I see, so they thought of me like that.

I get it.

I was just spinning my wheels.

I was the only one enjoying it.

None of them were truly my friends.

I want to go home...

But I have to go to the classroom.

Because my work still isn't finished.

Wakatsuki-kun... I ran off, saying that I'm going to put something in the reference materials room.

Even though I wanted to ask him...

I guess even Wakatsuki-kun could see "these"...

He's always been able to...

He's always been able to see them...? These? These labels? Even his own...? And he stays composed? How?

If it was me, I wouldn't be able to stand it... Not having anyone believe in you is scary...

How is Wakatsuki-kun so composed?

The Classroom With Labels Last Part

Huh...

No one's here...

You're going to be carrying stuff all afternoon?

Yeah, since I have nothing to do.

Ah

H-Hey, is there some sort of meeting?

...They told us yesterday that there's a pre-event explanation in the gym today at noon.

...I told you, I took yesterday off...

Ah, I'm hungry.

Let's hurry and eat lunch.

I'm hungry... too...

But I don't want to eat like this.

...What is it?

Eh~... Nothing.

Nothing.

Sellota... pe...

Whoa, what? What?

No

No

No

What is this? What is this?

This shouldn't be happening.

These shouldn't be sticking to me.

1 piece, 1 piece...

Like before, the ones directed at me...

Assessments!

Ahh

The result of working and doing anything for the sake of the class in the heat is this.

That's all this is.

Is that kind of thinking wrong from the very start?

Maybe I was unconsciously seeking to be reliable and popular as a kind of reward.

And maybe I got caught up because making fuss about me became a normal thing to me.

1 scrap of paper is heavy like lead, cuts like a knife, and flutters around an idiot like myself.

Ah...

S...Sorry, I bumped into you again...

Kashiwagi-san? A...Are you ok?

You're so calm...

Eh...

Wakatsuki-kun, you know what's written on your back, right?

You're so calm.

Lots of things are written, like how you're introverted and such.

But you still drew the sign for class.

You kept on working without stop.

Don't you think, just a little, of how stupid you seem!?

Don't you think 'ah man, that's it'!?

How it wouldn't matter if you weren't here?

...Kashiwagi-san, do you think that?

W-What!? Is that a problem!?

Ah, thank goodness. I thought that... Just as the labels said, you were a perfect human...

That you're so good of a person as painted on picture...

So I'm relieved...

The label that was stuck to me...

The paper that pretended to be the assessment of those around me.

What are you talking about? That was definitely the assessment of those around you. It's true...

It's really an assessment caused by your own actions, how everyone around you sees you.

That might be true, but...

It was the most stubborn label...

It was a paper that was attached to me by someone...

Umm...

So, Kashiwagi-san, I don't, umm, want you to be so depressed...

Even if that piece of paper gathered thousands more....

That's impossible for you... right... You're you.

...Is what I think!

Ah, I-I'm sorry for b-being so haughty...!

Ah, Eh, if you want to say something, then say...

Ummm...

Ah!

Eh!!

What...? What...!?

Did I say something weird...?

I'm sorry... I'm sorry...!?

W-Wah... What should I do...

Umm...

Wait, I'm sorry.

Give, give me your hand...

Ah

By this I wanted to thank you...

For putting that on my back before...

It's like.. My thanks...

It's not a very big picture.

I don't say Ahaha.

Eh?

You do. I hear you sometimes.

I don...

Actually, do you think I want this drawing?

It doesn't look like me. I'm not this cute...

But you praised my drawing.

You said I was really good...

What was it?

A skilled peon...

Haha

Yeah.

That's weird.

Umm... You have some tape stuck to your back.

No way! How embarassing!!

For wood... Is this ok?

...We asked Wakatsuki to do it, but...

I asked him to do a different task.

Eh... Actually, that isn't enough.

What should we do? Should we ask some other guy?

If you have nothing to do, then all of us should go.

Us?

Why!?

You want to go home soon, right?

If everyone helps, then it will be done faster!

Wh... Eh... Should we go?

Eh...

Oh.

Look, the girls are carrying it.

...Umm, I'm sorry for irresponsibly sticking my nose into stuff.

I caused everyone a lot of trouble.

I'm really sorry...

Huh? I don't know what you're talking about.

Do you mean how you've been doing all the annoying things by yourself?

You should, you know, ask others more often.

Ah...

And our class will also secure the empty classrooms too.

I see.

Yeah, so, umm...

Of course, the work should be divided into groups.

So then even if someone is resting, it will be ok.

That's how I feel.

What do you think, Kashiwagi?

I think that's fine! Wakatsuki-kun has been drawing signs and such by himself.

The labels on my back still haven't disappeared.

Among those, there are still some words that make me want to close my eyes.

Wakatsuki-kun tells me not to worry about it too much,

But my personality makes me get manipulated by those pieces of paper.

Wakatsuki, you're really good at portraits!

Hey, you boys, get to work. You aren't done yet!

Like before, Wakatsuki-kun's back still isn't bothered by it.

When I glance over there for a moment, that small piece of paper is still hanging there.

Like it'll go flying away at any moment.

I attached the paper he gave me, but since it's embarrassing, I folded it up and ended up treasuring it.

Well, other people can't see it.

He said that we don't have to become the type of people that the labels say we are.

That they're the assessments of people who don't really know who I am.

That they're just things that everyone freely attach to people to be satisfied.

They're really light papers.

Even if I have 1 of them on me,

It won't change anything.

But if becomes a pile, it will mercilessly press on my back.

And it could even envelop my whole body, and suffocate me.

Kashiwagi-san... You have a lot on your back again today...

Maybe this weight isn't always a good thing.

Mmm?

But I won't be surrounded by only bad things.

In the end, I can only see the outside, if they're happy, or if they're crying.

I guess!

In this classroom covered in labels.

The Classroom With Labels The End

No more ink, right?