At secondary school, my seat was by the window.
Having class, I often imagined that terrorists would come attack the school,
So I was often cautiously giving a glance at the outside.
One day, while taking a class, something suddenly came up in my mind
So I shouted “Everyone, get down!”
And jumped up on my desk, but I twisted my ankle, lost balance and fell from the open window to the flower beds outside.
Since my classroom was level 1, I didn’t get hurt that much
But my parents were called to school and teachers told me off so much.
I also got a nickname “Suicide-kun” the following day.
Yeah, shit happens.
