Hand Leaf
Be trapped

...I was a schoolboy...

...Two SMA~...

...Being intensively truant and looking for identity...

...School boy...

...Re-meeting~...

...With parents in the room...

...🍀...

Geri rushed to sit on the dining bench and placed her watch especially on the table. He looked at the smiling Dessy and patted her on the shoulder.

"My hands are broken, Ma," he said. He grabbed a glass and poured some water into it before refocusing his eyes on Dessy.

Dessy was silent for a moment. "Jeez, then how will you get going?" tanyanya worry. He was worried about Geri's troubled watch, unable to imagine his son having trouble learning without it.

Geri shook her shoulders for a moment, then started to take the rice and side dishes. "While Sulli may be accompanied, I can't depend on her for too long. He sucks!"

Geri glared at Jeffry, brushed off his sister's hand that as good as heart took the chicken thighs. Though he had been eyeing the part since, but finally Geri relented and smiled wryly to see Jeffry grinned.

"Oh, so? Mama's gonna try to get it fixed." Dessy smiled looking at Geri who had started devouring breakfast. His eyebrows suddenly shot up, Dessy remembered something. He touched Geri's shoulder to call attention. "Will Sulli accompany you to leave and go home for a while?"

Geri nods. "We often go home together, no problem."

...🍀...

"Well, if it's like this, how?" For the umpteenth time, Sully tried to give Geri a drawing idea. Several times before, he gave an idea even though it ended up rejected Geri.

The rejection is not subtle, anyway. The sketches of Sulli's brain were thrown away. But, strangely enough, the tomboy girl was not deterred. He still gave a simple idea that flashed through his mind when Geri complained of not having an idea.

Sulli gave a wide smile to a scribble on a piece of paper that she had torn from a notebook, then forced Geri to accept it. The shoulder-haired girl then shook her hair slowly, acted flirtatious and turned to look out the window with an indistinct smile.

Geri moans in horror at the idea of Sully's sketch. It feels like the soul of art in Geri yells unacceptable, as if it has been insulted. Throughout his life of pursuing art, Geri just this time felt art is not a freedom of expression. Yes, maybe Geri will be amazed if the one who gives the sketch is an art maestro. But this is Sulli!

What kind of picture is this?

The boy stared fixedly at half-nurse on the paper Sulli gave him. Looking at the scrawl of twin mountains that Geri guessed at Mount Sindoro, then the two slashes that form a corner in the middle of the mountain - either a river or a road, the house - is more correctly called a hut, the letter V is so scattered. Everything seemed to be drawn from the top corner with the addition of a cliff that was too steep, and sprinkled dots in the sky as if it were stars scattered.

Yes, scattered until it makes Geri withstand the shock so unusual to imagine the painting.

"Sulli."

"Yes? Do you like her? Oh, of course! You must like it!" Sulli laughed, indifferent to some of the bus passengers who were annoyed with her attitude. "Pay fifty thousand, Geri. You have to pay for my services."

"You're really a high school boy?"

The grin that had originally decorated Sulli's face turned grim, feeling puzzled. He nodded innocently at Geri who was looking at him.

"Jeez, a first-grade Elementary kid can draw better than you," Geri finally said. He returned the torn paper, scowled and chose to turn his eyes forward - anything, the important thing is not the disheveled face of Sulli. "No want! You're the one who drew!"

Sulli gaped, she belied not to accept with the reproach Geri gave. The paper in his grasp turned into a ball as he crumpled, then he violently smashed it on Geri's head. "Eat tuh, idea! It sucks! It's been helped, spit on!"

"Who spit? I'm just saying; the image of a basic first-grade kid is even better than you!"

"You're really, yeah! Who asked me the idea, huh?!"

"I'm not forcing you, yeah! You're the one who's too initiative!"

"Hey, you guys, please shut up!" After holding back his annoyance, the bus conductor reprimanded and looked at the two when the red light came. "If you can't stay still, just go down!"

Both can indeed be silent afterwards, there is no talk or debate of the coachman who pollutes the hearing. However, this attitude continued until Geri finally could only grunt amused because Sulli directly exited the bus as soon as she reached the school environment.

