The Princess Sitting Next to Me is a Sweet Girlfriend Only in Front of Me
Fia is, at her core, someone who naturally keeps a close sense of distance with others.
Right now, it would draw too much attention if we were to sit too close together, so we’re keeping one seat between us.
Even so, somehow… she still feels close.
Her presence just feels near.
“……? What’s wrong, Heim-kun?”
“No, it’s nothing. Sorry.”
The reason is… well, that.
Whenever I glance in her direction, our eyes always meet.
It’s not like she’s constantly looking at me, but it’s as though she’s always aware of me.
So naturally, my gaze gets drawn to her.
No, more than that—Fia rarely looks away.
When she talks to people, she mostly looks directly at them, almost like she’s peering into their soul.
Ever since the “wall” came down, I realized this is… how should I put it… dangerously potent.
“Still, Fia looks really happy right now.”
“Hmm? I am having fun! But I don’t think I’m acting any different from usual.”
“Yeah, I figured as much.”
From my perspective, she’s totally different, but she doesn’t seem to realize it herself.
Of course, anyone would misunderstand.
Fia never averts her gaze from others, and she always seems so cheerful.
Now that the “wall” has been removed for me, I can see that this is just her true nature.
But when that wall was still up, it was impossible to read her real feelings.
Fia always seemed cheerful.
But because her true intentions were hard to grasp, I couldn’t fully understand why she felt happy.
Even though all she’s thinking is “I’m happy because I’m happy,” some might misinterpret it as “I’m happy because I’m with you.”
What a bewitching woman.
All the guys in class must think Fia has a thing for them.
I used to think the same way—I believed Fia was deliberately making me misunderstand her.
But now that I think about it…
Until now, I thought Fia just had a personality that made men misunderstand her easily.
That wasn’t wrong, and that’s exactly why I disciplined myself not to fall into the trap of misunderstanding her intentions.
But… what if…
――Could Fia simply be having so much fun with me that there’s no room for misunderstanding in the first place?
Suddenly, that thought pops into my head.
Because otherwise, there are too many things that don’t add up.
What happened in the reference room, our conversations during lunch, and most importantly, the fact that we’ve started attending lectures together.
Once the barrier of hesitation was removed, and she began acting more honestly, these changes occurred.
So, to sum it up…
Could it be that Fia genuinely likes—
“…? Hehe.”
“Huh!”
Our eyes met again.
She smiled, looking incredibly happy.
Is this her usual demeanor, or is it something she only shows to me?
Which one is it—!??
