Do you believe in the fate of encounters? Do you believe in destiny?

Even if the future is bleak, even if the situation is terrible, will you never give up?

No matter how difficult the challenges may be, no matter how disappointed or desperate you may feel, as long as you are there, none of it matters!

On the path of life, everything is a dark path with no future.

I hope that one day we can sing together that moving feeling...

Ah...!

It's really nice, feeling the heartbeat while listening to music like this in school!

Strands of black silk covered the boy's eyes, providing a good cover for him to daydream during class.

In his eyes, perhaps this singing is really like a beautiful encounter in reality, isn't it? Juxi and I, sometimes...I don't know if it's just an illusion, but I always feel there is an invisible bond between us.

Until that day, I don't know how many months have passed, until today, two years later.

He can sit here again, sitting in the seat in the academy classroom, and make the most of his limited youth with his classmates.

"From the period of World War II, our country's leadership made the wrong decisions... cough cough, Juxi, Juxi!"

The female homeroom teacher, who was focused on teaching, angrily called out Juxi's name through the loudspeaker, criticizing him by name for spacing out in the back row.

"Umm...?"

Juxi, who was startled by the teacher and regained his senses, almost jumped out of his chair.

"Teacher, did...did you call me?"

"Hmph, it seems like our class only has you named Juxi, right? Who else would I be calling?"

Even though Juxi was daydreaming in class, to say some silly things like that, the homeroom teacher felt that it was simply an insult to the knowledge she was teaching, so she flew into a rage.

But this made Juxi immediately wake up a lot and he quickly apologized to the teacher.

"Um...I'm sorry, I'll definitely pay attention next time!"

"Is that so? Then I'll make an exception and forgive you this time, otherwise it will be an office conversation next time!"

The homeroom teacher was still easy to talk to, so he managed to escape this disaster.

Sigh, after going through so much, he knew what it meant to be responsible, at least he won't rely on deceiving himself to get through the days like before.

After school every afternoon, we would still study together in the free library to make up for Juxi's missed lessons. After going through this period of constant review, he finally achieved a score of 448 in the mock exam in his first year of high school, and even received an excellent ranking (which was quite difficult for someone who had been out of school for a long time)!

"Hey hey, dude!"

Yuanhui, the trouble-making friend Juxi made in his first year of high school, looked like he had been struck by lightning. To put it mildly, he was a scruffy delinquent.

"It's you again, why do we always end up in the same class? Yuanhui!"

Yuanhui, the trouble-making friend who clung to Juxi since middle school. How could there be no loyal best friend around Juxi who initially kept his distance from everyone, including his sister?

I remember they first met at the sports festival. What was Yuanhui participating in? It seemed like he needed something boring during the obstacle race, so he ended up dragging him to the finish line.

Looking back now, Juxi always felt that it was simply a fateful connection!

So let's set aside Juxi's experiences for now.

Let's talk about us now, which has improved greatly compared to our initial stiffness.

Thinking back to that day...

The sunset colored half of the sky and also colored the streets below.

I walked happily along the road towards home, thinking to myself.

I was so focused on shopping that I didn't know how Juxi, soaking in the pool, was doing.

It's ridiculous that I unconsciously threw all his stuff into the washing machine without even thinking, but I guess he wouldn't dare to run around naked...

As I grinned at the success of my plan, I suddenly remembered that there were also many perverts exposed in the news, and could my brother Juxi be one of them?

"How could that be...no, it's impossible! He wouldn't do something so gross!"

I waved my hand, trying to reassure myself.

Carrying three bags full of clothes back home, fortunately everything seemed the same as before.

There were no signs of anyone entering or leaving the house, but...!

"A true pervert would never let others know their whereabouts!"

Perverts always take unconventional routes, right? So it's necessary to be on guard, or else it could turn into a big mistake. Just like a famous saying, I firmly believe that in life there is no shortage of perverts, but there is a lack of eyes to discover them. (No~ No! Celebrities wouldn't say that!)

After unlocking the door with my key, I nervously walked into the house, looking at the floor that didn't seem to have any imagined water stains.

"I'm home!"

"..."

There was no response from inside the house, did Juxi go back to his room after waking up?

Or perhaps...I pressed my lips together and went outside the bathroom, through the glass wall I could see Juxi inside, still not fully awake.

"Well, then it's a good opportunity for me to see my swimsuit, right?"

I lowered my head and looked around for the white one-piece swimsuit I had just left behind, at the same time, Juxi, who was still half asleep over there, slowly opened his closed eyes.

