
Aish !! ****** me.
Dylan's mind was lazy when he saw that Dera was already standing beside him.
" Haha... " Dera chuckled at Dylan's surprised expression.
" You're funny yeah, the more I know you, the more I see new things from you "The more it's still in between laughter.
" I thought you could only show a cold expression, I didn't think you could be surprised to see "Dera tried to stop her laughter by closing her mouth.
" It turns out you're still human, yes "This time the laughter is getting higher.
" Ck "Dylan's Decak is upset.
" Ahem ahem "Dylan cleared his throat so hard that Dera could hear him, she stared intently at Dera who was still chuckling while holding her stomach.
" What are you doing ? " Dylan asked fiercely, giving off an intimidating aura that managed to make Dera ease her laughter.
" I'm here because the kids are huddling around here, I think Blair must have gone to school, so... " Dera answered, stopping her laughter and acting normal. Scared to see Dylan back in factory mode, cold and indifferent.
" Have he entered ? " Tanya Dylan, trying to sound indifferent when in his heart he really wanted to know.
" I don't know, I don't know, I can't see it, it's too crowded " Show Dera to the students who were sitting around and also crowded in front of the class and Dylan also understood the purpose of Dera's speech.
" Haha "Sounds a sigh of care from Dylan who also saw the row of disciples. Grumbling inwardly, when Blair did not attend school yesterday, he missed this kind of atmosphere a lot, but now it feels like this normal atmosphere makes him back a little upset. Dylan hates crowds.
" It must have been fun so Blair "Slap Dera all of a sudden.
Dylan turned his head towards Dera again, furrowed his brows and looked at her confusedly.
" Hm ? " It was the only thing that came out of his mouth in response.
He can get your attention, that's fun.
Inner Dera looked at Dylan, enjoying as much as possible the soothing sight before him at this moment, the form of perfection that God bestows upon his being, the, in the morning Dylan's fresh face seemed to increase 100 times his good looks and it made Dera even more fascinated with him.
" Yes just nice, he looks relaxed, his life is like no burden, free... " Dera sighed for a moment, took a pause, then turned her head again towards the crowd of disciples.
" And look, her fans boasted "Appoint her with her eyes. Sounds a little envious of what Blair has.
" You've been babbling early in the morning what the hell ? " Cynical Dylan is upset. He didn't like the way Dera described Blair. Because what he knows is Blair's life is very heavy, based on the story of Secretary Yuri, he was pressured by his father who is crazy for power and also has heart disease, if that one is based on his own analysis, he said, it is certainly not an easy life. And in front of him right now there is someone who has everything, health, good family, and wealth, this one based on information from his brothers, he said, commenting on the lives of others without knowing the truth. Dylan hates that kind of thing.
" I don't just babble when "Dera defends her.
" He is the son of Dimitri, the owner of the drug-producing company D'medicine, and his company controls nearly 80 percent of the drug market in the country" Dera said.
" And she's a very spoiled princess "Imbuh Dera whispered, like leaking top secret information to Dylan.
" Where do you know ? " Dylan was getting even more puffed up, he turned his face away, annoyed himself.
Somehow hearing Dera keep talking about Blair like that caused a rumble in his chest, a rumble that spurred his heart beat to become numb and left a sense of annoyance that filled his chest cavity.
" Yes we the heirs of the company have their own grub, usually once a week we gather at the Lord's nightclub, so does he, from whom I see he really enjoys his life at this time, using it more precisely "Answer Dera relaxed, crossed his hands on his chest and then flicked his lips as if it was not a matter of talking about the person behind them.
Hearing the word night club Dylan's mind immediately moved wildly, drunk, jogged along with the pounding of ear-splitting music, and skimpy clothes and then tipped **** free.
" You what ?!? " The screech involuntarily with angry glaring eyes.
Dera looks shocked. " What ? " Turn back to asking confused.
" Repeated your words just now ? " Dylan orders with a stifled growl, making sure his hearing is not wrong and still functioning properly.
" Ka-we used to go to the nightclub "Her answer stuttered, scared by Dylan's angry attitude. A second later, his smile broke. I don't know what was on his mind, it seems like Dera misunderstood Dylan was angry with him for clubbing, he took it as a form of Dylan's attention to him.
" But I swear I rarely come, even if it comes for a while, just to meet the invitation of the other children "Ralat Dera fast, defend himself.
As if struck by Dera's words, Dylan immediately fixed his expression. Blair is not who he is, he has no right to be angry or upset.
