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First Day

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...09...

Din....!

Caca was surprised not to play when a classic-style motorbike and looks expensive to pass him by after making him almost dislodged by the sound of his horn. He stroked the chest inexhaustibly with the son of a rich man here. Damn it's the rich kid here, no adab.

Ohhh,

Caca was like getting to know the scent that had just greeted his inhaler. The fragrance is gentle like a baby, yet does not remove the masculine side attached to that person, she...

The nolan?

Caca sharpened the view on the figure who was now almost turned to the right and disappeared.

You'll be in a different class to Nolan, so everything looks normal.

He nodded in understanding of the strategy, then walked quickly without thinking about Nolan again. He just needs to come to the administration room and the homeroom will take him to class.

Not much different from Nolan, Caca also knows Nolan just by looking at the steady back of the young man and his distinctive aroma.

Indeed, of the most disciples, Nolan looked the most outstanding. Instead of being like a high school student in general, Nolan has a higher and perfect body shape. Like a material boyfriend nowadays. His skin was pure white, his hair was brownish with a very fitting undercut with his handsome face, his height was about 185cm, his body was densely filled and stocky, his eyebrows thick, his eyes clear, his nose had high bones, he said, and his lips are a little pinkish. Caca believes, Nolan is one of the famous students who are adored as in the online novels he has read.

Caca shook his head when part of his brain had already begun to seed Nolan from another disciple.

No. gabe. This he can't do. Or he himself will be trapped.

Fixes. Nolan is dangerous.

Converse level legs are slightly high until in front of the school administration office. Caca peeked out from the glass door that was still closed. There were only a few staff members sitting there, and Caca intended to push the door open. Someone pushed him in the back, and Caca was shocked to discover who he was.

“You?” said Caca, pretending to be surprised by the existence of Nolan in this High School. His acting is good, right?

“Why?” nolan satirized and passed Caca just like that, entered the office and met one of the teachers. Caca who was a little upset pursed his lips, then went in there.

In the room, Caca could see Nolan's behavior. The male student looked pretentious and did not care about the teacher who was giving him advice. Caca was asked to wait for a while, because his homeroom teacher had not yet arrived. So, don't blame Caca if she hears what the pair of teachers and students are talking about.

“You've been suspended twice this semester. You know, one more time you get a suspension, you will repeat again next year.” tell a female teacher who looks firm and hard. Just looking at his face, Caca could tell if the teacher was. No, it doesn't mean it's like that. Just a personal Caca assessment.

“For sure you want to stay class.”

“Yes no problem anyway, bu.”

Caca was surprised by the answer said by the voice of the baritone no more than three meters away. Caca noticed Nolan's visible gestures, eumm....relax?

If the student like himself, must have been hot cold and sure last night would not be able to sleep if it had been given such a threat. But this is Nolan, he's very different.

“Nolan,”

There was no voice in response. Nolan just silently looked at the teacher who still chose cherry blossom advising his bengal but rich protege.

“Perhaps, someone else out there will be silent to see your behavior and attitude like this. But mother and teacher here will not be silent, mother cares about you so mom always nagging like this so you change.”

Caca did not want to break his gaze on Nolan and the teacher who was fighting in that direction.

“I don't care, ma'am. Thank you mom for caring about me.” he said, making Caca's eyes almost roll to the floor of the cusp of surprise. His palm squeezed the tip of the blazer that was wrapping his upper body. Caca's confidence suddenly plummeted. He suddenly wanted to retreat again. He was afraid of disappointing Hendra.

What cares? Just like teachers dare to do that, then what about me?

“Nolan,”

“Bu. I'm here to pay. My papa is also a major donor here, so I am free and—”

“Mother knows, you are rich. I know your papa's money a lot. But it does not make the mother discourage the mother's goal to make you a disciplined student. I want you beru—”

“I will not change.”

After saying that, Nolan walked past Caca just like that— once again, then exited the room with a cold and flat face. While the female teacher who had previously spoken to Nolan, stared wryly at Nolan's departure. Caca could see the sincerity in the woman's gaze. Then, Caca also saw how the woman sighed and sat down with a face of despair, like being extremely depressed. He glanced at the table and there was a BK script perched comfortably on his desk. Maybe it's a big responsibility for his good name. It might also be a necessity for the woman to make disciples like Nolan stay on her watch in order to stay at the reasonable limits of a high school student.

Shortly after, a male teacher surprises Caca.

Caca pouted in his heart, why did so much of this morning surprise him? May he remain healthy until this mission is successful and clear.

“Caca?” ask the man, who looks to be in his forty years, as he walks around the table and puts his briefcase on the chair.

“Ya, sir.”

“Oh, okay. Just a minute, yeah. After this I take you to class.”

Caca just nodded in response. His new world is about to begin. He had to be prepared to be tougher than anything, because what he was about to face was not just a dizzying lesson as a perfect form of acting, but an inner and mental pressure in the face of Nolan. The stubborn bourgeoisie beat the bull's head.

After waiting nearly ten minutes for the teacher to attend, Caca walked behind him to his new class.

Not a few eyes that pay attention to his steps from behind the glass windows installed by each class. Although they were now in a prayer session according to their respective beliefs, they did not want to miss the unfamiliar Caca in the eyes they were walking as a new student.

Until he reached the front of a class that turned out to be far from his expectations, Caca stared in wonder with his shoulders falling and mouth agape.

Maddened. It's a special class for kids with brains as watery as a home bathroom tap water, tau!! Damnit damnit! Why did Uncle Hendra pick a class as heavy as IPA on me?

Caca's palms started getting cold and wet. He's going to have a hard time here, he used to prefer IPS. And now?

“Caca, please enter.”

All is done and there is no reason and no way to retreat. Caca put his foot in while squeezing two straps of his backpack that was still comfortably perched on the boat.

Together with her homeroom teacher, Caca stood in front of the class with a straight look from her new friends. Ah, Caca wants to throw himself to the North Pole. This kind of atmosphere was never on his life list.

“Please introduce yourself to your new friends.”

Caca smiled stiffly with no less rigid movements than a robot.

“Hai,” greet caca while waving a familiar snob, then smile as warmly and as wide as possible so that the cute sisters do not hate and bully him. “Include, my name is Clarita Winanda. Just call him Caca.” he said, deliberately pausing in order to gather some of his lost confidence. “Please help my friends while I study here. Thank you.”

Brief introductions, and not grandiose that Caca has prepared. But, there was one student who started to make Caca upset instead of playing. His face was cold as Nolan's, but it looked better than Nolan's. But there are some blue scars like bruised scars, or Caca just mislooked.

“Request help? Does that mean you're stupid?”[]

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...Complain dikit. Ignore if you don't like it...😉...

For Nolan's visuals, Othor is on Twitter. The vow. Pas first look, kok Vibesnya very fit loh kayak shadow Othor fit to make this story. He was cold and hard to handle, but his gaze was gentle and sincere. Because it was privacy, so Othor did not want to spill his photo. But actually pingin spill 😭

You can just shadow Nolan's face with the visuals you like.

Keep writing the script, Othor again with his song Taylor Swift. Cucok same vibes Nolan. Guess what?

Well, how's this? How I became bucin myself as Nolan huh...😂

Forgive Othor who is not clear suddenly the story kek gini. Again ignore if you do not like the same Othor curses...

...Thanksm....