Transmigration
Chapter 15's

As the homeroom 11-4 said, the Final Semester will be held soon. Many students therefore go to the library to study, including Maya and Alesya - under the compulsion of the whole class - especially the class president - to go to the library to study together after school.

This should be a learning activity, but Maya expectations are not as beautiful as reality.

Maya massages her pulsating temples, their intention to the library is to study together and everything goes smoothly only until a few minutes before these uninvited people come one by one.

Starting from the chairman of OSIS who suddenly sat next to Alesya who managed to seize attention from the students in the library. Not only that, Viana who was with Darren was sitting next to Maya. When asked Alesya the reason they are here they replied they want to do the work of OSIS. But Maya can't help but be confused. Because what is the use of the OSIS room if they do the work of OSIS here!

Then a few minutes later Alan came and sat down next to Alesya, followed by the Sky. The reason these two are quite similar is that they want to learn. But learn what if they keep glancing towards Alesya, learning about Alesya that is?!

Maya awakens from her daydreams as a loud thumping sound is heard inside the silent vast library as Alesya drops her head on top of the pile of books on the table.

"Gue is dying," Alesya muttered in a weak voice. Ignoring the sharp, deadly gaze of the library guard at him for the umpteenth time.

Alesya doesn't care. His head was already hot as it was burned by alien language writings as well as the FBI codes before him - in fact it was just an English book as well as a math book. His brain had given up on fighting.

It seems that indeed he and the school lessons are not matchmaking, they are not destined to be together. "Sorry school, I can't fight you anymore." Alesya wiped away the tears that had drenched in her eyes. Waving at school lessons for the last time, turn around and walk away. The twilight sky and the blowing beach wind bear witness to the separation of the two of them.

"I'd rather teach you a stone than teach you," Celak Langit, give up teaching Alesya. Just imagine, he had taught the same material for half an hour, but the person he taught never understood.

Alesya glanced sharply at the Sky sitting next to Maya. "Do you mean that?!"

"The reality is so, short." Timpal Alan without diverting his attention from the book he read.

Raising her head, Alesya now turned to look at Alan's bitch, "Don't interfere" he said. "Lagian lo twelfth class is doing here huh?!" Continue with a fairly high intonation. Somehow the limit of Alesya's patience is always at its peak when dealing with Alan.

"It's up to me dong, the ketos can be here." Her bell while glancing at the person she meant who was sitting next to Alesya.

Darren, who feels his name is called just a smile, then returned to work on the OSIS work together with Viana who sat in front of him.

Folding his hands together in front of his chest, Alesya snorted, "Yes Darren's brother is different."

"Lo call him kak why don't I? I'm also your senior," protested Alan did not accept.

"Related."

Exhaling, Maya is tired. Maya looked at the people sitting with her, then spread her gaze around. It turned out that many were looking at their table. It is undeniable that this is a rare occurrence to see five popular students at one table.

Maya's eye bead accidentally meets Viana's netra who seems to be worried staring at the fight between Alesya, Alan and Sky. Who wouldn't worry about their mouths. He added that Alesya never sifted through his words. Just waiting for the time they were kicked out by the library guard.

And sure enough, after a while the library guard came up to their table and looked at them out.

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"Udah no papa, do not be shy come on," Invite the man who knows what his name is while pulling Alesya's hand.

The corner of Alesya's lips twitched at the end of the fake smile she had fitted. Resist anger and anger. Can he kill this man in front of him? He refused this man's invitation for the third time. Yet it seemed that his nonsense was only considered the wind then.

To hell with fixing the reputation, Alesya suda completely lost his patience. Moving her legs, Alesya left just like that to leave the dumbfounded man.

The man stared at Alesya's departure in disbelief. Twice, twice he had already been rejected by Alesya. First when he expresses his feelings at rest and second at this time. He just wants to take this girl he likes home because maybe the reason he was rejected because Alesya did not know him - indeed. His plan had not even begun yet but he had already been rejected again.

"You've been refused, please don't embarrass yourself" whispered Alan in the ears of the man Alesya had just rejected this afternoon. Then walk away following Alesya.

A grin formed on the face of Heaven when he heard what Alan said that was quite tight. The sky held the man's shoulder and squeezed him, then whispered, "Dengerin." Then walk away.

The male netra sat in front of the spectacled netra Darren. He gulped his saliva roughly as Darren looked at him coldly and then left.

"Lo's not their rival, bro, it's sincere,"

The man glanced at the owner of the hand on his shoulder and parried it and walked away just like that. Ignoring the snickering of that guy.

"It can't be that you don't mute" complained Alan. Tired of hearing Alesya's vows and curses along the way.

Stopping her steps, Alesya turned around, then looked at Alan, "As far as I am! My mouth, why do you protest."

Alan said to his chest, "But your voice is the same as my ears, so I protest." Alan lighted, staring back at Alesya.

"Yes already live in closed doang and anyways why do you follow me?"

"Hey, don't be smart, I'm going to the parking lot."

Alesya's face heated up in embarrassment due to a misunderstanding. Alesya cleared her throat trying to hide the shame. In any case since they left the library these three men continue to follow him huh he is not wrong dong if he has that thought? "Give up." Alesya turned around, continuing her footsteps.

But just a few steps, he stopped again when he heard Viana's voice calling out to him. Alesya turned around and found Darren who was already in front of her and immediately hugged her. Because of the sudden movement they both fell and followed by the sound of broken objects.

Alan and the sky immediately approached the two. Followed by Viana in the back.

"Alesya you don't papa?" Darren immediately examined Alesya, but the girl in his arms did not budge as if her soul was not here. Alesya's eyes seemed unfocused staring behind her. Darren followed Alesya's line of sight and found the flowerpot that had fallen down and looked back at Alesya.

But what Alesya saw was not a flower pot but a stage lamp. The stage light that fell on him. Alesya's vision was distorted, the school scene immediately changed into a hall.

So much red in her blurred vision, painting the wooden floor that was supposed to be brown. His heart was beating so hard that it was deafening his ears.

Confusion hit him, he did not understand what happened. Not that he was performing, then suddenly.his head was buzzing painfully as he tried to remember what happened then followed by a great pain all over his body. His vision blurred, then only darkness could be seen.

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The roar of breath sounded so clear, those unfocused eyes glanced in all directions within the room. "This.in the room," muttered Alesya, relief could be heard from her voice as she realized where she was. His heart rate and breath that was not because soon subsided afterwards.

Alesya looked at her hand that was still slightly trembling for a while. Closing his eyes, the glint of the dream he had just experienced flashed through his mind. Alesya had not dreamed of the incident when she was hit by a stage light after she came out of the hospital. Maybe because of this incident this afternoon he again dreamed of it.

But Alesya was grateful that all he dreamed about was when he had the accident, not a dream about the incident or about the person.