"Now co on, Ayase. I think everyone else has already had their lunch. We’re the only ones left because our eting ran late," Agawa chid in, smoothly coming to Kelly’s rescue. As the most popular guy at school, it was no surprise that he would step in to diffuse any awkward situations. His easy charm and natural charisma made him well-liked by everyone.
"Ah, yes, sorry, Haruka-san, but I already ate," Kelly responded politely.
"Is that so? Well, next ti then," Haruka replied with a hint of disappointnt.
"Sorry, Kamimura, it looks like we disturbed you," Agawa apologized.
"No, not at all. Anyways, thanks for the save," Kelly whispered to Agawa.
"Oh, don’t ntion it," Agawa replied smoothly, in his charming voice.
Agawa Reiichi, the epito of popularity at school, seed to possess an almost ethereal charm. With his silky, flowing blond hair and soft features, he caught the attention of everyone around him. Standing tall at 180 cm, he exuded an aura of confidence, and his well-defined muscles hinted at his athleticism. Not only was he admired for his physical attributes, but he also possessed a kind heart and a strong sense of justice. His academic prowess was equally impressive, maintaining outstanding grades effortlessly. Hell, even his na, had a heroic ring to it. As if all of that wasn’t enough, Agawa was also the esteed student council president. It ca as no surprise that he received confessions from admirers on a daily basis, earning him the reputation of a true Casanova.
’Is it even possible for soone to be so perfect... I used to question the existence of such individuals, but after encountering Agawa, I find myself reconsidering. It’s almost as if he has it all...looks, intelligence, popularity, and an unwavering sense of righteousness. It’s baffling, really. How can soone possess such a combination of qualities..’
"Seriously. Why are you guys talking to failure like that anyway"
The final person to join the group and address Kelly with disdain was Hiroya Tokito, the student council secretary and Agawa’s closest friend. Hiroya had a disciplined haircut and a piercing gaze that exuded seriousness. Despite standing at an impressive height of 190 cm, he paled in comparison to Ryutaro’s imposing physique, when, comparing these two Ryutaro was in a different league altogether, even if their body type was sa Hiroya couldn’t hope to defeat Ryutaro and more importantly unlike Ryutaro. Hiroya was a true musclehead, driven by a love for hard work and a penchant for hot-blooded actions. He held a strong dislike for Kelly, considering his tendency to avoid direct confrontations with Ryutaro and opting to run away from fights. Hiroya believed such behavior to be cowardly, but it stemd from a fundantal difference in their perspectives and approaches to challenges.
’But as much as I dislike his comnt, Hiroya is right. I have been avoiding Ryutaro, almost running away from him. However, there’s a rule I always abide by ever since that incident... don’t pick fights I can’t win... don’t gamble until I’m sure of the outco. In the end, I’ll co out on top. Well, even if I say all this, there’s no way in hell I can defeat Hiroya. The difference in strength is already glaringly clear. Why are there so many strong individuals in my class? My confidence is starting to waver...maybe I should start working out again Ahh, whatever...’
As Kelly remained lost in his thoughts, Hiroya glanced at him briefly before huffing disdainfully and dismissing him.
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