2 Meters per Second
To class...

Right on this day, the day to my duos after meeting Ida.

Lesson two has finished, meaning this hour is a break. It was time for me to go to Ida's class, but after a few seconds there was doubt, and I finally kept the confidence to continue down the road.

In this world there is a type of relationship, the type who wants to meet with him immediately. And that's the kind of relationship I have with Ida Permatasari. Since we are both one school but different classes, it's no wonder that I want to go to Ida's class soon. Even so, he was rarely seen in this school environment for the last two years anyway, even we were in the same High School. Maybe someone will say that it is because our social status is far different, but the problem is, maybe we both rarely greet each other when meeting. There was nothing I could say, other than the bond of wanting to meet him was indeed so deep.

“Ah... Is Ida now in her class huh? I'm not sure if he's going to school today, considering that yesterday when I met him, he was raining under a tree. Maybe he has a fever? But, I have to make sure first, did she enter school today?”

I walked down this aisle, grumbling myself in loneliness.

“If, Ida is not in her class, maybe it's time I will go to the library only, rather than in the classroom, while imagining thinking about her who never met.”

After a few more steps towards Ida's class, I looked over her class nameplate, IPA class 2-A. Given that my class distance of IPA 2-E with its class is about 100 meters, that's pretty far down to the class.

I got to Ida's classroom entrance, stopped for a second, breathed in, and then threw out a ditch. I'm ready! Logging in!

However, as far away the eyes looked to look around this class and review the seats one by one while remembering Ida's face.

But, all I found was a group of male and female students huddled together in a corner of this class. It turns out that Ida is not in her class, is she out to eat now? That's how I thought while looking around at the empty seats in this class.

I felt sad again, complaining of breath. Why Ari and Novi are also not in his class anyway, I can just ask them both. Inv ***! Why am I even made to linger here huh? I knew Ida wasn't in this class. I'm like a stalker.

“Bro who's the kid?”

“It doesn't seem like I'm the one he's looking for.. Bentar, I ask first.”.

A male student I didn't know came up to me looking like the one who wanted to instrogate this stalker.

I had to run away, but, the danger was that I suddenly ran away, slowly. Reversing my body, taking the first step to immediately pull it out of here…

“Bro wait! You're looking for a hello?”

“Sorry bro! Hmmm…? I wanna ask you a question? Is Ida in this class?”

“Ida…? Hmmm…? Ohwalah yes, yes, Ida permatasari right?”

This man had thought about the name, the look on his face showed the same face as I asked Novi and Ari.

The form of facial features that show, if he rarely met someone in a very long time, forget because of confusion.

“Iya! Is he in this class?”

“Sorry bro! Since yesterday the day after the day his son did not enter school.”