The High School Bad Boy
Chapter 31. I'm Keeping An Eye On You (I'm Watching You).

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JEAN LYCEE - BAPTISTE SAY, SURESNES.

Wulan's heart rumbled when she saw Damien who had just walked out of her room. Remember what Max told me two days ago about Nadia's death.

He stepped closer to Damien who immediately threw a smile at him. Wulan only replied with the smile she forced.

"Bonjour (good morning), Wulan," Damien greeted kindly.

Wulan just nodded. "Have a minute? I want to talk."

"Owhh, bien sure, Ma belle (of course, beautiful)," he said, holding Wulan back into his room. But Wulan immediately brushed off Damien's hand. Makes the man squint his forehead in astonishment.

"It seems like something very important" Damien chuckled as he pulled up a chair and invited Wulan to sit down.

"I want to ask you about Nadia's suicide. Does it have anything to do with you?" ask Wulan without further ado. At first glance he saw a tense expression on Damien's face. But the man immediately covered her with a smile.

"Why do you think that?" Damien asked back. "Okay, you must have heard that I was in a relationship with Nadia. But it's long over."

Wulan. "You broke off with Nadia after finding out she was pregnant."

"The bad boy, Maximilian, told you? You trust him?" damien asked as he held onto Wulan's shoulders.

Wulan brushed off Damien's hands. "It doesn't matter where I know. If that's true, you have to take responsibility, Damien. You need to see his mother. You have to apologize to her."

"Listen, Wulan. The child's words cannot be held." Damien tries to convince Wulan. But Wulan shook her head again.

"I don't know, Damien. That's all I can suggest you."

Damien squeezed his hair. Then breathe out slowly. "That kid must hate me so much because I'm approaching you."

"What do you mean?" asked Wulan while squinting her eyes.

"He likes you, Wulan."

Wulan hissing. "Nonsense (nonsense)!"

Damien laughed ironically. "You think I didn't know that Max stayed at your apartment a few times?"

Wulan. His chest pounded. Where does Damien know about it. Is that guy stalking her?

"You deny?" Damien looked at him obliquely.

Wulan gulped her saliva with great difficulty. "Not as you think. There's nothing between me and Max. He just needs a friend to talk to. And I as his Master happily listened."

Damien grieves. "You think I believe?"

"Just give it up."

"Be careful, Wulan. You could get in trouble. I hope you haven't gone too far with that kid. You don't love your job?" Damien smiled in anguish. He was happy to change his position from suspect to interrogator. Now it was Wulan who was sitting in the sickle seat. And he felt he had been holding an As Wulan card.

"Listen, Wulan. L like you. I want us to get closer." Damien grabs Wulan's hand, but Wulan dismisses him subtly.

Damien shaking. Then he stepped towards the door and opened it.

"You have a teaching schedule, don't you?" askanya while allowing Wulan to get out of her room.

"Wulan .. I'm watching you" he whispered as Wulan sauntered right in front of his face.

Wulan stopped her steps. He took a breath for a moment trying to control his erratic feelings. Then without looking at Damien, he passed.

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Wulan was struck with a blank look on her desk and a raging mind as a result of Damien's words this morning, not realizing the class was empty and only Max stood before him while moving - moving his palm in front of his face.

"Miss ... hellooo?"

Max's voice made him gasp. Nervously he stood up and tidied up his books on the table without looking at Max.

Max watched his Master Mother carefully as he revealed his faint smile. He likes to see Wulan who looks charming when she is nervous so. Her sweet Asian face really makes her anxious and it feels like she is unable to resist devouring her thin lips that are polished with salem-colored lipstick.

Max makes sure there are only two of them in the classroom, and no students are still passing by at the door. Then without a cue he grabbed Wulan's chin and brought it closer to his face and then wiped the lips with passion.

Wulan widened her eyes and immediately struggled to escape by pushing Max's chest hard.

Plakkk

One slap landed on Max's cheek, despite only half his strength.

"You're crazy, Max!" the hardic. "What if someone sees?"

Max just grimaced while stroking his reddened cheeks. He was not angry at all to get a slap from Wulan. Precisely now his smile widened and looked at Wulan with his ignorant eyes.

"I can't tolerate this" Wulan said as he grumbled leaving Max, who of course chased him until they were in a crowded corridor.

"Stay away from me, Max" Wulan half-whispered. Then push Max's shoulder to distance him.

It was then that Damien flashed in the opposite direction to them and looked at the two with a slanted smile.

Wulan who saw Max provoked his emotions with Damien, squeezing the young man's arm gave him a warning to stay calm and not make a fuss.

"My hands are itching to beat him up" Max said as soon as they had drifted away from Damien.

"Don't make a fuss in the school environment. Especially with Damien, you could get in trouble."

"Did I care?"

"I care," said Wulan quickly. But soon regretted those words when he saw Max's face now looks sparkling.

"O Mon Dieu (oh, my God), Miss .. I'm so happy to hear it" she said, stroking her long hair.

"Max!" snarled Wulan annoyed. He was very anxious to grab the young man's long hair as hard as possible.

Max raised both his hands. At first glance he saw a faint red on Wulan's cheek before his Master Mother finally pulled the handle of the door of Master's room and stepped in without looking at him again.

I know you like me, too, Miss.

Max pulled the corner of his lips and glanced at the door of Master's room. Imagine the sweet face of Wulan who was nervous in there.

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