Why Did I Get So Attached?

"Alright, I have to focus well today."

Yesterday was filled with unexpected events, so today, I need to concentrate on my lessons.

"Hey, are you awake, ONii?"

"Yeah, I'm awake... Just now."

"Alright, then get up already, bro, and take a shower. There's a meeting soon, remember?"

"Sure, sure. I'll take a shower, change into my uniform, and head down."

"Okay, okay, big bro."

"I wonder what topics will be discussed today..."

At school, there's a meeting at 8:30 AM, where all the trainers gather. During the meeting, the Head Trainer assigns everyone their respective subjects to teach. Since I'm new here, I'll mostly be teaching Vocabulary and Speaking. Before I knew it, it was almost 10 AM.

The school runs on a strict schedule, and students who are late rush into class, scared of missing out. Inside the classroom, it's a blend of chaos and noise. When the school bell rings, the main gate closes.

"Mr. ONii, today you'll be teaching the class in Room 1."

When I turned around, another teacher informed me that I could now enter the classroom. So, I went inside.

The school has six classrooms—Rooms 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6. I'll be teaching in Rooms 1, 2, and 3. Today, I went into Room 1, which was the same class I had entered the day after the party.

"Good Morning, Teacher ONii."

"Ah, here we go again. It's Mr. ONii, not Teacher."

"Hehe, sorry, Mr. ONii."

"Alright, alright, forget it. Have you all memorized the vocabulary I gave you yesterday? I'll be testing you today."

"Yes, Mr. We're ready. Ask us anything."

"Good, then let's get started."

As expected, there were some wrong answers here and there. We went over the lesson and cleared up any confusion. Before long, it was 12 PM—time for the lunch break.

After leaving the classroom...

"Ah, that was tiring... Standing straight for so long."

"Hey, Parker, aren't you tired too?"

When I asked, I saw that Parker had dozed off in the reception area.

"Hey, hey... Get up, it's lunch break already."

"Oh, okay, big bro... Are you done? Sorry, I fell

asleep."

"Yeah, I'm done. Let's go grab something to eat."

"Sure, sure, you go ahead, I'll catch up."

"Hah, you're always the same."

As I opened the school gate, I suddenly caught a very interesting scent from behind. When I turned around, a student bumped into me and then ran off. Suddenly, my mind was preoccupied again.

"Hmm... That hair color is so dark, it looks almost dyed. And that skin... so fair it's almost like a zombie's. And that smell... I'm catching it again. Why does it feel so intriguing? It's not overwhelming, not sweet, just... What brand is it? I've never smelled anything like it before."

"Oh, sorry Mr. … Sorry! Hehe… I told you not to run!"

Two girls had dashed down from upstairs, bumped into me, and then ran off.

"Wow, these kids are really something... Huh, that one... Where have I seen her before?"

"Hey, what are you standing there for, ONii? I thought you'd already left."

"No, man, someone bumped into me from behind, so I moved to the side to avoid getting hit again."

"Oh man, what a situation you've gotten yourself into."

"Yeah, right? Since the day I arrived, it's been like this... By the way, did you see those two girls who ran down from upstairs just now?"

"Yeah, I saw them. They're from Room 3—really smart kids. And by kids, I mean they're probably just a year younger than you."

"Wow, they're pretty grown-up then. Other people's kids are all fresh-faced, while I'm already looking like an old man in my 30s."

"Come on, you're exaggerating now."

"It's the truth, bro... Let's go eat before I pass out from hunger."

"Alright, alright."

After eating at the shop in front of the school, we headed back. The lunch break was over, so I had to return to the classroom.

"Mr. ONii."

"Yes, Teacher Ty?"

"Just letting you know that there's a Speaking Session in Room 3 today."

"Oh, okay, thank you, Teacher. I'll head over now."

"Are you just starting in Room 3 today? I'll introduce you to everyone."

"Thank you, Teacher. I appreciate it."

So, I headed upstairs.

"Everyone, this is Mr. ONii. From today onwards, he'll be your new trainer for Speaking."

"Nice to meet you all... You can call me Mr. ONii or just ONii if you'd like."

