முதல் 200 வரிகள்.
I'm outtie!
The name's Miyu Suzuki.
Sassy, 16, and a second year.
- -Hey.
Yuusuke! Top o' the mornin'!
Morning, Miyu.
Six months ago, I confessed my love to Tani,
the boy I sit next to in class.
And now we're all coupled up!
-Good morning! -Morning.
Back at ya, Nabesato!
Wazzup, Tairazuma?
Look who's inseparable.
Oh. Heyo!
Nice to see you. Hi.
- -Good morning.
School life can be a lot,
but I'm gonna soak up every last second of it.
That said,
there is a teensy part of me
that wants to ratchet up the romance.
I'm young and in love, after all!
YOU AND I ARE POLAR OPPOSITES
Going to the gym!
Going to the gym!
Going to the gym!
Look, an amateur photoshoot.
Bored third years?
Looks like they're making some memories or some junk.
Hold up, are they turning us
into background fodder?
Ain't no way I'm letting my unfiltered mug go viral
on some rando's social.
Right.
Check it out, some cutie underclassmen!
No!
- Don't blow it. - Just play it cool, bro.
Can I get a "Yay"?
-Yay. -
- - Aw. Such a good sport.
You're on the wrong side of history!
Azu, do you know those grade-A losers?
Negative. Total strangers.
Wha?
With that loud "look at me" vibe,
they're totally giving my bro's high school pals.
I actually find their vibe kind of amusing.
- - For realsies?
You don't know what you're saying!
On the surface, it may seem like their squad is chatting you up,
but the cold, ugly truth is that they're trying
to score a cheap yuk from their buddies!
I don't know, pretty sure they were just friends
clowning around together.
So who are we to judge?
The way your brain works.
And boom!
Holy heck. That was an epic serve.
-She rocks. -Wasn't that crazy?
Uh...
-Um. -Yeah.
I agree with that.
SILENCE.
FWIP.
- Awkward. - Huh.
Hey!
-A little help here! - Hmm?
Minister of Ball Retrieval!
On it.
-Oh. Disaster averted. - Let's go!
Is class seven playing against itself?
Do you know which side of the court is winning?
It's... complicated.
Too chicken to answer?
-Why don't you do it? -I don't even know that chick.
Maybe she'll go away.
Mega awkward.
Gotta love crammin' cafeteria croquettes after gym class!
Zero arguments.
Spill, tell us the story behind your sudden 'tude shift.
Whatchu talkin' about?
It's like your cup is overflowing.
Are you saying my metaphorical cup was empty?
Did you score a boyfriend?
That's a no.
There was a little something brewing around summer break,
but it didn't amount to anything.
You could say your girl's back to square one.
You didn't mention a summer entanglement.
It ended before it began.
Please tell me you're not replying to any weird texts.
Why do you let them treat you that way?
You're the only one getting worn down.
Hmm.
I'm ignoring anything messy.
Hmm? Good.
Instead of ignoring 'em,
why don't you block their messy butts?
-Block 'em into oblivion. - Bit extreme.
I've been all kinds of worried about you
ever since you admitted that you only fall
for the scummiest guys on earth.
Mysterious, isn't it?
I wonder why that is.
Hard to say.
Your own brain is a mystery?
What are you gals munchin' on?
Dude, cut it out already, man!
It's those third-years from before.
-It's a croquette! -Don't encourage them!
So you gonna share?
- In your dreams! - Wha?
-Now she thinks you're a tool! -
Best to play along so they get it out of their system.
It's way better to ignore them!
Bet they fail their entrance exams.
Eh, it's better than making them all sad
and uncomfortable, y'know?
I'd rather deal with them being a bit extra.
Huh?
Is this about the gym weirdness?
Don't sweat it.
They just got flustered 'cause you talked to them
out of the blue.
You've never said a word to any of them before.
We're not all like a certain social butterfly.
Eureka!
You're what?
I've deduced why Azuma only likes scumbags.
- Huh? - Why?
It's elementary.
Hmm?
So, you know how shy or even average folks
tippy-toe their way through romantical relationships
like they're snails stuck in slo-mo?
But then other folks are all like, "vroom,"
and just charge in like those upperclassmen?
"Vroom"?
Lemme cook.
Now, she's used to accepting the vroom vroomers
without getting angry at them.
So that whole deal is totes normalized.
You deserve to be angry when you're disrespected!
Mm.
Since she's used to being open-minded
about creeps who misbehave,
she quickly loses patience with the slow-and-steady approach.
You ran with that metaphor.
Look, I hear ya.
But do you really think that's it?
FAST EXAMPLE
I meet someone, I think he's the one, boom, psychopath.
SLOW EXAMPLE
Maybe dying alone is what I deserve
for finding good people unsexy.
Guess I'm guilty as charged.
Love is like driving.
If you never leave the lowest gear,
you're gonna be like, "Are we there yet?"
But if you hop in with a guy who just guns it,
the trip'll be way too short.
So you've gotta protect yourself.
Wait, who's the car?
You muddled your own metaphor.
Fatality.
I was KO'd by my desire to say something that sounded cool.
Am I really doing so bad?
Hmm?
If I take it slow
and get to know someone little by little,
I wonder if there's a chance
that I could find a love like yours, Suzuki.
You don't wanna go down that road.
Huh?
This lil' goober love-bombed poor Tani
-with relentless pestering. -For real?
Yeah, she's a flaming hypocrite.
And a vroomer.
That was then!
Now I make the tortoise look like a speedster.
- That a fact? -I speak the truth!
- - Now I'm so curious.
Did somethin' funny happen?
I wonder when Tani first fell in love with Suzuki.
-Uh... - Huh?
I'm kinda curious, too.
Well, you gonna field that?
What's happening?
Back off, you brutes!
I wanna hound him when we're alone!
YAY YAY CHAT CHAT
December has arrived!
The town is bustling for the holidays.
Around each and every corner is a Christmas song.
And amidst the warm and fuzzy feelings,
an avalanche of final exams and graduations!
Winter vacation is like a snowflake
that will soon melt.
It'll pass you by if you're not careful.
So stay vigilant with your studies,
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