Transmigration
Chapter 17's

The bell of the return sign rang, echoing throughout the school. The CPB Highschool students are vying out of their respective classes. But unlike one class, the students were still sitting in their seats, with cold sweat on their foreheads. Waiting anxiously for the results of the Final Semester which also determines they participate in the school event mentioned by their homeroom teacher. 

The classroom was so quiet, only the sound of scraping paper behind by Bu Ria as well as the muttering of the class leader who was ceaselessly praying could be heard. 

Unlike the other anxious students, Alesya's expression was just ordinary. Because he's used to getting bad grades. Although there was little hope in his heart, because he had learned desperately and gave up his time to study rather than reading a novel or watching a movie.

'So KM is heavy too?' Alesya's inner gaze pityed at the man sitting at the very front near the door, unaware if the cause of the 11-4th class president was like that was because of her. 

Ms. Ria cleared her throat slowly, breaking the almost gripping silence in the classroom she was guiding. His netting raked all over the classroom which caused the students to become even more anxious because of the stern expression on their homeroom faces."Ka-a

"BIARIN ALESYA REMEDIAL MA'AM, PLEASE!" 

The sudden cry of the class leader as well as the sound of the chair falling cut through Bu Ria's words, leaving them shocked. They stared in confusion and wonder at the man who was now bowing his body ninety degrees.

"Chairman, I have not finished speaking yet" said Bu Ria firmly while correcting his expression. The class leader immediately apologized and fixed his fallen chair. The other students also looked forward to Bu Ria. 

Pounding once more, Miss Ria looked back at her students. But this time the smile fell on his face, "Congratulations, you all pass, no one fails!"

Hearing that, the class immediately broke out, murmurs and shouts - from the Unbelieving class leader flooding in. 

Ms. Ria knocked on the table, to get the attention of the students. "And for you Alesya," Bu Ria looked at Alesya, then smiled gently, "I am amazed that you have exceeded my expectations. Once again I congratulate you, 11-4th grade."

Once again a happy cheer echoed in the classroom. Miss Ria who witnessed that smiled gently. Alesya's calm expression instantly broke, replaced with an expression of disbelief. He looked at Bu Ria as if asking for confirmation and Bu Ria who noticed it also gave a small nod.

"Yahoo!" Shouted The class leader thundering inside the classroom as soon as Bu Ria came out, immediately lunging at Alesya who had just stood up. His tears were flowing too.  Alesya immediately dodged, as a result of which the class leader fell to the floor. 

"What-EH?!"

Alesya could not finish her words because Silvi and Lulu who also attacked him, making him squashed by the two girls. Followed by his other friends. 

"Lo is so cool!" Seru Silvi and Lulu are also the others. 

"What the hell, you're overdoing it."

"But you're really cool, look from thirty-five to seventeen, up eighteen!" Silvi excitedly pointed to the paper that listed the ranking list on the board. 

"Yes all this is also thanks to Maya, if there is no him I can not get to this position," Alesya explained honestly. If it wasn't for Maya to teach him this week, Alesya was sure he would have failed. Although Alesya complains a lot but Maya is not discouraged. 

Hearing that, they turned their attention to the girl in question. 

"But, You've been working hard Al," Denied Maya with a smile at the end. Refuse all compliments. 

"Tuh Maya said that, you're the faucet Sya"

Alesya couldn't help but be confused by the reactions of her classmates who she thought were overreacting, even defeating the reactions of those who reached the rank. But in the corner of his heart he felt warm. 

A sharp look was directed at Alesya as all the attention was on her, her hands clenched tightly, until her knuckles turned white, 'Ck, dammit.'

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A strong wind blew, hitting the face of a man as he opened the door from the iron. His net caught a figure standing behind him on the rooftop guardrail. He took a deep breath before stepping his foot towards the figure. His hands were sweating coldly due to the creeping nervousness. "Boss," He called slowly as he stopped his steps a few steps away from the figure. 

The figure that he called the Boss turned his head and looked at him, making his heart beat even faster in fear. It was just a look, but it scared him. 

"Go," said the figure, not turning his attention to the papers he had just received.

Hearing that cold voice made him goosebumps. He immediately left the rooftop area. Don't want to make that figure angry. 

Just as he closed the iron door, he was immediately faced with a figure standing before him with a grin adorning his face. He immediately lowered his head and walked down the stairs. 

"Hey!"

His body jolted as the voice with that playful tone touched his ears. Stiffly he looked over with his head still down. "D-yes."

"He was there?"

His head nodded quickly, "I-iya."

"Hmm."

Cold sweat ran down his temple as the man before him hummed. His feeling was immediately unpleasant. 'Damn, I got a problem.'

And sure enough, suddenly a fist landed next to his cheek. Make it go backwards. Fortunately, he immediately held the ladder, otherwise he would have fallen down and fell down the stairs. 'Stupid!' His growl when the heat and pain instantly hit him. 

He immediately looked up at the sharp look of the perpetrator who had just hit him. But he immediately lowered his head back as his eyes intersected with irises that shone wildly. 

Grunting furiously, the man scratched his nape. Then put his hand back in his pants pocket."Ck, sorry yes, because your face makes me swearing," he said indifferently, then turned to face the iron door. "Oh yes prepare my lunch, do not get me wrong again," He continued to warn, then open the iron door. 

Soon he immediately nodded in understanding even though he was invisible to the figure because he had entered the rooftop area.

The man leisurely walked towards the figure standing behind him. "Damn it, fast the wind." Curiously, when his hair blocked his field of view because it was blown by the wind.

As soon as he arrived, the man embraced the neck of the figure who was still focused on reading the words on the paper in his hand."Yo Boss." His friendly greeting was even greeted by sharp delikan from the figure he embraced. 

Singing his lips, the man let go of his hand and chose to lean against the guardrail. "Ck, that's terrible. Pantesan singles mulu," Tirapnya. 

"What's wrong?"

The man immediately smiled broadly, "Gue's going to the bar tonight, come along?"

"No." 

The man's face grew even more sullen when he received an immediate rejection. "Come on Raka, my friend. If there are lo, many girls who are tacky, "Then he told the Black Flame gang leader. It is undeniable that if Raka comes along, many women approach them. Yes who can resist being fascinated by the figure of Raka. 

Instead of answering, the man was even made dumbfounded because Raka even breezed away leaving him. He looked at the missing Raka nanar behind the door. 

His energy seemed to be sucked in for a moment, he weakly leaned his back against the fence, "Huh, alone again I am." He was weak from having to go to the bar alone. 

Suddenly her forehead wrinkled, "Oh yes Viana same Alesya who is it? Ck, it's gonna be just that." The man whispered as he recalled the two names he had accidentally read on the paper that should have been the reports of the development of the investigation about Raka's accident during that night's race, which resulted in Black Flame's defeat. 

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Alesya looked at the house in front of her in awe. Two-story house with a beautiful atmosphere because of the many trees and colorful flowers scattered in the yard. Glanced to the side when his senses catch the sound of splashing water, the net is treated to a fairly large fish pond with a fountain on the edge. Heaven, that's the word that describes this place. 

It turns out that not only the outside is like heaven, inside is also the same. Alesya whistled watching the scene unfold in front of her. "Tear bread," he murmured slowly.