He could only silently stare at his cousin who had already rushed away leaving Geri.

"Ah, whatever," he murmured.

...🍀...

"Just my feeling, or lately so many empty hours?" Andrew, who was tired of no work, finally turned around and invited Geri to talk after interrupting his drawing session by touching the top end of the pencil. It rests its chin on the folded hand and rests on the bench.

Geri shrugged, no matter. He chose to re-scratch the pencil subtly on his new sketch. Chalking the line he was trying into a picture of a vines.

Because Sulli refused to give an idea, Geri had to accept a little of the idea to become some important parts in the next painting. Gosh, Geri doesn't want to, but Sulli would be a pain if her attitude didn't change. He still needs Sulli's help to take him off and home from school during a particularly troubled watch.

Just two minutes Geri was calm and peaceful, he suddenly growled softly because his pencil was deliberately nudged. The teenager glared at the perpetrator, while Andrew was just a whimper.

"You're! Your friend is talking, why ignore, huh?" Already his classmate was too ambitious to pursue lessons, there was nothing to talk to, and now he was ignored by sketching. Jesus, Andrew didn't think of spending his grey time with always being a good boy! He needs something that tests his adrenaline, can even make him opiate, but until now Andrew has always failed to do so. Blame it for not caring about your friends! Failed already he decorated the gray time!

Andrew ended up grumbling indistinctly.

Geri blinked, as if they were repeating the events of last day. He remembered coming home from school early, and the last few weeks something similar happened. "Maybe there'll be an event."

"Whatever!" Geri scowled, feeling sorry for replying. Maybe it was better that he was silent and indifferent if he knew that he would be treated like this. His hands were again busy scraping pencils, ignoring Andrew who was laughing softly.

"Oh, comeon!" The teenager again shook Geri's arm slowly, this time accidentally provoked Geri's growl that again scratched the wrong sketch. "Sorry, sorry!"

"But I'm serious, we stay in class! If I'm honest, I'm bored!" Andrew stared around, looking at the many students who chose to calm down with reading books. He shuddered in horror, looking back at Geri.

The teenager before him was silent, staring flatly at Andrew with a lazy snort. Suddenly recalling the first time he said hello, Andrew was ignored as he reached out to do the tos. Making an amused laugh burst out in class and ended up with Andrew's gawking look turning into anxiety.

Anxious wants to scratch.

Oh? His mind seemed to be aware of one thing. Geri is still a new student because she moved one week ago. Instantly a grin rose on Andrew's face, presenting Geri's forehead frown that did not understand the direction of his mind.

"Come, let's go out! I want to introduce the other side of the school!" Without a warning or permission, Andrew grabbed Geri's arm and pulled her out of the classroom. Not indifferent to the strange views of the grade children who felt shocked by the sudden movement.

While the drawn Geri could only resign with a long sigh. Hope this new friend doesn't do anything strange by inviting him to skip the empty hour.

However, Andrew seems to really show the other side of the school. He led Geri to various exculpatory rooms left by members. The room became abandoned and deserted because there was no more activity.

"Some excreta is closed because there are no fans, including sign language." Andrew's index finger was pointing at the board of exculus mounted obliquely above the door. "It's a shame, because of the lack of experience mentors. Though to think about it, there are also children here who use sign language to communicate."

Geri kept trying to read Andrew's lips and observe the environment at once. Some of the new information he captured was completely out of the blue. "Can't anyone be a mentor?"

"Actually there is, only his son is shy. I was following you too." Andrew pursed his lips, glaring at the memory while the excrement was still functioning. "That time the third-grade senior pointed at him, uh, right forward he was nervous not obviously kept fainting. Until my ex is closed, there's no mentor."

Geri mangosteen, understand the shadow. He may feel that the exkul is indeed closed for a reasonable reason. No mentor, how can you walk? "Are there no attempts to take a mentor from the outside?"

"Well, that doesn't know. There were rumors to be found, but there was no clarity."

Andrew stepped into the room next to the ex-excul. He looked around and began to grow weeds. "It was a crowded area here, many students who participated in this exkul."

