Love Trials of the Introverted

Chapter 1

My new life was getting ready to start and I couldn't help but feel happy despite my face looking the same as always.

Expressionless.

I was hoping to change that over the next three years. Surely by then I would find friends that I could laugh and joke with while making memories that will last me a lifetime.

Despite this I couldn't help but feel as if that will fail to come to pass. Is this the so-called Flag Phenomenon that I read about before attending the school? Did I just jinx myself and be doomed to be a loner for the rest of my school life?

Of course not. Because something like that can easily be explained away as a coincidence. Besides, humans love making connections and patterns when there are none. They make hundreds of connections a day in order to help make sense of the world around them.

Besides, wouldn't you want to think it was a connection when you thought about drinking a certain kind of soda brand in the morning then walking by a vending machine that has the soda you were thinking of in it. Then you're compelled to buy it because you're gonna think, "I was just thinking about this earlier. This was meant to be! I have to get it now."

The perfect excuse to splurge on something despite you making a connection to one of your random thoughts despite having hundreds of them a day.

After finishing my rant I turned my head towards the window to my left. I was lucky enough to grab a window seat and had the privilege to watch the scenery blur past me uninterrupted.

However, something caught my eye as I was admiring the scenery. A faint reflection in the window caught my gaze and it was a girl who looked my age wearing the same uniform as me.

'When did she get there? Was I so lost in thought that I didn't register her sitting next to me?'

I soon began to focus on her reflection that was fixed to the glass that framed her as a painting being held in a museum. She had a beautiful face with striking eyes that seemed to be a striking purple but glowed a faint lavender in the light of the sun that happened to grace her features. She had long straight flowing black hair that would make the smoothest of satin fabric jealous.

I couldn't help but admire her beauty as she is definitely one of the most beautiful I've seen and seemed to be a cool beauty that was graceful and confident in how she held herself. This was obvious if the refined way she was reading the book in her hands was any indication.

'Hearts of Darkness, huh?'

Quite an interesting book to see a Japanese High School student read. One of the most influential books in the past 100 years and it originated in the United Kingdom. I wonder how she got her hands on that book, especially a translated version.

I was soon pulled from my musings as I heard a commotion on the other side of the bus.

"Don't you think you should give up your seat?"

I pulled my gaze from the window and by proxy the reflection of the beauty next to me and turned my head towards the sudden outburst on the previously quiet bus ride.

A few spots in front of me another girl that was wearing the female version of the uniform was addressing a young blonde haired man wearing the same version of the uniform as me sitting in the priority seat.

The blonde was exuding an air of superiority that was practically radiating off him as if he himself is the very concept of perfection with him believing every bit of it. He exudes enough cockiness and haughtiness for me to resolve myself in limiting interactions with him if possible. If I want to obtain the peaceful and fulfilled student life I desire it would be best to avoid him.