I Became Friends with the Second Cutest Girl in My Class (WN)

I climbed a slope surrounded by the cherry blossom trees and passed through the school gate.

A whole year had passed since I first came to this school. The number of students passing through the gate was considerably less because the third-years had graduated earlier this month.

I’d stopped walking while looking down, so changes like this were noticeable to me.

“Yo, Maehara! Good morning!”

“!… M-Morning…”

Well, I may have changed a bit, but I still couldn’t get used to the teacher’s loud greeting.

…By the way, I’d heard rumors about him moving soon, I wonder if it’s true?

“Yo, Maki.”

“Morning, Nozomu.”