Calm Down's! Mr. Psychos!
I'm his guardian

The noisy voice now began to dim, the two girls were both brought to the teacher's office and stood facing one of the teachers who was in charge of disciplining students.

"Do you really not understand the rules?" cercah is a man who already has white hair on his head and also wears glasses.

Anna was silent, but she did not fight alone, but only she was angry.

"Making a fuss in someone else's class to hurt your friend" continued one of the teachers named Bentrad.

"Why am I being blamed? He took pictures of other people! I'm also showing you my painting, sir!" anna defended herself.

DUK!

Ach!

The girl grimaced, the thick and long base of the book immediately landed on her head to make her feel pain immediately.

"What image? Ck! Indeed, the child now only knows to fight," decak Mr. Bentrad with a resentful and lazy tone.

Whereas Cindy who was standing at the side at the girl was just a small smile.

Indeed, who will defend children with social assistance who do not even provide academic achievement in school?

"You know? Your help can be withdrawn at any time, you should think twice if you want to make trouble." continued the other teacher who only blamed one party.

"But it is my picture! My design!" bela Anna once again.

"But I drew it myself! If you say it's your picture, it's probably just the same concept!" cindy defended herself.

He can quibble if it only has the same concept, because the painting of flowers can draw anything from the origin with one theme "Flowers" and that will be the reference.

"But they're all the same! If that could be called the theme!" exclaimed Anna who also replied to the girl in front of her.

DUK!

Ack!

The girl grimaced again, again her head was hit with a thick book while the girl who plagiarized her image design was fine.

"Don't raise your voice in the teacher's office" said Mr. Sentrad stared cynically.

"Indeed, children who do not have parents are very difficult to tell," he continued softly.

Shortly afterwards, a quick step was heard entering the room.

Plaque!

Anna flinched, her body instantly staggered and cheeks that felt hot instantly.

One of the female teachers helped her to get up as she sat on the floor and the other teacher who was just silent at first started to stand up when she heard the commotion.

"Basic children do not know upbringing! You got my daughter hurt?! Why in a school like this can have such an embarrassing student?!" said the woman who has glamorous and flashy clothes.

"I'm sorry? We will handle this, I hope the lady can hold back your emotions." said one of her other teachers who calmed the parents of one of her students so as not to make a fuss worse.

Anna was still silent, if her friend who plagiarized her work could be visited by someone who would defend her then very different from her who had no one.

"What am I doing? More embarrassing to your daughter for plagiarizing someone else's design!" his exclamation instantly woke up and sharply returned the middle-aged woman's gaze.

"Do you have any proof?! You have proof that my son copied the picture or what's yours?!" ask the woman who is Cindy's parent.

"Have! I gave you my picture first! Aren't you, Sir?!' her question was directly staring at Mr. Bentraded.

Mr. Bentrad averted his gaze and stared stiffly.

"I don't remember, but as soon as I draw you differently" she said.

Indeed, the school where he worked is not an elite school but also not an ordinary school, a school that has mixed classes but also many channeled students to famous universities.

And that's all thanks to some parents who made donations, maybe they can say bribes for their children to get special treatment and Cindy's girl is one of them.

So who will be defending?

Of course, students who have parents who provide bribes in the form of donations compared to students who enter because of school promotions in order to get a good image or can be called social assistance scholarship students.

"Look! You heard it, right?!" said Cindy's mother by looking annoyed at the girl when she saw her daughter's face was also hurt.

Anna was speechless, all eyes staring at her sharply. Like pinning it somewhere.

"We'll ask him to apologize to you and your daughter, I hope you can understand this."

A voice heard from one corner of the lips that immediately came because of the quarrel between students who were favorable and unfavorable for the pocket pocket of the school.

"You're the principal?" ask Cindy's mother with a look of annoyance.

"Yes, right. We will take good care of this matter so I hope you can understand these children's fights." said Mrs. Verocil by showing his authority.

"Can't! I want to take this to the legal track! This can already be said to be persecution of my son!" said the woman looked upset and fiery.

Her whole body was also turning blue, her face was also similarly scuffed in addition to an unexpected slap, "You also hit me! You should have reported it!" keep her up not to lose.

"A...what the fuck is this kid?!" said Cindy's mother who gasped because the girl in front of her immediately defended herself and not shut her mouth.

"Anna! Don't make a fuss again!" sela Mrs's. Verocil was staring with sharp eyes at the girl.

Anna was silent for a moment, her clenched hands held back the sense of injustice she was getting at the moment.

"I apologize to your friend and Mrs. Zeya." said the headmaster with a tone of gaze that forced the girl.

"No! Cindy had to apologize first! He's the one plagiarizing!" said Anna lirih.

"Good god this kid! Call her mother tell her to come here!" mrs. Zeya is Cindy's mother.

"May? He has no parents, he's a big boy from the orphanage." Cindy whispered to her.

The middle-aged woman's sharp gaze increasingly became her hearing, she looked on contemptuously and stared in annoyance.

"It's just fine not to have manners! Parents don't have it!" say it with a annoyed and cornered tone.

Once again Anna was silent, was it her fault if she did not have parents? Why is he being blamed.

"Sorry, we will resolve this issue I ask not to bring something like this into the legal pipeline" Mrs said. Verocil who certainly did not want the name of the school he built damaged instantly.

"Can! If this arrogant kid wants to apologize and get down on his knees!" mrs. Zeya sharply and looked down.

Cindy smiled with her smirk, indeed the girl in front of her had nothing wrong with her before her.

But he felt annoyed when he saw there was someone who had better abilities than him.

"Anna? What are you waiting for? You want to involve the whole school just because of your problems?" ask the principal.

The girl was silent, she looked all over her eyes which were staring at her sharply and cornered her like a mouse in a trap.

Silent...

No one spoke anymore but stared hard at the girl.

"But I'm not wrong." he murmured.

If only his schoolmate did not copy his painting maybe he would not feel so upset and angry to cause a fight.

"You should apologize!" Anna shouted as she closed her eyes tightly.

Didn't want to see the sharp eyes that made it difficult for her to catch her breath.

"Basic kur-son"

Greb!

Mrs. Zeya jerked her blocked hands and made her instantly turn her head.

The deg!

His sharp eyes and face made him flinch, the aura that seemed to be angrily staring at him was petrifying for a moment.

"Ma.sorry? You who?" ask Mr. Bentrad who saw the sturdy man had already entered the teacher's room.

"I am the guardian of the child" he said coldly and stared intently at all the people who were there.

Anna flinched, she knew and had heard the voice.

His eyes opened slowly and...

The deg!

"S..Sir.." call his shriek who was surprised to see who came at his.

"But it's not her she said she's ti-"

"Your eyes don't work? I told you I was his guardian" said the man as he approached and looked at Anna's face.

He could not see any expression, though, even the bruises that will be seen by people clearly will not be caught his eyes but of course the red color of the blood that was injured due to blisters or so on he can see clearly.

"How dare you make this dried squid hurt?" he asked as he touched the cheek close to the girl's injured eye.

"Si.sir? A..you didn't forget the name sa..I right?" she asked in a whispering voice when she heard the man still calling her with a dried squid.

There was no answer or reply, the cold-looking, emotionless gaze stared intently at everyone who was in the room.

Lucas lowered his body closer to the girl's ear and whispered, "Should I just kill them all?"

Anna bristled she could feel the man's sigh in her earlobe, and to that question she answered nothing but to hold only the tip of the man's suit in front of her.