My Seatmate Tries to Make Me Fall in Love with Her by Teasing Me Repeatedly, but Somehow She Was the

Wei Li, who dived into the bed that night, could not sleep at any time.

That's always the case before and after one day of a seat change. When I couldn't sleep, I somehow remembered.

- Ugh, I'm next to him. - It's a real hassle. Worst.

It was when I changed seats in fourth grade.

I heard the boy in the next seat say that shit. No, not even Kosovo. At the volume there.

I do admit that I would have belonged to a so-called race of hassles at the time.

My voice is small and my story is poorly dragged in, and I'm extremely shy. I was even shy of smiling in public.

So I couldn't of course say that back and say, "This is the worst," and I brought it straight home and cried once again.

I hated changing seats and hated going to school all at once.

While I was in my seat, I was freaked out by the words and deeds of my neighbor at four or six o'clock, and I managed to hold out until the next seat change.

But what if I change seats and the other kids tell me it sucks again?

If that happens, it won't be a fundamental solution. Will such anxiety persist every time I change seats?

The troubled Wei Li consulted his sister, who was then the closest and most dependable.

Then I was told this after they looked at me like I wasn't sure what it was.

"Then why don't you just be a funny kid?

It was pretty tedious advice now that I think about it, but I thought only Lee would be there then.

In fact there was a bright and funny girl in the same class, there was always a lot of people around her and she was very popular with everyone.

Then Wei Li began his research into becoming an interesting and fun child.

I read gag comics as well as girl comics. Watch the distribution of interesting people on the video site and check out the TV comic talent and variety shows.

Apart from that, my sister's somewhat suspicious advice. - The woman is adorable. Yummy was also blown in a lot.

In fact, I'm just not sure those efforts have borne fruit.

I ended up laughing and watching gag cartoons in my room by myself...... a lot like that.

I ended up telling my sister, "Are you really motivated? Anyway, Nori, it seems like a lot of fun. Laugh first," he said, just starting to play it right.

Luckily, however, it played its part, or since then, the child next door has stopped loathing me.

It's kind of brighter, and I've got more friends, and it's a good thing.

But after some time in junior high school, it gradually headed in a strange direction.

I was just smiling and saying hello, and all of a sudden they call me in and they start saying, "I like you," etc.

On the other hand, the kid who was funny and popular when he was in elementary school was treated like a softy woman at some point.

Wei Li wasn't very aware of his appearance when he grew up. Wei Li, who thought it was the funny kid who was righteous, was completely confused.

As for Li, I was just assuming that the person in the next seat hated me.

He smiled trying to entertain me, and if he had been loving me, he would have been overkill as a result.

In the meantime, I heard from friends that I would be entertained if I did it among boys, but I don't really feel it.

Then after several confessions, Wei Li also found out.

Let's not do this anymore. Normally, I just need to be normal.

Even though I knew it on my head, my neighbor's seat phobia didn't heal.

Or I forgot how I behaved before that.

I have the feeling that I'm playing somewhere, but my personality itself is no longer changing, and I'm not sure I know the boundaries between on and off.

I don't hate my personality right now, though, and it's totally better than when I was kind of gloomy and dizzy.

But when it is assumed that I am next door, I wonder if I am wrong.

When the front and rear seats are talking to each other in a fun way, I think if I don't talk about something myself.

Something like the unconscious obsessive notion of not entertaining the other person was still hard to get rid of.

As always, I hated changing seats.

Phew, sighing, Wei Li depressed her back to sleep.

Truth be told, the reason I couldn't sleep today wasn't about changing seats.

- You play the game of making the boy next door fall in love with himself.

He said that with a very serious face.

It made me look weird and laugh when I remembered.

(What game is missing to say...... Um, I was wondering if it's natural after all? But something funny...)

Nature and garlic loose mouth.

That's all I could do with a little manuke and cute...... but then it's not nice.

(Why did you...)

I've never been stroked in the head by a boy my age. Or when I think back often, the fact that I was stroked in the head is not in itself surprisingly remembered.

I mean, he took my first time... It was taken by accident.

(And I got used to it in addition to my thoughts! Honestly, it felt a little good! My voice was so sweet...)

That's probably a headless pro.

It must be something like that that that left the sound behind because it was mountainous and even nasty. I'm sure it is.

(I have a sister, unexpectedly your brother character...?

And he was just an extra character who wasn't going to do that.

This one already panicked lightly and disturbed me, exposing me to unusual ugliness.

They must have thought, "Wow, you're blushing to this extent," or something. My face lights up just remembering.

(Whatever - really!

I accidentally held my head and bummed my legs.

I've been somewhat concerned for a long time now, and I happen to be in the next seat, and when I talk, I'm unexpectedly in good shape, and accidentally going home together, and somehow they stroke my head, and then I'm much more concerned... now here I am.

(No, no, no! What kind of choroin is that? It's your first day of talking? Harlem, even animated heroines will endure more.)

There's no way. This feeling must be confusing with something.

Yeah, that's it. Surprise. I was simply thrilled to be surprised. That's how it's decided.

(Damn, that guy ~...!)

I'm getting angry that this one is so disturbed, but I'm sure he'll be in a restful sleep easily by now.

There's something I really hate about losing. I want to make that sleepy face as bright red as I can think. If this happens, I'm really good at making you fall in love with the game.

If they do, I'll do it back. Double return...... no double return!

That's what I thought of citing...