"Are you doing anything on Saturday?"
It was a very simple sentence and yet it had the effect that I was completely thrown off course and I had looked at my teacher completely speechless. We were both alone in the classroom, the others went home immediately after class. I was the only one who stayed here as I had to clean up the classroom. And then he asked me ...

First of all, I should tell you about myself first. My name is Konoko Chigusa and I am going to high school. In other words, only girls go to this school. An all-girls school! I'm not very good at sports and I don't do much else. I like nature best, which is why I draw a lot. I especially like to draw people. Otherwise, I don't have a lot of hobbies as I'm more interested in manga and anime.
My classmates look at me crookedly because of that, because of my hobby. In addition, I'm damned quiet and quickly blush in uncomfortable situations. The latter is the reason I don't have a boyfriend yet, as I never speak to a boy. Besides, no boy wants anything to do with me. My classmates also marginalize me quite a bit and pick on me every now and then. But until now no teacher has noticed. They pay more attention to my grades. Because I'm not very talented at school either.
My parents don't know about most of my problems. They are only at work day in and day out, which is why I only see them on weekends. And every time the two of them are at home, I always act in a very friendly manner so that they don't worry. They don't notice that I'm really bad ...
Back to the subject, for some time now we have had a new class teacher: Shiro Takahata! A young man who was supposed to teach us history on the side. He himself always wore elegant clothes and was otherwise very neat.Many of the students immediately fell in love with him because of his looks and his personality. And if I should be honest ... me too!
However, I never really spoke to him. While other girls ran after him during recess and after school and secretly wrote him letters, I just sat in my old place and watched him from a distance. He probably didn't have it that way with girls either. Because until now he had always refused every invitation and every declaration of love, which is why I hadn't raised my hopes. But then it happened shortly after class ...

"Are you doing anything on Saturday?"
"Eh ?! Uh ... No ..."
I looked at him irritated, while I blushed slightly again.
"I still have two movie tickets left ... I'll invite you if you want!"
Silence. I looked at him speechless as the heat rose inside me.
"Uh, s-for me ..."
"Good! Then I'll meet you at 1 in front of the train station!"
That was the end of our two-minute conversation. And I was standing there in the hallway, completely confused, and let everything go through my head. I had a date ... with Sensei!

And so it happened ... And now I was on the way to the train station, still not quite able to believe that I actually had an appointment with him. And to be honest: I was really happy! After such a long time...

Unfortunately, I didn't know at the time that this wonderful dream would turn very quickly ... into a terrible nightmare!