The Cheeky Junior Gal Becomes Too Cute When She Gets Attached to Me-Chapter 7Volume 1 .1 - The Junior Gal Cant Run Anymore

Chapter 7: The Junior Gal Can’t Run Anymore

How long has it been since I stopped meeting with Senpai?

I tried to recall as I rode the morning train, barely making it on time to avoid being late.

The days without Senpai were dull, and I lived them in a daze. That’s why they’re so vague in my memory.

I no longer knew how to spend my time after school. I used to go to the Student Council room every day.

Even though the time I spent with Senpai was brief, I can’t remember what I used to do to pass the time before meeting him.

So, I spent my days thinking about Senpai. But I’ve decided not to see him anymore.

I’ll keep the memories of Senpai as precious, shining recollections to hold dear.

I think visiting him would only be a bother.

“It was fun…”

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I muttered to myself.

Just when I thought I had finally made a connection…

――The first time I met him was on the day of the high school entrance exams.

I wanted to attend this school where hair color and makeup were free, so I studied hard despite my struggles and faced the day.

I got a bit lost and ended up entering from the back of the high school, where I got entangled to two male students.

『Hey, we’ve spotted a super cute girl.』

『That’s what I said, right? Entrance exam day is the chance to find cute girls.』

『You’re amazing, man. How about it? Skip the exam and hang out with us?』

It seems there are delinquent students in every high school.

Maybe because I was just as flashy in appearance, they thought I was one of them.

『No, um…』

『Come on, you look like you’re used to hanging out.』

Being judged by my appearance is something I’m accustomed to.

But I’m not used to hanging out. In fact, I’m rather bad at socializing.

The reason I dress in a gal style is that it’s my armor to protect myself.

My mother, who is a hairdresser, taught me that. She said I can have confidence if I dress in a way that makes me feel the cutest. So that I can stay strong no matter what people say.

Originally, I was often prejudged, so I tried to become cute to protect myself.

I dyed my hair, learned makeup, and even studied fashion.

I worked hard on my gestures, expressions, and the way I speak, all to become cuter.

I even started to think, “Maybe I am cute.”

But… no matter how hard I tried to improve my appearance, I was still weak inside.

『Alright, it’s decided. You’re going on a date with us.』

As I shrank back and was unable to respond, one of the boys said this while draping his arm over my shoulder.

I thought I was going to be taken away… that’s when I heard his voice.

『Surprising. To think that there are still fools like you at my high school.』

A person with a somewhat cold impression interrupted us, pointing his smartphone camera.

『Sexual harassment? She’s a junior high schooler, you know. This could be a serious crime.』

I later found out that he was Tsujidou Masachika Senpai, the Vice President of the Student Council.

Despite not appearing particularly strong in a fight, Senpai managed to drive off two boys with words alone.

As I watched in stunned silence, huddled up, he bowed his head to me.

『I apologize for the behavior of our high school students.』

『Eh, um, didn’t you think I was one of them…?』

『Nobody would think that of a junior high school student clutching an exam admission ticket and trembling.』

He said it casually, but I think most people would judge by appearances and assume I was just part of them.

Even if not, ordinary people would just look the other way.

『Thank you very much…』

『Preventing misconduct by current students and ensuring we don’t lose a future junior is part of the Student Council’s duty, and ultimately for our own good. Besides, I was simply annoyed. Don’t thank me, because it wasn’t for you… Anyway, the registration is about to close.』

『Ah… um, I don’t know where it is.』

I admitted it with a flushed face, and Senpai guided me to the registration desk.

Afterward, he immediately left while looking busy.

Thanks to him, I barely managed to enroll, and I started looking for Senpai.

Not that he was hard to find, as he stood out. I could hear various things about him without even trying.

As the Student Council Vice President, he was seen managing various events. Unbeknownst to others, he was helping students.

Teachers would hold him up as an example, saying we should follow his lead because of his excellent grades and enthusiastic participation.

Senpai’s name would even come up in my classmates’ casual conversations.

He probably didn’t know, but he was actually quite popular among junior girls.

That made me a bit anxious.

Come to think of it, the two boys who had harassed me were expelled after various pieces of evidence of their misconduct came to light.

Rumors said that Senpai had something to do with it…

I wanted to talk to Senpai and thank him properly, but I couldn’t find the right time, and half a year passed by.

Before I knew it, he had become the Student Council President.

…And yet, after we finally became friends.

It was my fault that trouble came to Senpai too.

Because a certain Sensei didn’t like me.

It had always been like that. Even before I dyed my hair, people judged me by my appearance and labeled me a bad kid.

Because of that, I was avoided, bullied, and often scolded without reason.

I would only cause Senpai more trouble if I stayed with him any longer.