I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
Prolog — Teachers Sucks!

Entering class 12 does have to do a lot of chest rubbing. Because they just returned to school, they have been lectured for 1 hour and reminded of the National Examination on the school field.

They should have come home early today, but considering they are in 12th grade, there are a lot of things to say, especially about stabilization. Boring once indeed, including for a girl who can now only sigh many times and complain of heat.

Clarissa Princess Anjani, or often called Jani. High School Student in Taruna Nusantara. Although he likes to learn, but listening to lectures up to an hour like this is bored as well. "When you're done try" murmured Jani.

"Usually you are grinning, Jan dreading the lecture teacher. Tumben once you complain? Is it because it's been almost 2 weeks so it's getting lazy?" Ask Della.

"That's it, Del. I like to receive advice, but if one hour only ngedengerin one descendant of the headmaster's family I also muttered. Where it's hot," replied Jani annoyed.

"Auya, class 12 should be made to enjoy, happy, if rich gini already stress first," said Nanda who was next to Jani.

"That's right, I agree"

"Sstttt!" Gervan the former Chairman of OSIS.

Jani, Della and Nanda glanced back, after which they just rolled their lazy eyeballs. Can they not complain, what? Though they also believe that Gervan feels the same way, but too pretentious just because it keeps his image as the former Chairman of OSIS. Sucks.

Until finally half an hour passed, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief and return to the classroom to rush home. But just as they were about to move out of the classroom suddenly someone walked in with his flat look, his cold aura pierced into anyone who saw him.

"12 IPA 1?" Ask.

"Yes, sir," replied the whole class.

"I'm your homeroom teacher and there's no going home today. We're starting to adapt."

They let out a rough sigh, at the time when the other class had gone home but they instead had to go back to storing their bags at the behest of their homeroom teacher.

Jani looked at the teacher who was now in front of his desk, he was sitting at the front and opposite the teacher's desk. Maybe that's why a lot of teachers often hang out at his desk like this.

But his eyes could not be separated from the man in front of him. He was indeed happy to look around, not for anything but just wanted to know the personality of someone who was dealing with him. Looks like he's the new young teacher at this school, handsome yet cold-looking. But yes if handsome is definitely the talk of the whole class. Including as now.

"Well, meet me Arkan Altair. Math teacher and your homeroom teacher for the next year. Hopefully we can work well together," he said straightforwardly.

The boisterousness of this class began to be heard when Arkan introduced himself. Like the Greek god, his good looks were praised by most female students. Honestly, it is not new, if their handsome-looking business moves quickly. With the exception of Jani who now only sigh because according to him it is 'Norak'.

Arkan was still flat, even the questions of his students were not answered if they were not important. Because basically also Arkan does not like things smelling pleasantries or talking about useless things.

But those pitch-black eyes were now staring at the brown eyes of Jani sitting at the table that he had made the pedestal of his marker. But not for long, as Jani immediately broke off their eye contact quickly.

Arkan turned around and headed for the blackboard, sure enough, in addition to disturbing the clock home Arkan now disturb the peace of the brains of his students on the first day of school. He wrote 4 math problems on the board. Makes them all panic because it was immediately presented by math lessons that they had never learned.

"Who's the class champion here?" Ask Arkan.

"Janiyiiiii!!" Shouting they are enthusiastic, nothing, they have a hunch that Jani will be asked Arkan answer the questions in front will be profitable for them if they subvert the smartest students

And it's true. "Working points one through points four."

Jani was shocked and he was silent, really learning this? Please dong this Jani's life is at home, why does he also have to work? Very upset, but every called so Jani could not resist.

"Can't?" Ask Arkan who felt he had no response from the girl.

"Can, sir," replied Jani hesitantly.

Without speaking Arkan held out a marker towards Jani for him to immediately advance forward. Jani again sighed, really testing the patience of his teachers today.

