Miss Understanding

The library after school is always filled with a faint hormonal atmosphere. High school girls wearing sailor uniforms always make people think. Some of them were studying seriously, some were whispering, and some were secretly looking at the boys around them. And I am a boy who likes to observe these girls. I like to see their green faces, I like to see their slender figures, and I like to see their cute little moves. I often imagine how happy it would be if I could fall in love with one of these girls.