>>4460063Okay I'll continue anyways.
So junior year is Japanese 3, with almost all the same people. Our class is fucking HUGE because it's the only one all year, so everyone who forecasted for Japanese 3 got put in it.
For a lot of us, Japanese was the only time we got to see each other, so we were all chatting, hugging, being excited, and then the Kid shows up.
He, I shit you not, flung open the fucking classroom door and stepped in with his fists on his hips like a fucking superhero or something, expecting us to applaud him or I don't even know.
Of course everyone in the room just goes "oh fuck" and continue ignoring him.
I don't remember exactly when this next exchange happened, but during the year I wore lolita pretty frequently. I also had super long black hair that I could style pretty well, and I could do my makeup decently. So anyways, one day before class, he comes up to me and goes
"YOU KNOW, ICHIGO-CHAN, YOU REMIND ME OF A LOLITA DOLL"
He wasn't yelling, but he just had a voice that translates into all caps, you know what I mean? He said this and I kind of went "oh haha thank you" and got the fuck away, but two things set off warning lights in my head:
1. lolita doll. How does he know what lolita is? Is it lolita fashion? Or the other lolita? And why doll? Does he have a lolita fetish oh dear god please don't let him have a lolita fetish.
2. Ichigo-chan. He was one of those kids who ALWAYS called people by their Japanese names (which is fair; some of us only knew each other by our Japanese names lol), but he stuck "-chan" onto mine instead of "-san" like we were supposed to use. So he either viewed me as some sort of child (I was 16-17 at the time; his age) or as a close friend, neither of which was okay with me.
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