I Was a Good Person, and Then a Lot of Things Betrayed Me - Chapter 1

There are many people in this world who are good person.

Yet, they are just good person.

Because they can talk to everyone, it is hard for them to have a specific best friend or lover, isn’t it?

He is a good person.

That person, he’s a nice dude, but not what you would consider a boyfriend.

And so on.

I am one of those good person.

I never show my true self.

Because I am afraid to show my true self.

Will they hate me?

Will they despise me?

I think about those things.

Even though I haven’t actually acted on these thoughts.

But I don’t want to be hated.

That is why I was going to take the initiative to do what everyone else didn’t want to do and smile no matter what was said.

That’s what I thought.

“I thought it would be fun, so I lied it to you.”

Miyo Shiraki said with a laugh.

Behind her, some of her friends were smirking.

Yes, I was confessed a week ago.

“You’re kind, I like you.”

I was honestly very happy to hear that.

I had never had a confession before.

As I mentioned earlier, I was a good person.

I thought there was someone out there who liked me, so I went out with her right away.

“Well, it was a joke, so don’t look at me like that.”

A joke?

Why do I have to go through all this?

Is it because I’m a good person?

Can they do whatever they want to a good person?

“Hey, say something.”

“Aah, shut up will you”

“Eh?”

Shiraki looks confused in front of me.

I’m puzzled too.

I didn’t know I had such a low voice.

I quietly put my hand in my pocket and operate my phone.

“Did you do the lying thing just because it’s funny?”

“T-that’s right. What’s wrong about it?”

“Are you serious?”

The tone of my voice is like nothing I’ve ever used before.

However, it is not difficult to speak naturally.

In fact, it was so comfortable that I felt this was my natural tone of voice.

“What you are doing is trampling on people’s feelings.”

“It doesn’t matter, as long as we have fun.”

“I see, It’s nice to know that the popular Shiraki is a piece of crap.”

I left the place after saying that.

Shiraki and the others were staring at my back, but I paid them no mind as I walked away.

The next day, there was a commotion in the classroom.

Of course it was.

I had broadcast yesterday’s exchange.

“Shiraki-san, she’s terrible, right?”

“Seriously, she’s a scumbag.”

Shiraki and the others looked uncomfortable.

I felt as if the fog in my mind cleared up when I saw that.