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Chapter 4. Past Times

From the beginning I had the education of Papah and Mamah sent me to one of the elite schools in my city. An international school I am very proud of. Not only as an ordinary student, but also as a company investor who has an educational foundation that established the school. It makes me a student that cannot be underestimated. All the school residents bowed when they passed me.

Remember, my teenage years were imagined because surrounded by friends and people who love me. However, there was a ha that I hated the most at that time.The year in which I sat in the 2nd grade of High School. Wonderful times with my age stepping into adolescence. I began to preen, seeking the attention of the opposite sex so narcissistic and obsessive. I thought that all the men would like me because all my friends told me I was pretty like an angel. However, it turned out not to be for a man who always raised a cynical look at me. He was my old friend, the head of OSIS at the time.

How could I not win the heart of that avid OSIS head?

He was named Naufan Pradipta Angkasa. His arrogance should not be underestimated by me, he was indeed quite powerful at that moment. Silent, but seductive.Nobody dared to joke with her. I know, maybe he's the son of one of these school's investors, too. His cold attitude towards everyone like that was not a problem for me, which was his fault when he ignored the smile I had shown at that time on the stairs to the 2nd floor, where my class was.

All the disciples behind me laughed, all this time I have never been a joke by anyone. However, how dare he underestimate my smile and make me a joke. Damnit damnit!

With a heart torn to shreds, I swore I would bring him to my knees. Begging for mercy on me, I am not an ordinary and lowly human being who can be treated as such, do not think if I am just plain mad. He can't treat me like that. That's an insult to me.

From then on I hated him, hated him so much and didn't want to see his face stuff once.

The OSIS room is next to my class. That day I was ready to avenge his actions, in my hand there was already a strong glue that would be dulled on the door handle of the room. Namu, I had to make sure that what went into the OSIS room was him. The time of rest has arrived, I quietly noticed around. From a distance, I saw him walking closer to the steps of the 2nd floor.

yeah, he's coming.

I started to drip glue around the doorknob until the glue dripped onto the floor. One bottle of 100 mL of glue liquid I poured it all into the doorknob until the end of his grip. It smelled so bad that it made me cough and make me nauseous.

I cheered on the door of my class, looking at him who was starting to emerge from under the stairs. Counting his steps until his right hand held the doorknob.

1, 2, 3

"Did?" From where I stood, I heard him complain.

"Corn, feel. Uhuk uhuk uhuk," I was satisfied to see him trying to pull his hand from the doorknob.

The door was open, but the ladder could not escape the hinge of the door. Then, many people came to try to help him. There was even a teacher who stroked her hair.

"Who did this?" Ask the teacher there.

All the disciples that surrounded him shook his head. "What's that, Pravita?" Asked some classmates who stood up and patted me on the shoulder.

"I don't know, uhuk uhuk uhuk."I answered, pressing both of my shoulders. Every time I talk, always coughs with it. And the smell of that glue still smelled in my nose.

"Isn't that Naufan?" Said Rania, my classmate.

"Why him? What the hell is going on in there?" Rania looked around out of curiosity.

"I don't understand either. Uhuk uhuk uhuk." My answer.

"Cock you're coughing like that?"

"PRAVITA?!"

Lost consciousness, when I woke up I was in the hospital. I fainted from being pierced by the chemical poisoning of that strong glue. And that's proof that I'm the one who put glue on the door handles of the OSIS room.

The next day I was tried in the principal's room, but not my parents accompanied me. My actions do not get any punishment only the advice given to me if it is the wrong thing, without giving punishment or suspension.

Yeah, I know they won't punish me for what I did because they still need my father's money. Really yes, hahaha.

A few days later I did not see the man wandering around the school, but the next week I saw him with his right hand wrapped in a white bandage. Seeing him with that white cloth-clad hand I felt pity, but there was satisfaction in me because my revenge could be said to be successful.

Not much impact, it does not make it difficult because he ternayata a left-handed. Manuls and eating can be done with his left hand, nothing changed. I realized that when he ate in the cafeteria, he could easily put food in with his left hand, and signed it on the file with his left hand.

No! I hit the spoon on the cafeteria table when I saw it like there was no problem in his life.

After eating, I will return to my class with Rania and Anida. In front of the cafeteria exit, Anida asked us to wait for her for a while because her pons was left at the dinner table earlier. At the same time, Rania gave me permission to wait for her as well because she wanted to go to the toilet next to this canteen.

At that moment, I was standing by the door waiting for my friends. However, came Naufan and some of his male friends.

"Oh, is this the psychopath girl?" Said one of the men.

"Hahaha," they laughed and the annoying man was no exception. He smiled not only with a sly smile, but he also added a speech that made me ride the apoplexy. " If he is not a psychopath, he will have no intention of harming others. Hbs." He said as he walked leisurely.

I let out a long sigh, chased after their steps and blocked him.

"Wuishis. Watch out, angry psychopath." They're telling me again.

With a glare full of anger, I grabbed the man's right hand, shook his hand with full pressure on his hand and slammed him down.

"Oh! Oh, ouch!" He shouted, as his hand slammed violently against his own thigh.

At that moment, I left them without a care.

"Norgin!"

"Please! Help me!"

"Mom, help! Naufan, Mom."

His friends were worried and called the teachers to take action, as I saw him being carried by some of his friends to be taken to the UKS (maybe).

"Hem, taste! That's why we don't have to song!" I said with a smile full of satisfaction.