Slowly Jani advanced forward while taking the marker from Arkan's hand. With a little trembling he wrote the answer on papa writing along with the formulas. Hopefully if the answer is correct, because if I'm honest he also has not mastered this lesson too much.

Arkan nodded his head while holding his chest. It is not wrongly named class IPA 1, it turns out to contain superior children. What Arkan wrote was 12th grade math that had never been studied in 11th grade. Somehow Jani can work on it.

"Already, sir." Jani approaches Arkan while returning the man's marker.

"Good, what's your name?" Ask Arkan.

"Jani" replied Jani briefly.

"Well, you I give the first 10 points. Because during my subjects, everything uses a points system. Including your attitude!" Arkan Assert.

Everyone started whispering. Want to not accept but do not dare to protest, but if they accept the depressed one. Oh, come on, they just let go.

"Please sit down" Arkan said of Jani.

"Thank you, Mr. Arkan."  Jani lowered her head slowly after which she sat back down.

Jani breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately at the tutoring place he had learned. So he did not have to bear the shame of not being able to answer.

Approximately an hour Arkan used for introductions and explained some new rules for them. Quite careless indeed, especially Arkan is typical of cute teachers, cold and firm. But his charm is able to hypnotize women so that no one dared to protest.

Jani came out of class with a smile, how not? Her boyfriend was waiting for her in front of the class. "Sorry late, wait a long time?"

"Father, it won't be long for you" he added with a gentle smile.

"Bucin-bucin! So hot!" Chirps Nanda.

"It's hard if we just ride on earth, we just go back!" Take Della.

Jani and Bagas chuckled, this kind of scene is no stranger to them. They just talk normally if they think yes. But in other people's view it may be different.

"You need to find a girlfriend!" Seru Bagas's.

"Sorry we stay halal until legitimate bestie, already ah. We go back first, it's been dizzy because of mathematics," said Nanda half whispered because Arkan was still in the room to check the student data.

They also chuckled, after which Della and Nanda came home first leaving two lovebirds who were drunk with romance.

"Tomorrow break no match futsal, you come huh?" Pinta Bagas's.

Jani nodded while giving her best smile. "Sure, I'll come. I'm watching the front!"

"Anjani, come with me to the room." A voice suddenly instructed from behind.

Jani turned on the source of the sound. "What's up, sir? I made a mistake?"

"No, I need your help in some ways" he said with a face with minimal expression.

"But I want to go home, sir." Not to refuse the teacher's order, but it would be bad if you had to make Bagas wait.

An expressionless flat face with slightly twitching eyebrows, it was indeed his mainstay that Jani thought about. But honestly, a face like that sucks according to Jani. Like a cool-ass guy!

"No buts or minus 50 points" he said straightforwardly.

Jani held her breath, was that right? The points are only ten and this teacher will subtract 50? Crazy already! "Huh?! No, Sir. B-well I help."

Arkan looked at the girl carefully, he also hid his smirk as Jani complied. After that he walked first followed by Jani and Bagas behind him.

They arrived at Arkan's room. But those sharp eyes were now glancing towards Bagas. "You just go home, I'll take a long time to talk to my students."

"But, Sir-"

"I don't think Om and Auntie have allowed you to have a lover, then?" Ask Arkan who inexplicably makes them both shudder in horror, but raises questions in Anjani's brain.

Indeed, he had heard that Bagas was the nephew of the owner of the foundation. Arkan's own separate room is like this, is he the son of the Head of the Foundation? It's strange that new teachers can get facilities like this.

With mixed feelings and unpleasant Jani hinted Bagas to go home. It is also not good if Bagas will be hit by a reprimand from his parents and after Bagas' departure then he is welcome to sit down.

"Please make a review of the attendance in this book and describe your friends with 3 words."

Jani gawked, but for? Unsane, this must have taken a very long time. Ah he already wants to go home. "This can be done at home? Tomorrow morning-"

"Now."

Jani bit her lower lip while restraining her irritation. But how could he not argue, right? Just look, Arkan will enter the list of teachers he should avoid from now on!