Have you ever experienced mood swings, like you ever just felt extremely happy or motivated about a particular activity but the next moment, you lost all your interest.
It was almost like your motivation, your excitement was sapped out of your body through a hidden straw.
Why am I talking about this you might ask?
Well it just so happened to me when our homeroom teacher finished distributing the answer sheets, and suggested us to review our answer sheets.
Japanese : 53
English : 26
Science : 61
Mathematics : 64
Social Studies : 37
I could only stare blankly at my answer sheet, I was quite literally speechless upon seeing the results.
Not only did I manage to receive two red crosses but along with that there was even more of a immediate problem that presented itself right before me.
As we know, I have memories from my previous life, which includes my scholastic memories along with the other stuff.
Therefore, I was certain that I would be able to have as much fun as I desired without having to worry about my studies.
Technically, I have already graduated once, sure I might need to brush up my memories a bit as it's been a while since I required these topics.
But the problem that arose was... that I couldn't read japanese, that seems pretty reasonable considering that I was born in Japan in the first place and never stayed there apart for some trips.
I managed to learn some japanese thanks to a certain someone, but that just included the basics which could allow me to navigate comfortably on my vacation to Japan.
Anyways, as someone who has stayed his entire life in Japan ( the previous owner of the body ), one would expect him to surely know the language and normally should be fluent in it.
Though that would happen in normal cases, but here... as if someone was trying to play a prank on me, I somehow can't even read the answer sheet properly, literally the stuff which was supposedly written by me!
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"Hey Yuichi!"
I, who was going through a depression phase was called to by an unfamiliar yet strangely familiar voice.
I turned my head towards this person who couldn't read the mood and rudely interrupted me while I was here busy getting depressed.
After a look at his face, I concluded him to be a friend of mine, though not accurately mine as in reality I had seen him for the first time.
But the owner of the body... well for the sake of convenience, let's call him the older me was pretty good friends with this guy.
His name was, Imamura Ryota and we are in the same class, 1-A and also he was the same person who was snickering when I went to receive the answer sheets.
Surprisingly my gloomy self managed to befriend a really handsome guy, he had that black messy hair style going with his sharp facial texture, making him stand out.
"What's wrong? Anything on my face?"
I started to monologue out of habit without noticing and ended up staring right at him, which is definitely a little awkward.
As he, who approached me earlier with mischievous grin on his face had it switched to a rather concerning look.
"My bad! I was just thinking about some stuff?"
"Well it's whatever but what's wrong with you?"
"...?"
I stared at him blankly as I couldn't really understand at all, what he was trying to refer to.
"I meant why you emitting that don't approach me aura...wait, don't tell me you finally managed to fail on all the five —"
"——No dumbass... but I did get two crosses."
It kind of ticked me off seeing the exasperated expression he hade while he was clearly mocking my biggest insecurity currently.
I am already dejected enough that I didn't require anyone else to come and rub salt on this fresh wound.
"Well I was just kidding, anyways it's break time, I was heading towards cafeteria before going for club activities."
𝘐𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮
→ 𝘑𝘰𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮
"Sounds good!"
In my misery, I managed to ignore my body which was basically begging me for food as I was too overwhelmed in the morning leading to me skipping on breakfast.
And just like that we headed towards the cafeteria while having some normal talks about random stuff.
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Currently, I was sitting alone in the cafeteria pondering about two very specific topics.
Firstly, even though I was an adult but it didn't felt out of place for me to converse with high schoolers or rather it felt more comfortable to do so.
My guess is that along with me taking over this body, I took over the emotions as well, or in better words, both the experiences are combined, where my emotions are tilted towards my older self.
That isn't much of a problem, or more like that it works in my favour, otherwise everyday life in the school would have been filled with awkwardness.
This also implies that even though I shouldn't know some of the people who are close to my old self, I still am emotionally connected as if the older me was still present.
Secondly, a even important matter is that I am for some reason a part of the art club, and the funny part is... that the old me wasn't even good at it to begin with.
I tried recalling memories related to the art club to find out, why did I join it and how was my relation with the other members.
The first question, as I guessed was due to a girl which my old self found attractive, he was interested solely in her which led to him joining the club.
She was the club president, a third year who tried to recruit him along a bunch of other freshmens... and yeah, it seems that it's my first year in the high school.
She is above average and the type who talks to all the guys, basically a pretty girl with an open and easy going personality.
I could see why he was so easily charmed by her, after all, he didn't had a single female friend to talk to, so this was a golden opportunity for him.
And regarding the second question, he was being treated just like a regular member, so basically there wasn't a special relation shared between him and any of the other club members.
Sure, they tried to put in effort to motivate him in the first month to push him to work hard but seeing no results, that effort slowly diminished.
Regardless, the one who joined the art club wasn't actually me, it was my older self, and I am rather not fond of the art club neither the president.
Anyways... until a few minutes ago as I was conversing with Ryota, I found out that he is a part of the basketball team, and has been bugging me for a while to give up on that art club girl already and join him.
In fact, I myself am pretty hooked to basketball, afterall I basically played it throughout my university years and was extremely attached to it.
Thus, I am pretty intrigued by his suggestion to join him, and I doubt I could expect for a better outcome here as even though I am joining late, but I still am friend with someone in the team.
Summer break is starting from next week, basically few days left before school closes... yeah, for some reason I took over in the middle, not at the starting of my fresher year.
So if I did join a sports club, I would be a bit forced to come to school even during the break for practice as that is the pretty standard practice.
I could wait it out till the break's over before joining to avoid the coming to school in the hottest months... can't believe I am considering things like effort here... must be my old self interfering.
𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣
→ 𝘑𝘰𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮
𝘘𝘶𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣𝘴, 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵
Anyways, it was a no brainer that I would blindly follow basketball, after all this is actually where I feel like my heart belongs.
And I don't see any apparent benefit of pursuing someone else's crush, as my old self crushed for her, not me and she isn't even my type to begin with.
I decided to head over to the court once the classes are over for the day as I don't think there is any benefit going now, assuming break is about to be end soon.
With the game plan in my mind, and forgetting why I was depressed the entire first half of the day, I headed back to resume my classes before my next big step.