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I wonder when my first love was. I think it was in elementary school. She was an older girl in the same cleaning group as me. Her skin was pale and smooth, and she was a cheerful girl who liked to smile a lot. When it came to cleaning up at the elementary school I used to attend, areas were divided, with each area being assigned a different cleaning group.. The groups were made up of students from grade 1 all the way up to grade 6, evenly distributed to “encourage more interaction between grades.” However, because children loved to play around, it was common for the boys from each grade to get into a huge brawl during cleaning time. I didn’t feel comfortable with the commotion, so I just flatly continued cleaning with a cloth, at which point a girl suddenly spoke to me. “Yacchan, you’re always working so hard, huh.” From that point on, she’d frequently strike up conversations with me during cleaning time. “I really don’t like boys. They’re so childish. But, Yacchan, you’re differ

Instead of homeroom, there was a brief roll call at the entrance. After that, Yasuki headed to the 4th floor, where class 3-B was located. Class 3-B was, just like Yasuki and the F class, not participating in this year's cultural festival. So, they allowed the Local Geography Research club to use their vacant classroom as a place for their exhibition. Today is Sunday, the second day of the cultural festival. Yesterday was the first day of the festival, and it was only open to the students. But today, the general public is expected to come. That’s why the expressions of the students I passed by were full of enthusiasm, and some were already marching around in costumes. The whole school seemed to be in a festive mood. When Yasuki arrived at his post at the Local Geography Research club, the kouhais had already gathered before him. Since the club was somewhat plain, most of the members tended to be mature and adult-like. However, as they all wore matching T-shirts (which were blue wi