Stay My Angel
The first chapter in torture

✨Happy Reading's...

Turns out in one row I'm the only one who is incomplete inn. Want to not want me with my lethargic face still forward to be punished. A very severe punishment at the beginning of my Orientation Period.

In front of the line was waiting for my coach who had been looking at me as if he was content to punish me. Then his hand was like giving me a place to do a squot jump.

I stepped up and squatted down next to my coach. And began to do the squot jump with the voice of my builder who began to count the number of my jumps.

But when he counted eighteen he repeated the count to fifteen. I glared at him, and muttered why he was too stupid to count.

" sister this should count to nineteen!!!" my mouth doesn't accept.

"oh yeah? it's not still fifteen" he replied casually to me.

"your sister can't count yes!!!" answer me with emotion

" you shouldn't argue!!! Then now your punishment I'll increase it to 30 times!!!"

In my heart I regret that I have been provoked by emotions, so I have to repeat my squot jump again to 30 times.

I was forced to do a squot jump again and started counting. Fortunately, my fussy builder did not start playing me anymore. Thus, my punishment was completed fairly and quickly.

Done, punish me My builder asked how I was doing. With a jutek I answered "no papa" while passing into my row again.

After we finished checking, we were still divided into four groups for the next game event. Within this small group I started to get to know some people. Because we had never known before it was still a bit awkward to chat.

" Oh yeah. My name is Stella, nice too meet you. What's your own name?" my mouth shook his hand.

"My name is Miranti, from today we can be friends dong" he asked as he covered his smile with his hands.

Once we got acquainted with each other the atmosphere in our group felt very rowdy perhaps because we were getting more familiar than before. Suddenly the restless coach approached our group. He started again with his shout and ready to rage back and made us instantly silent a thousand languages.

After he finished with his talk he looked back at me with a cynical face. It makes me wonder. What's with this crazy guy. Why is his attitude strange to me, when this is the first day I met him.

The game show was started, we were trained to the compatriots with a race to move rubber with straws. Where the most collected will get points and the loser gets punished.

Each of our groups contained 5 people lined up to each other. Games move this rubber starting from the back of the person. However, the unexpected happened again and why should it happen to the group whose members contained me.

"Bruck"

Someone in front of my line fainted. Si Miranti, this bob-haired glasses girl turned limp unconscious. The atmosphere in our line was also boisterous.

My fussy sister immediately gave orders to her classmate to replace her position as a coach. Then he carried Miranti to the UKS.

" You doom Stella come with me to the UKS" he ordered, staring at my nametag.

I who was panicking at that time only immediately followed his orders to the UKS without realizing that he called me the doom Stella.