The Prince Charming System

The Prince Charming System
With Ian (Awas Baper )


Vaguely Chloe smelled a very pungent aroma of cooking. The girl slowly opened her eyes revealing her blue Netra. Excessive dizziness can still be felt by Chloe.


The first thing caught by Netraya was the ceiling of the room which was ivory white, Realizing that he was currently in his own room. Chloe tried to get up, leaning her back against the bed rest. Her eyes look a little cute.


Chloe turned her head to pay attention to the surroundings, Looking for a Holy that was nowhere in place. Netra finds Holy sleeping on a trophy shelf, It's just that all the trophies and favorite items of one of the main male characters are lost somewhere.


THE CLUCK!


Chloe's attention was distracted, staring at the open door of the room revealed a young man with a red streak. She holds a tray with a bowl and a glass of milk on it, Approaching Chloe with quiet steps.


"Don't you take me home?"


"Yes," Ian put the tray on the nightstand.


"How do you know my home address?"


"Please ask the principal,"


"Huh!?" Chloe was confused, The feeling she never told anyone her home address. Well, even though what Ian said was true, too.


Ian took out a glass of milk on the tray, thrusting it at Chloe with his flat expression.


"Drink!"


Chloe stared doubtfully, Still not reaching for the glass. But Ian's intimidating red Netra gaze made the girl grab him immediately. Drink half of the milk.


He immediately put back his glass on the nightstand, letting himself be quiet for a while. While Ian sat on the side of the mattress, while waiting for the reaction of the milk that Chloe drank worked.


They were silent to each other in silence, Blue Netra Chloe glanced at the bowl filled with porridge on the nightstand. It seemed that the young man in red had just finished cooking.


"You cooked that porridge?" Chloe asked breaking the silence, Pointing the bowl with her chin.


"Yes, don't eat it now!" Ian took the light novel next to him, I don't know when it was taken. Read the novel in silence.


While Chloe nodded in understanding, They again dissolved in silence. Before long the girl felt nausea in her stomach, She suddenly held her stomach and covered her mouth with her right hand, Her face turned deathly pale.


Hurry Chloe gets out of bed, towards her bathroom quickly passes Ian.


BLAM!


THE CLUCK!


The two voices distract the young man from his novel, gazing at the tightly shut bathroom door. There was no sound of water flowing from the bathroom.


"Hm.the poison has come out as it turns out," Ian thought flatly, Back to the focus of reading his novel.


THE CLUCK!


The bathroom door opened showing Chloe's expression that looked pale, The girl's step was seen staggering to hold her heavy weight so as not to fall. Slowly Chloe returned to her bed, wanting to ease the dizziness that was still attacking.


Ian quietly noticed Chloe's behavior which seemed a bit difficult to walk, with Ian immediately closed his novel book and put it on the nightstand. The young man approached Chloe, Without warning, holding the small body of Chloe ala Bridal Style with a flat expression towards the mattress.


"Oi! What are you doing! Lower me!" Chloe was of course shocked by Ian's sudden movement without warning. So unwilling to fall, Chloe unconsciously gripped the young man's arm tightly.


Ian ignored Chloe's protest, calmly walking towards the bed. Even Chloe rebelled. Chloe was upset, hitting the young man's shoulder a little. His energy is rather weak because it expels all the contents of his stomach.


"Say I'll put me down!" Chloe's still rebelling pissed off.


BBRUKK!


Suddenly Ian threw Chloe's body in the bed, making the girl grimace. Swiping his back that had hit the back of the bed.


"Ouch! Sick woi!" Chloe was still grimacing while rubbing her back.


"You said you wanted to get down" said Ian flatly, Sitting quietly on the side of the bed without feeling guilty at all.


"Yes, but not everything. What do you think I'm stuff!?" The girl protested, She took a pillow and put it behind her back as a backrest because now her head is back pulsating dizzy.


Ian just kept quiet no more, He took a bowl of porridge that was already a bit cold on the nightstand. He thrust it right in front of the girl.


"Eat!"


With a bent face, heavy-hearted Chloe grabbed the bowl of porridge. Eat it slowly with a spoon that is already available. Occasionally his blue Netra glanced at Ian who was back reading the light novel on the side of the mattress.


"When did you get to cook? Your cooking is no less delicious than my mother's cooking used to be," Chloe asked as she looked at Ian, occasionally munching on his porridge.


Ian was still silent for a moment, seemingly thinking about something. "Since my mother's been sick,"


"Your mother's sick!? Ah, I'm sorry to ask you something bad,"


Ian went back to silence not saying Chloe, he closed the book. Get up from the seat, approach the balcony in Chloe's room. Looking at the afternoon sky that will soon change night.