"Eh, what happened to me?"

Juxi stood up from the pool, his face flushed red.

"....taking a bath, this is...why am I in the bathroom?!"

Finally, we had a chance to talk. Let's discuss what happened later.

Indeed, we should focus on the present!

The bright morning passed, and the two girls and I sat on the school rooftop eating our prepared lunches.

"Wow, did the student council president make this? I didn't know the president had such skills!"

One of the girls, with short blue crystal hair, leaned in and praised my lunch box.

She is in the same year as me, a second-year high school student named Chiyori.

It is said that her dad is the leader of the special police force and has a powerful position in Shingan, so whenever we interact with her, we can feel a strong pressure!

"It smells so good, President-sama, can I have a piece of chicken?"

"Um, sure...here you go."

I used my chopsticks to give her a piece.

"Sly Chiyori, I want to eat too, big sis!"

The silver-haired girl next to her seemed unable to contain her jealousy and acted like a little dog begging me for food.

Although the expression on the girl's face was very monotone, her stare with her big, expressive eyes was impossible to resist.

Oh, right, her name is Arima Shinobu, but just call her Shinobi.

Yoma is an old and prestigious family. As the next leader of the family, Nen carries a significant amount of pressure that cannot be underestimated.

With that said, I finished my statement.

"Yes, Nen also has her responsibilities as a leader!" I picked up a piece of chicken with my chopsticks and handed it to Nen. Only then did she settle down and look satisfied.

Watching her eat the chicken with a face full of happiness, I finally felt relieved. After all, both of them are individuals whom I, a commoner, cannot afford to provoke.

However, peaceful days always come and go quickly. Nen immediately went into a state of alert.

"Warning, there are fish or worms approaching the boss!" Nen's sharp tongue didn't hold back; she was clearly talking to someone behind me.

Almost forgot, I am the student council president of Shinran Private Academy, and by my side is Chiyori, the vice president of the student council. Nen, on the other hand, is the secretary in charge of general affairs.

We are the highest governing group in Shinran Academy, and no one can escape our authority.

Except for one person...

"All of you quiet down! From now on, every one of you is suspected of disturbing the order..."

Dragging a golden ponytail, she looked like the devil of this place, bringing bad news to the lovey-dovey couples on the rooftop.

"This includes the members of the student council over there. You all need to undergo inspection!"

Sigh, here comes the disciplinary committee chairman, Shinran Yu Nai. Why does this person always find trouble with our student council?

Maybe some people might find it strange. Why does the disciplinary committee chairman's surname match our school's name? That's because her father, Shinran Kyu Gi, is the chairman of the board of directors of our school. In short, she is the daughter of a nouveau riche.

Ha, it seems that I, as the president, am nothing more than a puppet. I come from an ordinary commoner family, although my father is a relatively famous artist now. But compared to these nouveau riches, the minister of the national police department, and the old prestigious families, I am as insignificant as a feather!

Just like today, every time a situation like this arises, it triggers a fierce battle among the three factions. It's like a tragic epic battle between three social classes!

If we talk about how I became the president... that's a long story.

Overview: The first few days of enrollment were rather fantastic.

First of all, I inexplicably encountered these two fellows. In the entrance exams, Nen and I tied for first and second place in the whole grade. As a result, Nen wholeheartedly fell in love with me. Yes, she fell in love with me!

"President... No, I mean, big sister, from now on, I am willingly to be your little sister!"

Just because I surpassed her by one rank, she became a loyal follower. How extreme are the principles of this family?!

As for Chiyori... I'm not quite sure how I became the student council president myself, but that's what led me to meet her, who also worked in the student council office.

It's a very strange combination, right?

"Ah, come on, can't we all get along peacefully? Let's not resort to violence and arguing to solve our problems, okay?"

I tried to soothe them with an extremely gentle tone, after all, we are the leaders of the students.

If even our own image is shattered, then who in the school will listen to the plans made by the student council?

"Hmph, since the big sister said so, I'll let you off the hook this time!"

"Hey, this old-fashioned guy actually said he'll let me go. People like you from the countryside should just be called country bumpkins. What's the point of calling yourself a prestigious ancient family? It's just putting gold on your face!"

Everyone was arguing, back and forth, and I could only watch as they continued to ignite, but I had no way to intervene in this battle for supremacy.

"Forget it, this is how youth should be, stiff and rigid isn't our style!"

And so, a group of teenagers with 'chuunibyou' syndrome would make up for their youth in this passionate spring!