Geri ignored. He prefers to turn his head towards the window of exkul, looking at the room that has been messy. The mind is regrettable, this room should be used by others only. Not being exculpated, it could be a class or a mini laboratory.

Ah, maybe if it was given to Geri for free it's okay. It can be used as a painting studio and attract other students to come along!

Andrew frowned, no longer hearing Geri ask or feel her presence. He turned around, then saw the young man was busy himself peering through the window of the sign language.

If he doesn't remember his life, Andrew will run away on his own. Leaving Geri who would probably be unlucky once after this. But, being himself kind-hearted, not arrogant, the most universally handsome, and doodled-not-diluted, Andrew immediately pulled the back collar of Geri's uniform. He mendelik as a step to bring the friend to the area more open and bright. Not like the abandoned place that Andrew thought was bleak.

"Heh, why the hell?" jerk Geri, put Andrew's hand away and try to tidy up the uniform. He grumbled, because of the pull of the shirt behind him lifted.

"Heh, no thanks!" reproach Andrew, ruffled waist. "There it is ...."

Not continuing his words, Andrew even panicked himself staring around as if checking the situation. He looked back at Geri who thought her classmate was possessed.

Andrew approached with dramatic-contact Geri retreat, covering one lip with his hands so that no one would see and hear. He seriously informed the important information of the Konoha ninja S-level. "There is a waiter. Afraid that you'll be pulled back."

"SD-era joke, huh?" Geri calls out the sarcasm. He melengos, choosing to leave rather than having to serve Andrew who is crazy. No matter to his classmate who exclaimed stifledly calling his name behind asked to wait.

"Where are we going?" Geri asked a little quickly. He looked to the left and right to see the dark corridor they were passing through. It was seen that Geri had never passed this side of the school.

"To the canteen." Andrew glanced, grinning the horse while answering Geri's question. He reached into his pants pocket to count the two thousand bills he had brought from home, hoping to spend soup or soto.

"Cantin? Not back to class?"

"You are," lamented Andrew, clucking bitterly as Geri seemed to disagree with their goal. Both stopped walking. "I'm bored in class, Ger. You don't see, do you, our class is a real horror? No chat, no discussion, they all read books. If there's any noise, diomelin."

Geri knitted her brows with her head turned to the right. He thought about it a little, trying to match the word 'horror' with the classroom atmosphere. Indeed, their classes are often quiet because most children choose to read rather than play or joke. In stark contrast to some of the classes Geri had seen, just an example of Sulli's class.

Sulli's class seemed to be so crowded either during study or break though. To the extent that not one time the teacher seemed to take a deep breath, as if asking to be given fortitude.

"Ah, yes, yes. The important thing is that we have done the job of the teacher, have read the book. So, accompany me to the cafeteria! I'm hungry, seriously." Andrew's fingers form a V with index and middle knitting.

The two teenagers stepped back after feeling one voice, left the hallway of the quiet corridor and rushed to the cafeteria.

The atmosphere of the cafeteria looked quiet even though there were some students who were seen hanging out and snacking, including Andrew and Geri. The two were separated because they chose different foods at two stalls, then met again after their order was presented.

"You're just siomay's message?" It was amazing to see Geri only carrying a bowl of siomay with peanut sauce and abundant sauce. "Hey, at least order rice to be full."

"I'm full of siomay." Not indifferent to Andrew carrying a tray of rice and side dishes and cold drinks, Geri just sat on a bench in the long canteen area. Without realizing it he was tempted with a stomach to kick asking to be filled.

Andrew shook his head in an inexhaustible manner. He chose to be quiet and enjoy his food. Finally in those few minutes, as they were eating voraciously, no conversation took place. They are busy tasting food by occasionally chewing and swallowing.

Unaware only that there was a middle-aged male counseling guidance teacher passing by and finally approaching. He crossed paths and took a position behind two teenagers who were eating.

"You guys are truant?"

Andrew choked for a while, while Geri still casually ate a roll of white mustard greens choked with peanut butter.

...TBC...