Bab 89: Confessing the Truth?

"Wh-Wha-" she couldn't say it out loud. Or she was trying to make up her mind whether to say it or not. 

I was going to take a seat in front of her when she motioned for me to take a seat beside her. Perhaps she wishes to talk about something that was not supposed to be heard by someone else. If I had sat in front of her, our distance would have been fairly great. Someone walking close to us could overhear our conversation.

Looking at her, it was clear that whatever she was attempting to convey was difficult for her. But what exactly may it be? When was the last time I spoke with her, if my memory serves, right?  Wasn't it the case that we were both required to perform some job for the teachers? That was the only time we ever chatted for more than a minute.

"Do you need more time? I can go, and whenever you're ready to tell me, you can probably find me in the classroom..." I tried to stand up, but she grabbed my arm and exclaimed.