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36.

Tiffany repeatedly glanced at the wall clock fretfully. It's like this, he lamented. But his beloved lecturer has not yet ended his material. His stomach was already struggling from hunger. Understandably, due to worry about Andrew's message, he did not taste like eating this morning and only drank a glass of milk as breakfast.

"Okay, maybe get here first. Anybody want to ask?"

"Haw..."

Tiffany closed her mouth in shock as the sound of relieved breathing that she exhaled was much louder than she had expected. A second later he understood that it was not only the sound of his breath, but the whole class.

Tiffany put on a smile as she began to close one book after another as her friend had done. In his head, it was already dancing the food of the canteen that made him forget his entire mind. It is true people say, 'that which is in the head of a hungry person is only his stomach'.

"Yeah! You are! Please ask!"

In the blink of an eye the entire class was pointing towards him with a murderous gaze that made his hair stand on end.

"Mom, not me!" Sergey Tiffany covered his face with one of his books.

"Can you explain again the last point sir?"

"Eh?"

The sound came from behind him. Slowly he turned his head and saw the girl sitting right behind him looking straight at the lecturer who was back babbling with confidence. He does not look disturbed at all by the deathglare that all his friends throw at him.

"Great," muttered Tiffany softly. He didn't know the girl very well. One thing he knew was that the girl was sitting behind him and was always alone. Now Tiffany realized that she had never really noticed the girl before.

"Buck, that's a girl."

"Yes, I swear I'm really hungry."

"Tau, it's usually just a charm."

"On campus sok diligently. Though outside of his work the night's swagger with the gang's children."

"Sst, watch him hear. Die later you get beat up by the guy."

Tiffany frowned at the sight of her friend's prickly shoes. Glanced at once again the girl and just found

flat expression on his face. Tiffany is sure

the girl also heard everything as well as herself. But his power to restrain his emotions amazed Tiffany.

'Who is it, his name?' thought Tiffany. During this time he only hung out with Vino and Andrew. Not to mention the class is crowded. Of course, he does not remember the name of people who do not participate in campus-specific activities or do not often publish themselves.

"You got it?"

The lecturer again asked him after explaining the last point he asked for.

"Understand sir. Thank you." Thank you."

"Okay, anyone want to ask again?"

"NLAT!!!"

The entire class simultaneously uttered the same answer out loud even before the lecturer took his breath. Their meaning is clear. Declaration of war on anyone who dares to return to asking questions.

"Well, then our class today gets here."

"THANK YOU, sir! "

A boisterous voice instantly enveloped the room. Clean up the book while chatting ria, ask what will be eaten in the cafeteria, point at each other friends to treat, whistle temptation when someone picked up a girlfriend from the next class, and all sorts of commotion caused by his friend always made Tiffany smile bitterly. Amazed at its existence which is just like a small flea.

Not visible if not searched.

Some of his male friends used to tease him by simply patting his shoulder or taking him to the cafeteria. Sometimes they even bring her home together. But he never felt comfortable with it. Aside from the hateful look of his girlfriend every time he looked at her, it was not the kind of attention he wanted.

They stopped doing all that to him since he was seen close to Andrew and Vino. And when the news that he was dating Vino spread, absolutely no one came to tease him. But still, his female friend still hated him.

Maybe even more than before. I don't know, maybe he is not destined to blend and have many friends.

Tiffany wants to cry when she remembers Andrew. The absence of the man by his side really made him hit beyond the impact on the departure of Vino. But he immediately shook his head to put those thoughts aside.he should not be dissolved in his feelings of sadness.he should immediately have lunch and then leave for the studio to practice. Do not let him be left behind by Vino who continues to jerk forward for his sake.

Tiffany got up after tidying up her book and was ready to carry her backpack as they came to her side. One of them embraced his shoulder familiarly.

"Halo~ Tiffany dear.. How are you doing?"

"e, eh?"

"Forgotten yes, your duty as our errand boy? Hm?"

"Don't forget it, Jaz.. I deliberately didn't obey you anymore.."

Jaz's friend who was embracing his shoulders recited from behind them with a tone of voice made like Tiffany's voice and a clear facial expression.

Besides their friend another one who came to speak with the same tone of voice,

"Rubber.. My beloved girlfriend is on leave.. There's nothing they can use to threaten me right now.."

"Maha."

They chuckled the three of them at Tiffany's demeanour

who is still in the raingkulan arm of Jaz.

Tiffany looked at her surroundings that were starting to quiet down. Some of his classmates clashed with him, but they all chose to pass without doing anything. Choosing not to look for trouble with Jaz and his group.

Tiffany clutched her backpack tightly. Who is he waiting for? The vino? Andrew's? No one will come. He will never be able to move forward if it continues like this.

"Sorry, I have to hurry. I have business" he said with a single breath as he tried to free himself from Jaz's confinement.

"Akh!"

