【My Junior High School Days (Starting from My Na?ve Years)】(1)

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(I) Memories about Breasts

I first became aware of the differences between boys and girls when I was in elementary school. I remember

once playing with some friends from the compound, and then we went to one of the girls' houses.

Someone suggested we play a game of swapping clothes and guessing who it was. The idea was that two kids would

swap clothes in a room, either exchanging or wearing someone else's clothes. When they came out, they would cover

their heads with a pillowcase to hide their faces, and the other kids would guess.

I don't know who invented this game; now that I think about it, it must have been very easy to guess.

After playing for a while, it was my turn to swap clothes with a girl about my age. I saw her

immediately take off her top, revealing her white breasts. Although her breasts weren't fully developed, they were slightly

protruding, a little different from usual, and completely different from those of boys like us. I

only knew that adults used these breasts for breastfeeding, but this was the first time

I had ever seen such tender, pink breasts.

So I cast my curious gaze upon her white breasts, unable to look away. She seemed

to notice my question, looked at me, and said, "My mom says this is called a breast." Hearing her

explanation, I thought to myself: What breast? It would be better to call it a milk station. I wanted to tell her this

, but for some reason, it didn't feel quite right, so I swallowed my words and continued playing

our guessing game.

Thinking back now, that was the first time I saw a girl's breasts. Although I can't remember exactly

what they looked like, the scene and image are deeply imprinted in my mind. I think

I encountered breasts again when I graduated from elementary school. I remember I had already graduated, and I

went to school with a classmate to run some errands. We met a female classmate. This girl wasn't pretty; she had a puffy nose and puffy

eyes, but she was quite cute, and a little chubby.

She showed us something, something like paper or books. We all

looked , and when we looked up, I saw her breasts through her collar. She wasn't

old enough to wear a bra then, so it was very clear.

Looking back now, her breasts didn't seem very white, probably because her skin was darker. And her

nipples weren't pink; they were somewhat dark. Her breasts sagged, and I could clearly see her cleavage. My

gaze lingered there for about five seconds, and when she looked up, I quickly looked away.

My heart was still pounding, like I was doing something wrong. I quickly pulled my classmate away.

But even after I got home, I thought about it for a long time. It was the first time I realized the shock a girl's body

could have . Now, thinking back, how could her nipples be so dark at such a young age? Did I

not see clearly, or was there some other reason? But that's all I remember.

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