"My mom's hurting hard, trying to fight her pain for years. From then on I began to learn to do all the housework alone so as not to burden my mother," Ian looked up at the afternoon sky blankly, Holding the balcony divider with his hands.


"Until my mother was called to God, leaving me alone in loneliness and emptiness. As for my father, he's gone by the time I'm 10 years old" Ian concluded. Still quiet not flinching on the balcony.


Chloe quietly listened to Ian's story, It's only right when Chloe drove the young man to his home address. Ian's house was so quiet and silent as if there were no inhabitants. Apparently that's why Ian now lives alone.


"Dan, come here,"


Feeling called Ian turned his head slowly, Approaching Chloe with an unfathomable expression. Sitting on the side of the mattress while looking at Netra blue the girl.


"What?"


"I have a spell to make your grief disappear" Chloe smiled broadly.


Ian simply furrowed his brows in wonder, Not understanding what Chloe wanted to do without even saying. Before long Chloe reached out her hand, gently stroked Ian's black mane and began to sing.


"Sad~Sadih~Go~ Let Him be happy~,"


A momentarily stunned Ian felt familiar with Chloe's singing, Staring fixedly at Chloe's blue Netra. Noticing the girl's wide smile, the rub in her hair was left temporarily. Although the young man's expression remained flat, but he did not mind Chloe wiping her black hair.


Then Ian grabbed Chloe's hand that was in her hair, lowered it slowly without letting go of the handle. Small grunt.


"What kind of spell is that!?"


"Hehehe, this is a spell of sadness. I used to sing it to my childhood best friend when she was sad or crying" Chloe chuckled softly, What she meant was her childhood best friend Ian in the real world.


"Sad, Boy," Ian released his handrails from Chloe's hand.


"Hey! This spell is powerful tau! The proof is that your attitude is back to how it was," Chloe ruffled her waist with a scowled expression, Not accepting her song of childishness.


Ian turned his flat face away. He admitted that Chloe's abal-abal song had made some of his sadness disappear. The young man looked back at Chloe.


The blue sea netra that had made Ian momentarily stunned, Staring deeply at the reflection of his own shadow in Chloe's blue Netra.


The young man surnamed Maxwell slowly advanced his face until his forehead met Chloe's forehead. Looking closer at the blue Netra. Trying to check the girl's body temperature.


Chloe was a little jolted, Nervousness suddenly appeared within her as Ian's face that was so close to their forehead stuck together like this and stared at each other. His heart was beating twice as much as before.


"It looks like your face isn't pale anymore, but why is your face flushed?" Ian said flatly, They are still in the same position without a single one moving.


"How come my face is not flushed, Your face is too close Ian stupid!" Maki Chloe inwardly, Don't want to answer Ian's question.


For a moment they were still silent in their respective positions, Until finally Ian rewinded his face still staring at Chloe's blushing face, The girl with blue eyes looked down not wanting to look at Ian's red Netra lingered.


Ian sighed, His right hand raised into the air. Till.....


CTAK!


"Akhs...My forehead!" Chloe was hysterical with a pain-bearing expression, wiping her forehead that was the target of Ian's flick.


"Don't think strangely, I'm not interested in you," said Ian coldly + flat. He climbed up from his seat, carrying Light his beloved novel.


"Just kid! Who thinks strange! You're a freak, I'm not interested in you either!" Reply Chloe, Protest while still wiping her forehead slightly flushed due to a flick from Ian that is rather tight.


Ian ignored Chloe's protest, he grabbed the girl's doorknob. Opening her up slowly, before leaving she turned to Chloe.


"Don't forget to lock your door, I have to go home now,"


"Hm...You don't eat first? I'll cook quickly, '" Chloe wants to get out of bed, but Ian's voice stops her.


"No need! Maybe next time, I'm in a hurry,"


"Oh, Alright. Be careful on the road,"


"Hm,"


Ian just stared flat at Chloe for a moment and walked out of the girl's room.


BLAM!


Chloe's alone now, and Chloe's carefully getting out of bed. Heading to the balcony and closing the door.


He immediately rushed out of the room to the kitchen.


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A piece of paper stuck right in front of the refrigerator door, Chloe grabbed the paper and read it.


...I've been cooking food for you, it's in the fridge. You just heat it up. Take care of your health and don't get sick, you'll only make me bother if I get sick again....


^^Ian Maxwell^^


Chloe involuntarily smiled, Although the letter contained a sarcasm, Chloe felt that Ian actually cared about her.


"Hehehe, you shitty guy," Chloe muttered softly as she chuckled.


He opens the refrigerator door and finds Ian cooking, but Chloe is happy to heat up the cooking because she is hungry.


"Thank you Ian, you care about me as well as it turns out," thought Chloe still smiling happily.


TB