Students:

"Nice to meet you, Mr. ONii."

"Alright, today's just an introduction and a little get-to-know-you session."

So, This is the class with all the bright students.

"Okay, Mr."

We started with introductions.

"My name is…"

"My name is…"

"My name is…"

"My name is…"

"That's a lot of names to remember at once... And what's that scent again? I'm catching it again... in this room?"

"Hello, nice to meet you Mr. my name is Rin."

"Ah... Where have I heard this voice before… And that hairstyle..."

"Rin, is that you? The one who bumped into me earlier?"

"Oh, Teacher. Do you remember? I didn't think you would... Sorry, it wasn't intentional. Riko was running behind me, so I had to rush too."

"Forget it, forget it... And stop calling me Teacher."

"Okay, Teacher ONii."

"Seriously ?"

"Oh, sorry, Mr. ONii."

What kind of child is she... She's tricky.

"Alright, since the introductions are done, let's start today's lesson."

"Today's lesson is an easy one... It's about Online Shopping. Alright, everyone, let's get started…"

We continued the lesson until 4 PM when school ended for the day.

"Ah... Finally, we're done. Time to take off this uniform. I'm heading to the bar tonight."

"Hey, Parker, hurry up... I'll wait for you downstairs."

"Okay, okay, big bro."

"Alright, all the students have gone home, so we can relax. I can leave in style now. Wait... Is that a student in front of the school? Why hasn't she left yet? What's she doing?"

"Hey, you should head home already. It's almost 5 PM."

With her dark black hair... and that fair, glowing skin... Hold on, that's her...

"Rin? Is that you? What are you still doing here? Haven't you gone home yet?"

"No, I haven't. Mr. My mom hasn't come to pick me up yet... She's stuck in traffic."

"Oh, really? Then why don't you wait inside? It's not very comfortable sitting in front of the school."

"It's fine, Teacher. The breeze is nice out here."

Her carefree attitude and polite demeanor made it clear that she was a truly innocent and well-mannered child. And she's also been calling me both 'Mr.' and 'Teacher' alternately… This girl...

"Alright, suit yourself. Call me whatever you like."

"I call you 'Teacher' out of respect… Hehe."

"Okay, fine."

"And, by the way, that Keychain on your bag… Is that from the current trending show?"

When I asked that, her eyes suddenly lit up with a bright spark.

"Oh, Mr., you know about this Keychain? Not many people know this series... Do you watch it too?"

Actually, her Keychain was of a character from a Japanese anime. And since I'm an anime fan myself, that's where I recognized it.

"Yeah, I watch it. It's really good, but I actually prefer another character over this one. That character is much stronger."

"Not really, Mr… I like this character the best."

"Alright then… Everyone has their preferences. Some people just like weaker characters, I guess."

I didn't mean anything by it, but you know how it is with anime fans. At that moment...

"What do you mean 'weaker characters'?" she said, playfully hitting me with her little hand.

I was shocked and surprised... Was she really going to hit me? I had to dodge.

Then, she quickly realized her mistake.

"Oh, sorry, Mr. I didn't mean to. I just got a bit carried away... Sorry."

That's when I really started to notice… Who is this girl? And why do I feel so attached to her so quickly?

"Oh, my mom's here. I'll be going now... See you tomorrow, T-E-A-C-H-E-R."

She ran off towards the car... leaving behind that sweet, lingering scent.

As she ran off, I shouted, "See you tomorrow, little Rin," but she just pouted and got into the car without saying a word...

All I could do was just smile… nothing more.

In my thoughts, I wondered, is this girl different somehow?While talking to her, I even forgot about myself…

it felt so freeing and light.Why is that?

And then, this scent… is it perfume?

It can't be… I would recognize perfume…

But why does this make me remember my childhood? It's like I feel nostalgic…

The scent makes me want to run to where it came from… it's a feeling… something is there…

Why do I keep wanting to experience this scent again and again?

Have I started to like it?

No… not yet…I need to ask next time…

what perfume is it…

this scent is taking over my senses…

Like a drug…Ah… I don't know anymore…

I'll find out later… better let it be…

"Why did I get so obsessed with this?" 🫀

That much…✨"