(Continuation from yesterday)

So what happened in the eighth grade -- I became the president of the student council of my middle school.

I know that the "student council president" is not the character that the public envisions them to be.

First of all, anyone trying to do something like this is "flattered by a good teacher", "pushed", and "simple enough to get into the mood".

And I know that the student is a good fit for the teachers -- a student who is quick to judge, obedient to the teacher, and easy to control.

In other words, it was "me.

Even if there were, I can see now that by obtaining the status of "Student Council President," I protected myself from giving up at the last minute to continue being myself.

Anyway, this (the title of student council president) became the equivalent exchange for the so-called "piano" weapon.

Thus, I was finally able to discard the piano, which I hated.

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After entering university, I was freed from the concept of "class," and finally felt that I could breathe easily.

- I didn't need symbols like "buddies" and "friends.

- I could make decisions about relationships based solely on how much I like or dislike a person.

- I didn't have to be controlled by others / control others

- I could "decide" how to live your life with "self-responsibility"

It was during these days that I realized that the hard times were finally over.

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Lately, there have been a lot of comics and anime about "going back to the past".

However, in my case, I would not wish to "return to my past.

Especially from elementary school to junior high school, it is joking.