Hypothalamic
I'm slapping Nih!
Yura opened her blanket again. "Well, I don't know either. I want to move to the boarding school so I don't squirm my mom every day!" answer Yura.
"We're going to enter the dormitory. I want the same room! I can't imagine if I'm in the same room as a dirty girl more than you, what else likes to sleep while farting!" meta Eject.
"Gue I slap it!" reply Yura.
"No, actually I'm afraid if you sleep with other people, besides me! It could be a dead heart attack look at you!" meta continued while laughing and covered his body with a blanket.
"Diih," replied Yura who had come to sleep.
***
The next day, a fight between Yura and Vin returns at school. It all started because Vin mocked Yura with the name of disobedience.
"So your mouth, Vin!" yura shouted while pointing at Vin's face so closely. All the eyes in the canteen looked towards them.
"Why should I keep my mouth? Your own mouth how are you?!" reply Vin.
"Gue never took care of your family! So stop taking care of my family!" yura shouted again.
***
In the distance Kim Tae Young and his friends glanced at the screaming girl.
"I think it will be exciting" said Kim Tae Young.
"According to you, Yura dare not hit Vin?" ask Edo.
"No! Yura's a girl!" reply Kim Tae Young.
"Gue dutifully Yura can hit Vin. He's a tomboy!" balakan Gods.
***
"The bad guy!" yura shouted pushing Vin to a fall.
"Gue's? Obviously you're as ungodly as your mother!" reply Vin back to his feet and return the impulse.
Yura slammed into the cafeteria floor. Now all the students are gathering.
Yura clenched her hands and slapped a punch at Vin's face and made the man stagger almost fall. The cries of the disciples enlivened the fight.
Kim Tae Young and his friends also saw the incident. "It's my prophecy. Yura mukul Vin," said Dewa.
Kim Tae Young walked over to the two students who were fighting and his friends followed.
Vin was about to hit Yura and make the cries of the disciples heat up. But he kept his fist back.
"BABURERR!!" shouted a female teacher. All the mist disciples sat back at his place and enjoyed their lunch. The voice came from the mouth of Bu Tiyas, the teacher of BK.
***
Today Vin and Yura get an old man's summons. For the first time Princess and Nurul came to the elite school because of the same thing as a few years ago.
"Kok, Vin's school here, Nur?" ask Princess.
"The story is long, Put," Nurul replied.
"Rapha?" guess Princess. Nurul nodded in response. "Why is he again?! Vin is happy with Feno! He doesn't need Rafa!"
"Rafa's sick. He asked Vin to study business here. The only thing he can hope for now is Vin" Nurul said.
***
Since the arrival of Nurul and Putri to school that day, all the students attacked Vin. They know who Nurul really is.
"That's the one guarding the canteen in Gibi!"
Gibi is the name of a bookstore owned by Regi.
"Can't you go to school here?"
"Yura his niece who owns Gibi! Maybe Vin paid for Yura's family to go to school here!"
"Gue thinks the conglomerate, it's destitute!"
"Udah guessed anyway from the first day of school, his clothes were like that. Shoes are not branded. Cheap brands!"
Those words Vin got when he was about to enter his class. As the man sat on his stool, Kim Tae Young suddenly approached Vin with his two friends, Dewa and Edo.
"Woi, Poor!" call Kim Tae Young while kicking Vin's desk.
"Can you still afford to go to school here?" ask Edo.
"Emak lo ngelontay ya make payin lo school?" the Lord asked Vin to stand up and hit him. But Kim Tae Young first pulled his shoulder to stay seated.
"So much info, you're the only poor guy here. So yes, yes!" kim Tae Young said in a mocking tone.
***
All day Vin went through with the insults and jeers of the students at school. Yura was about to hit Vin on the head when they met in the locker room. But, his actions came to a halt because Yura saw the scar on Vin's neck.
"Why's your neck?" asked Yura who pulled up the sash of Vin's clothes so that the wound was clearly visible.
Vin immediately brushed it off for the girl to stay away.
"It's none of your business!" snapped Vin while opening his locker door. Suddenly so much rubbish was spilled onto the floor of the locker.
Yura realizes that Vin is not doing well at this school. "Gue Saranin anyway, you just change schools," said Yura.
Vin did not serve that sentence and chose to clean up all the rubbish scattered.
"Who bullied who?" ask Yura. Vin still remained silent not spouting a word.
"Si Tae's? You bullied that Korean guy?" ask Yura again. "Why don't you just hit it?!" Vin remained silent.
Yura was about to help Vin clean up the trash. But Vin pulls Yura's hand so firmly that the girl's body comes closer to him. "Can you not take care of my life?!" vin.
***
Sports lessons just finished Vin's walk. Suddenly all the students threw him with basketballs laughing and mocking him as Poor.
"Cumpulin ball!" kim Tae Young orders and throws the ball and hits Vin's head.
Vin sighed and walked to collect the balls. Actually, he can fight them all. But, Vin is quite self-aware, that he is a new student in this school of rich men. What they all say is the truth. Vin was born into a poor family.
"What's going on here?" asked Vin who saw Yura holding the ball in front of him.
"Bantuin lo," Yura replied with a smile and kicked the balls that Vin had collected and made him re-scatter.
"Yuray!!" vin shouted because he was tired of collecting the balls.
The girl stood next to Vin. "Gue help!" yura said walking and kicking the basketball until it easily entered the basketball basket that had been provided.
"That's a handball, Woe!" kim Tae Young shouted, making Yura and Vin turn to him
Yura took the basketball with her feet and kicked it towards Kim Tae Young. The man crashed onto the floor of the basketball court because of Yura's actions.
"As long as it can be challenged, why not?" yura.
"Udah, Ra! Don't make trouble!" vin.
"He's the one who's looking for trouble!" refute Yura.
"Lo 1st class, right?! I'm your upperclassman!" yelled Kim Tae Young.
"If I don't care, what? The rich kid? Let me buy you some self-esteem, how much are you selling?" yura asked in a mocking tone.