The Love Story of Grey Time
2. what bad luck?

Felicia patted both hands, and convinced herself that she could not possibly meet the man she had just met and immediately expressed love.

"Aha .. yes so, impossible and impossible, hehehehe," murmured Felicia with a terrible smile.

Then suddenly there was a person who pulled a chair beside Felicia, who would become his stool friend.

"Hi .. greetings," Felicia greeted with a warm smile, without seeing the person's face.

But suddenly Felicia was silent and stunned when she saw who would become her stool friend. It turned out to be the man she had just met a few minutes ago, while telling her love.

"Eh .." The man also looked awkward.

Felicia turned her head towards the window, and tried to hide her face with her long hair.

'huh! no!' no!' felicia screams in the heart.

While the other students were busy talking and introducing themselves to one of their benches.

"What club are you in?" ask students to their benchmates

"Club football,"

"Eh, we're the same."

"You want to go to a football club together?"

"Okay" replied the other student

"Where are you from Junior High?" ask a student to his stool friend.

"I'm from Nusantara Bangsa Junior High School,"

"Oh, cool. I'm from BPK high school."

"Well, it just so happens that one of my friends is at school there,"

"Oh, really? Oh well can I have your phone number?"

"By, 0838989898989."

"Okay I save well, I'll call you later. After we go home from school." said the student.

But unlike Felicia, he just kept silent while enduring the awkwardness and embarrassment. Likewise with the man, he was silent only a thousand languages.

The man turned his face while covering his mouth, while Felicia looked at the window with her pale face.

'My wonderful SMK period ended just like that, huaah.' Inner Felicia cried.

A very tall and handsome man, also cool into the classroom. Instantly all the students fell silent, all looking at the handsome black-clothed man.

The man also entered the classroom with his face that seemed cold and indifferent.

"Everyone, back to their own place!" the man orders, with his flat face.

Yet all the students were still fixated, looking at the scene before him. All the students were so envious of the good looks of the man currently in front of him.

While the students were stunned by the man's good looks, although cold and seemed arrogant and arrogant, but it did not reduce the impression of cool and good looks of the man.

"Include me, I'm your homeroom teacher" said the man.

"You can call me Mr. Hans" he continued.

"Now, let's get to know each other first" he said.

All the students were still stunned by the man's good looks, they were still in a place with a standing state while staring in admiration.

But Mr. Hans ignored the gazes of his students, he stared at them with his flat face.

"Start from the row near the window, stand up!" mr's orders. Hans.

"Ah ... forbidden love of teachers and students," there was a commotion of other students.

"Don't look at GR, Mr. Hans looked at me first" said another.

"Well, the teacher looked at me."

The commotion continued to be heard in the 10D class, women and men continued to argue about the good looks of the teacher's face.

But in contrast to a pair in the corner, which is now silent and avert each other's eyes. Who else if not Felicia and her stoolmates.

"Ah, i-it's Mr. Hans. The student next to me is nosebleed," said one of the students while pointing at the student next to him.

Mr. Hans was silent, he was completely made emotional by his new protege. He could only stare intently at the screaming student.

Seen students who were looked at by Mr. Hans was so panicked, and nervous. He stood up straight, cold sweat started pouring down his face.

'Oh, how is this!' the student opens his mouth wide.

Mr. Hans averted his gaze and looked at the schoolgirl who blushed in embarrassment.

"You" said Mr. Hans was brief with a flat expression.

The girl was getting flushed at Mr. Hans asked the girl, the schoolgirl turned her gaze then glanced at him for a moment.

Mr. Hans could only shut up, and was increasingly upset by his students. Since the student speaks only a thousand languages, Mr. Hans steps forward. Now the girl lowered her head, and Mr. Hans asked her again clearly.

"Don't be nervous, just introduce yourself" said Mr. Hans.

"I ... I .. I ..." answered the girl stammeringly.

But the next second, the girl looked up at her face and looked at Mr. Hans.

"80,62,82 ... My body size!" connect the girl with a loud voice, and her red face blushes.

Mr. Hans who heard the reply got more and more emotional, he showed his cold face.

'Is this the introduction to self today? It seems like it is me who is old, there are many ~~~~ generational differences.' Inner Mr Hans.

Mr. Hans continued his footsteps regardless of the student.

"Ok sit down" said Mr. Hans, in a cranky tone.

"Eh ... But I'm not done yet" said the student in a disappointed tone.

Mr. Hans was upset, he stopped at the next table.

'What do you still need to say?' inner Mr. Hans, with his gloomy facial expression.

"Next," said Mr. Hans.

'But I have not expressed my feelings for you Mr.' The inner student with a face full of disappointment, looks blush when he sees the handsome face of the teacher.

The various strange styles of students in the class, and their open nature and at will.

Now Mr. Hans was just sitting in the middle of the seats of the students, he was really upset but as much as he could bear.

Now it's a student's turn with a towering hairstyle, along with round glasses, "i want to be a researcher" the student said aloud.

While on another bench, there was a schoolgirl whose face was red. She kept staring at another student, who had short hair with her sharp eyes. 'Come, the same woman, who has the same hobbies as me, ' the inner girl.

Mr. Hans stared at the girl who was looking at him sharply, looking as if the girl was giving off so much black energy. And I don't know what he muttered earlier, Mr. Hans felt uncomfortable to continue to be looked at so.

'Gosh, am I cursed?' inner Mr. Hans, with sweat pouring out.

Suddenly the student sitting beside the girl stood up, with her face full of light and confidence. 'Situations like this, let me just solve.' the man's inner self.

"Include my name Rendra, I've always been the class president since I was Kindergarten to SD" he said aloud.

"Thus ... I hope I can also be the class president here" he continued, with a beaming face.

"In my experience, the head of that class must be a ..." continued with a long, unrelenting ramble.