Dylan immediately turned his face away. " Ah so "again put the expression of the manufacturer.
" I'm glad you're mad at me "Slept, staring at Dylan with sparkling eyes.
But Dylan whose mood was bad was immediately gone, without saying another word to correct the misunderstanding in Dera's mind, his lips were too lazy to move to explain.
He split the crowd of students who were in front of the class a little harshly, charging forward to get into his class.
Leaving Dera who was met with red blushed alone. For him their relationship is not like a walking snail, but riding a jet plane, flying quickly. The proof is that Dylan was angry to hear him go to a nightclub, which is a very significant progress according to Dera.
She's so sweet.
His mind was excited and also went towards his class, choosing the direction of turning rather than having to join the jostle of splitting the crowd.
While Dylan was trying to walk among the throngs of students, the shadow of the nightclub kept swirling around his head, the sound of his music, his dance floor full of crazy young people dancing, as well as bottles of liquor at every table, he never came to a nightclub, but that doesn't mean he's a squat. How information about free association today is very easy to access through the internet.
" Oh, aish !!! " He yelled annoyed himself.
All of the disciples who were swarming turned to look at Dylan, dragging in fear at the sight of sharp eyes and hardened jaws on his face. They knew that Dylan was angry.
" You don't want to disperse ? " Ask with a tone began to rise in the middle of the crowd.
" What the hell, so pretentious "
" Yes, the pretender arranged "
" Come disperse, she's a disease "
" Let's just go "Murm after mutter with each other, and in the end they all choose to disperse instead of having to deal with Dylan, the number one most avoidable person in Loyard school.
Dylan entered the classroom after a quiet atmosphere, his eyes immediately saw Blair's bench was still empty, apparently the owner of the bench had not come. With wide and fast footsteps, Dylan headed for his stool. Throwing hard the books he carried, then followed by his heavy bag containing a pile of pocket money from Rai, he said, causing a fairly loud buzzing sound to make his classmates reflexively turn their heads in surprise.
" What the hell is he ? "
" That's it, don't look at it "
" He's on a date, isn't he ? "
" So good guy "The gossiping voices of his friends sound quite loud, as if no matter the object of gossip listening or not.
Have heart disease but can get drunk and joggle at nightclubs. Hush !!
His inner crack was irritated, he gripped tightly on his bag, until the muscles of his hand were clearly imprinted on the back of his hand. Then with a rude jolt he pulled his bag and hung it beside the table.
Not long after, Blair came into the classroom. The atmosphere was immediately boisterous by the welcome of the other students.
" That's Blair "
" Any finally came in "
" You okay ? "
" Supon he had entered again "A variety of questions from Blair's flocking friends who stopped in front of the class.
Dylan would not want to come see it, in his amateurs Blair from head to toe.
Blair as usual, looks beautiful charm typical celebrity classy. She was smiling gracefully while answering various questions that were thrown for her nicely, like holding a press conference about her current condition.
" .... Yeah, I'm fine, and... " She said softly.
Hush !!
Dylan flicked his lips and turned his face towards the window, choosing to stare towards the field.
" ... It hurts a little, thanks for worrying about me, I ... "
Blair continued to speak gracefully.
What pain !! I was in vain to worry about him. Stupid !!
Maki Dylan to herself.
Brugh !! There was a soft thump beside Dylan, without even looking at him knowing that Blair was sitting next to him at this moment.
" Haha... " There was the sound of a sigh from Blair who was hanging his bag to the side of the table, but Dylan remained indifferent.
Upset, angry, and dislike, suddenly mastered all his heart and mind if he kept on remembering Dera's words about Blair who often clubbing.
He greets everyone but not me, you think I care, not at all.
Dylan's mind is in his heart.
Look at this cracker crumb next to me, everyone asks how I am, but he doesn't seem to care.
Inner Blair was upset, in fact he wanted to thank Dylan for bringing him to the uks room the day after tomorrow.
The picket doctor who told him that when he woke up from fainting, he said Dylan had to run until his body was soaked in sweat to bring him in just before the uk room closed.
How to start it, huh ?
Blair was agitated, he just kept glancing at Dylan who was still indifferent beside him.
" Dylan, i.... " Call Blair at the end, but at the same time the bell rang, and Blair's slow voice was lost to the crowd from inside the classroom and outside the classroom.
Outside the classroom, students pass back to their classrooms to start classes, while in the classroom students run back to their seats before the teacher arrives.