I was not good at talking to people.

It was not that I had a traumatic experience in the past; it was just that whenever I talked to people, I had a hard time forming words.

Because of this, it became impossible for me to make friends at school, and I was regarded as a jerk who ignored people when they tried to talk to me.

I hate myself because of that. I wanted to be able to talk well with people somehow. I wanted to have friends. I even wanted to find love. But I couldn’t find any solution to this problem.

But there was one thing I was good at: studying. I always ranked in the top 5 at school.

I didn’t have any friends, so I studied during breaks and even when I went home, I studied all the time.

If I had friends, I could teach them…

I didn’t know… what was going to happen to me from now on…

Today, I decided to talk to my mom about this problem. It probably wouldn’t solve anything, but I thought it would be better than worrying about it alone.

“Mom, can I have a minute of your time…?”

“What? Yes, of course. What’s wrong? You look so serious.”

“Mom, you know I’m not good at talking to people, right?”

“Yeah… I know.”

“You know how I used to tell you that I was fine when we talked about it? That was a lie…”

“Ah, yeah?”

“Yeah, I want to be able to talk to people and have friends, but I don’t know how to do it…”

“Is that so… I’m sorry, Kosei… Mother didn’t notice it sooner…”

“No, it’s not your fault… it’s my fault for being so stubborn…”

“Uh huh. Thanks Kosei, now that you have told me about it, you want me to give you advice, right?”

“Yeah… well…”

“I see… then… what should I do?”

“It doesn’t have to be right now…”

“Oh! How about that!!”

“That…? What is that?”

“Be a tutor!!”

“What?”

(T/N: Don’t expect too much, just a silly romcom)



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