I'm Just a Figurant
SEASON 1 Ch 1 - Male 99%

Story of 2008

Khansa POV

I am a very young teenager

unremarkable. I'm 15 years old. I'm a tenth-grader (SMA 1st grade).

My height is 150 cm, with a weight of 43 kg. My skin is ripe and my face

very ordinary. In terms of appearance there is nothing interesting about my physicality.

Whenever meeting people on the street, people would not bother

seeing me more than once for not pulling me so much.

I'm just an orphan.

My father worked as an angkot driver, while my mother was dead. Because

good luck, I can get into the elite school in my town. People say, this is my High School

it is a place where smart and rich people come together. At first I didn't

believe, but after I have experienced it I begin to believe it.

I was the only student

from my Junior High School who managed to get into that favorite High School. Understandably, my Junior High is

suburban school. Being able to get into a favorite High School becomes a pride for yourself

people around me. But not for me. Maybe for the person who

looking at me, I'm a lucky boy. In the midst of economic and

coming from a lower middle-class family, I can blend in with the kids from

upper environment.

Actually, no

like those. From the very beginning I entered that High School, I've been isolated. MOS Time

I myself. In class I was alone. No one wants to sit with me. I don't know

what are their thoughts. Perhaps they were thinking, sitting with an ordinary-faced child,

ordinary brained, coming from an ordinary family will not provide benefits

nothing for them. But it's okay, I'll just sit by myself. Appreciable,

there are two seats I can hold, hehe.

Every day I'm alone.

No friends to accompany. Whenever I try to blend in, they always

stay away. It seems that talking to me is becoming a terrible scourge for

them. In the end I decided to give up. I decided to be indifferent

in the neighborhood around me. I don't care about them anymore.

It went on quite

effectual. My heart no longer hurts from rejection. I started

playing itself. Talk alone and cool with my own world. Period

stupid if they think I'm not sane, the important thing is that I'm happy with

my world.

One day there was no event

unforeseen. Startup classes specifically for full-day English classes

stop it. All the students in the class were broken and divided into

in ordinary classes. There were about six people who entered my class.

"Kids, today we

the arrival of new friends. Maybe you already know them. Because I know Mom

most of you are from the same Junior High. These six people are from the class

the stub that was disbanded. From now on they will be classmates

you guys. Let's introduce each of you." Teacher gave orders.

Of the six (four

male and two female) there was only one person who stood out the most

my eye. He's the most handsome man I've ever seen for real. He's bodied

tall, white, slightly squinty but sharp eyes, pointed nose, lips

thin, her hair cut stylist. Overall, I gave it my appearance

99 Is near perfect. I didn't expect there to be anyone as handsome as him in the

my school. I regret not knowing him first. At least know

her whereabouts. Maybe because I was too geeky and often locked myself in

class, I was unaware of his presence. I regret.

"My name's Alex. I'm transferring

from the pilot class. Greetings to all my friends." That guy

introduce yourself. His name really fits with his appearance. I

engrave that name in the deepest corner of my heart and keep it

hermetically. I decided to open my heart to that handsome man.

Since the move of the stubs,

my class is getting crowded. Many other students came to

my class. They came to visit Alex. Conversing and

not only popular among students, but also students

loved presence. He is very friendly and friendly. Not as arrogant as

most other Handsome Masters.

As always, I can

do just look at him from a distance. I admire him, very much

admiring it. I didn't expect to be her boyfriend (because it wasn't

maybe), could be one of his friends alone I'd be happy half dead.

No wind, no rain

suddenly the teacher told us to roll our seats. Without me noticing, Alex

sitting right in front of me. My heart is beating so fast. How is possible

will my heart be strong in staring at that back in my days?

The first day, he was not yet

realize my existence. He joked with his friends.

When he jokes like that, all I can do is steal

look and steal their talk.

Like a teenager in

generally, all they talk about is football, futsall, shoes

the latest output and the booby that is in the pursuit. They talk about every student

beautiful from another class. Every time his friend talks like

that, Alex could only smile knots without responding. At first I was surprised

seeing Alex's reaction, but I finally know why.

One day, a goddess came

to our Class. Her body was tall and slim, her skin was white, her hair was white

sebahu, and her face is amazingly beautiful. Natural beauty that is not made up. Inside

his face was radiated softness, elegance and magic. Make those people who

being around him was bewitched to stare at him for long. The goddess's name

it's Diana. Yes, her name is the same as Princess D, so is the face and

his behavior. Make people who are around him feel at home to linger near him.

I'm a girl, but I feel

I fell in love with this teenage girl. He's my age, but why

We are so different? In any case I lost to him.

Diana is a beautiful girl,

rich, smart, polite and kind. She's the perfect girl. Girl

like it deserves a match with Alex whose perfection also achieves

99%.

You guys are asking me? I

just a girl in their love story. I'm just that girl

seeing them from a distance. Though my love withers before springing, yet

in my heart I pray for their relationship.

What a perfect couple.

From my deepest heart, I pray for them sincerely. I became a fan

their weight. Although I like Alex, but I'm self-aware. I don't exist

compared to Diana. Not even a fingernail can be

juxtaposed.

Although I'm heartbroken, yet

I'm boasting. Though my heart aches, yet I can endure it, because

I know Diana better than I am 1000%. I just hope, Diana

let me occasionally look at Alex. I'm just gonna stare at Alex, I

will not do more. I won't take Alex away from him (even though Alex

also not possible, hehe). Diana, I like your Alex. Allow Me

looking at your man...

"Hey, borrow type X

dong." Suddenly the man whose back I often looked at turned around

his body. His eyes focused on me. A sweet smile fell on her lips,

waiting for me to give an answer.

Dry throat. I didn't

could answer. All I could do was nod my head, a sign

agreed request.

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