started talking to her since she always seemed lonely and isolated, and we became friends. She also ended up having an elective with me, so we saw each other every day. Despite being an underclassman, she did not like being around the others in her class.
One day, as we were dismissed to go to homeroom, she snuck up behind me in the hallway and put a letter in my pocket. She had worked up the courage to confess her love to me and asked me if I would ask her out on a date.
I told her how I appreciated her, and I liked her too, but I was not sure how a relationship would work out because I was about to graduate that year and my future was uncertain.
For context, I was to join the military when I graduated, and did not want her to be devastated if I didn't or couldn't come back.
She insisted It would not be a problem and we could make it work, and so I agreed to be her boyfriend. As the end of the year approached and I got ready to graduate, I told her again that I did not know if our relationship would work out, because I could not guarantee that we would even be able to stay in contact, and she wanted to spend time with me all the time.
>Hedgehogs_dilemma.exeShe insisted that it would all be alright, and one of our last weeks together we finally kissed. I ended up graduating without fanfare, packed my bags and got on a bus to boot camp. One of the other underclassmen later told me that she cried constantly for weeks.
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