
Chapters. 23
Melani who was standing in front, looked at Yuan furiously. Want to vent his anger now, but dear with his energy. It's still morning. Not to mention for a while they will take the first class filled by a favorite teacher and student idol who is in Dahlia High School today.
"Rest later, we'll meet again." Melani broke up. "Tell the others. We don't have much time left." stressed the head of the osis.
Yuan immediately stood up straight then saluted Melani.
"Ready, do the BuMel!" sahut Yuan with a loud voice. To the point of making some disciples who were around him stare sinisterly at Yuan.
Yuan paid no heed to it. The girl chose to sit in her place. His body and mind were tired. Do not want to be added to things that he thinks are very unimportant at all.
While Sila who had been in her place, looked in wonder with Yuan's face. If Melani, the girl also returned to her seat which was in the front row.
Different from Yuan and Sila. Where they choose the backmost place. Because in the line it's a very comfortable place. Can while sleeping if the teacher who explained in front there feels boring.
"What's up, lo?" tanya Sila looked curiously.
Yuan looked over, but had no intention of answering. The girl then pressed her left cheek against the table. I want to mourn his fate, but also for nothing. Can only live what is in front of him even though Yuan is unsure.
"Yuan ..." Call Please again. Because there is something strange about this friend. "Lo why, anyway? If you have a problem, dong's story! Who knows I can't help." chirped Sila who immediately got a sneer from Yuan.
"No need to know that!" sewot Yuan who actually got the oddity of Sila.
"Again get a? How to talk so much." I am still curious about Yuan.
Yuan nodded heavily. "Gue's dizzy, Sil. Do not make my head more dizzy because of your behavior," said Yuan with a voice that sounded lethargic not at all.
"Yes, I'm nanya. Who knows, I can help. Even as a listener. At least, it is a feeling of relief, so," said Sila.
"Lo won't understand what I'm feeling right now, Sil. Pingin really moved dimensions to the prince Damian deh it feels," complained Yuan who increasingly stick his cheeks to the wooden table.
When Sila was about to protest Yuan, the girl was forced to swallow her sentence again when a man entered their class with some white sheets.
"Campus our forehead, Yuan," muttered Sila who could still be heard by Yuan.
"Why again, Sil ... gur said, don't make me dizzy," said Yuan who was still in his position. Even the girl closed her eyes. Sleep deprivation last night, and now his eyes feel so heavy.
While Sila shook Yuan's back to immediately fix her way of sitting. However, it was ignored by the girl.
"Yuan, wake up .. hunt! Before you were told to stand under the flagpole," remember Please.
Yuan was still unconcerned. "Banging, Sil. I'm suddenly so sleepy."
Please no longer speak. What's more when the gaze of the figure in front of the class points towards his desk. Not no, rather that person was staring at one of the money students actually intended to sleep in his lesson hours.
A look that looks terrible and lips that have not issued a single word, it can actually make the atmosphere more tense. He added that the man stepped into the rear row of the bench with a wooden ruler in his hand.
"Crazy! It will be broken like a Yuan finger.
"Oath! If you have a cold face like this, it's cool, anj*r!"
"Gue wants to kiss that kiss lips that never smile, bangs*t! Make a trapeeling."
"Ih, serem-serem but exciting. So I'm gonna hug, huh!"
Such was the inner scream of some of the students in the class when they saw Rio, the idol with his cold face and gaze.