Tiffany screamed in shock and grimaced as Jaz pulled her long hair back so she had to look up at the faces of the three of them who were blushing withholding emotions.

"Try saying it again."

"Say, I have business. I gotta hurry."

Tiffany looked at the eyes of Jaz, Nuke, and Vey before her alternately without any trepidation. He cannot lose and cause himself to be underestimated again.

'Sret's'. 'Bruk!'

"Akh!"

"I've never been this sorry for you before."

Tiffany biting her own lips held back the pain of her scalp. But he forbade himself to let out his pain.

"me too. I wasn't interested in him at first." This time it was Nuke who voiced out with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"Our target was Cupu Glasses, right? To make Andrew? Hey, where is he now!?"

Vey shouted in front of Tiffany's face while shaking her waist.

Jaz pulls Vey's shoulder back and then takes his place in front of Tiffany. Grabbing his chin with his index finger and raising his face up.

"really so. We had nothing to do with you at that time. Then aren't you the one who sacrificed yourself to protect your cup boyfriend? Hm? Why are you trying to run away from your job?"

"Look! Now it's just the same with Andrew. To the class, the class is finished."

"vow you swear, really good. What use try Andrew the same child to want to be a bodyguard."

"So where's your guardian angel now, miss?"

"Yes, at least Andrew finally left him. Instead of sending a girlfriend to play by herself. A lot of girls want to play with him. Single girls certainly."

"We are rich."

Vey and Nuke giggle themselves without realizing Jaz is starting to emit a black aura from his body.

"Vey. Nukes."

"Eh, i, yes Jaz!!"

They wavered the cold call that Jaz made.

"Let's look down. Make sure Andrew's car isn't there. Don't let us get in trouble with him."

Vey immediately ran towards the window and pulled out his head after opening it.

"It looks like his usual car doesn't exist. Unless he changes cars."

"I guess not. Because if he really did come, he would've gotten to the front of this class."

"That means our lady was completely abandoned."

"Andrew doesn't exist, Cupu doesn't exist either. But you still have to keep your word, Tif. Because of you we can't play with Cupu."

Tiffany's eyes were hot for holding back her cries. His scalp is very sore. His body also hurt from being pulled down by Jaz earlier. His stomach is also starving. But once again he reminded himself not to look weak in the presence of people like them.

he moved away his chin from Jaz's hand and slowly tried to get up.

"I don't remember ever promising to be your errand boy for so long. Vino does not exist at the moment. I don't have anything to protect,"

tiffany said after successfully standing perfectly. Patted his clap of his dusty backpack before placing it on his back perfectly.

"Sorry, I have to leave immediately. If there's nothing else to talk about, please give me a way."

'PLAC!'

"Yes!"

"Jaz! Hold it!" While Vey screams in shock at the spontaneous action, Nuke grips Jaz's trembling shoulder holding back his mounting anger.

"Don't overdo it. If he tells the school papa, you can get angry again."

Tiffany trembled while touching her flushed right cheek. Her eyes were hot holding back the tears that were pressing out. The look of disbelief in Jaz in front of him .

"What?! You're right to make me sick! Act pretty just for winning the college contest! Just because you're invited by an idol agency doesn't mean you're the greatest girl in the world! Stop buying Andrew and use him! Just hug tight to your little girlfriend!"

"A, what do you mean? Andrew and I are best friends. No more relationships or-"

"Shut up! You hypocrite! I can see clearly from your eyes hidden intent!You snake chick!"

"Tuh. If one is not enough, just look again there that looks like Cupu. Don't come level up! Self-conscious dong!"'

"Well, at most he's Macarin the Cupu to get the attention of Andrew doang. Our intentions are that too. Cupu's easier to handle than Andrew."

"Vey. Nukes."

Jaz's ice-cold voice stopped Vey and Nuke from overheating the atmosphere.

"Yes, Jaz?"

"Ear."

Jaz puts his hand on Nuke

answered calling.

"Eh, there's a. But what's it for?"

"Udah just love. You want to get angry later?" vey whispered as he elbowed Nuke who then immediately pulled out the scissors from his bag, handing it to Jaz's hand.

Tiffany goosebumps looking at Jaz playing the scissors in his hand while grinning. Reflexes he moves his legs back one step back. Her tears escaped falling down her cheeks without realizing it.

"A, what are you gonna do?"

Jaz grinned coldly while gesturing for his two friends to hold onto Tiffany. The two of them nodded and took their respective places beside Tiffany, clutching her arm, restraining her total movement.

"Le, let go of me! What are you guys doing?!"

Jaz approached and grabbed Tiffany's long hair, placing her on her right shoulder gently. A terrible softness

for Tiffany at the moment.

"You ask what we're doing? Isn't clear?"

Tiffany closed her wet eyes resignedly as Jaz lifted her scissors.

"We just want to punish our arrogant friend."

'SRETT'.