Companion To Paris
The wrong accusation

"Shut your mouth, Paris. I have no business with you. So stop bothering me or you know the consequences." Priski threatened, pointing to Paris.

"I'll keep my mouth shut as long as you let her go." Paris still insists on defending the girl who has the face of the pity.

"Nih the fool too. Get rid of him first. Then we clean up this kid." Priski orders two of his friends to attack Paris. They took off the pull on the girl's hair and began to approach Paris.

They don't know who Paris is either. Without any preparation they would attack Paris. With just a short movement, Paris was able to knock out the two girls. Nope. Paris has not paralyzed them. The two girls were about to pull Paris' hair, but Paris could twitch. It made those who would attack him lose his balance and made him fall.

Priski glanced at the sight of two of his friends falling over the paving. "W-what are you doing, huh?!" priski asked in anger. He was surprised until he stammered earlier.

"I didn't do anything. I'm just trying to avoid their attacks." Paris said that casually, making Priski even more furious. He was upset that Paris was not afraid of him either.

Two of Priski's friends grimace in pain from rolling over the paving. Priski. Then he approached and would attack Paris as well. But like his two friends, Paris can avoid and even make Priski's body goosebumps. Finally the girl fell also on the paving. Paris shrugged her shoulders looking at the three girls grimacing.

Paris approached the girl whose hair had fallen apart because of the pull. He was still sitting in fear.

"Stand up" pinta Paris. His outstretched hand would help the girl stand up. But the girl hesitated. "They won't do violence to you. They're still busy in pain." Finally the girl nodded and accepted Paris's helping hand. Finally he stood up.

"Hey, you!" Priski could stand up again. "I'm so mad at you. You ruined my pleasure. We never had any business. Wait later. I don't accept being nosy like this. You'll be my next target!" Priski was angry with his shirt getting dirty. Also some abrasions on his body.

"Yes. I'll wait." The three of them walked away from Paris in annoyance. Sandra who had run and called Banu the class leader was now surprised to see Priski and his friends coming to him.

"Surge!" priski shouted fiercely.

"Okay, bad." Sandra panic. He and Banu also moved aside. "It looks like the bullying is over, Banu."

"So Priski, who was Paris' opponent?" ask the tall guy with his glasses. Sandra nodded. "If the matter is the same with him, it's better to be prepared for a follow-up hearing."

"meaning?" sandra asked confusedly.

"Tell Paris to be careful." Banu left them. Sandra was confused herself. He ran to Paris, still talking to the victims of the attack.

"Why deal with them if they know they're dangerous?" asked Paris while looking towards Sandra who was near.

"I never wanted to deal with him. I just accidentally took a selfie in a quiet hallway, suddenly those who showed up with cigarettes in their hands.

"Selfie in a deserted passageway? Strange ..." said Paris spontaneously. Sandra nodded at hearing that. "Eh, sorry ..." Paris shook her hand to erase the sentence.

"It's okay. I was weird. I don't have high self-confidence. But I also like taking pictures. So I often take pictures in quiet places because I feel brave."

"Yes already. We better get going. Looks like the bell came in. Your name?" ask Paris.

"Bella's."

Paris stood with a confused face. Suddenly he was called a bp teacher when he just entered the class. He who does not feel that he is making a mess, does not think.

It must be the girl they were carrying, complaining to BP's teacher. Paris was calm.

"Sit ... " The three of them sat in line in front of BP's teacher.

Why are they told to sit while I stand? ask Paris in your heart. I feel strange about this unfair treatment.

Brak! Teacher bp stamped a long stick made of bamboo onto the table. Paris was shocked too. Moreover, the three of them were sitting right in front of BP's teacher.

"What are you doing Paris?!" angry snapped. Paris who thought he was not the one who made the mistake was shocked. She's speechless. Confused to hear the question from his teacher. "Paris aircrew!"

"I ... didn't do anything" Paris replied at last. Although he answered slowly, he began to be able to overcome his confusion. Curiosity why he was the one being interrogated, try to ignore it first. Now he has to answer every question of BP teachers appropriately.

"How can you answer not to do anything. Look at your three friends." This time the teacher pointed to the three girls. Paris watched. Following the instruction of the bp teacher. Three of them. Priski and his friends. After looking at the three of them for a while, Paris turned to the teacher in front of her again. Squint. Frowning. Wonder.

"What's wrong with them, sir?" ask Paris unconsciously. Because according to Paris, the three of them are not why. There are indeed blisters on the forehead, elbows and heels. But it was also just a deep scratch. Maybe it was because they had fallen over the paving when they were about to attack him.

So the purpose of this BP teacher question is very strange.

"Can you ask me what's wrong? You're the one who attacked them?" Directly eyeballs Paris boughtak heard the accusation. His head immediately turned to Priski and his friend, then looked forward again to the BP teacher.

"attacked? Attack how, sir?"

"Priski said you were bullying him and his two friends."

"What's? I didn't do anything, sir. It was precisely the three of them who were doing a bad thing." Paris certainly does not accept it. He loudly told the truth. "He was bullying a student named Bella. Then I disbanded these three." Teacher Bp turned to Priski.

"So .. You said I was lying? Me?" Priski put on a groggy face. Then a small nod sounded while wiping his nose which seemed to suddenly water. Paris saw all the expressions on the girl's make-up. Until BP teachers feel pity.

What the fuck, he ...

"Look. Priski can't possibly bully you who looks like you're stronger than him." Paris turned to the BP teacher with narrowed eyes...

More powerful? Ngaco? Although yes, but this person is completely unreasonable.

This girl is experienced about playing with the innocent feelings of the teachers. But it doesn't seem so innocent. They're all stupid. Thick-witted. How can a fake cry be considered real? Paris grumbled in his heart.

My opponent is no ordinary person. Looks like I'm gonna lose. I don't give a shit. That girl is a bad guy. I will not yield to the bad guys.

"Has the vice principal come?" ask BP teachers to sports teachers.

"Yet. He's still in the education department with the principal."