Yussa Traba
New School

The next morning, in Yussa's room. Yussa was busy tidying up his clothes.

"Why do I still have to go to school?" grunts in the heart.

"Young Master, you're almost too late," the voice of someone from outside the door warned him.

"Yes, yes, just a minute" Yussa said as he picked up his bag.

He opened the door of the room and there, he found a bald man with his whole body covered in tattoos and wearing a neat suit.

"Come," Yussa said as he walked away.

The tattooed bald man just kept silent, looking at Yussa with a mysterious look.

Yussa finally stopped and looked back. "What's wrong?" yussa asked the tattooed bald man.

The tattooed bald man smiled widely. "You're transferring schools, aren't you?" said it.

"Yes," Yussa replied. "Is there anything else you want to say?" continued.

"You didn't forget me, did you?" said the tattooed bald man.

Yussa sighed and continued his steps towards the stairs. "I won't forget you, Aril" Yussa said. "We meet often, almost every day" he added.

The tattooed bald man smiled. "Sure, you have to keep remembering me" Aril said.

They both went to the car garage and went to school by car.

In the car, Yussa suddenly calls Aril's name from the back seat.

"Yes?" aril answered without looking back.

Yussa switched to Aril's side seat. "You're strong, right?" ask Yussa.

Aril smiled proudly. "Of course" replied Aril. "If anyone bothers you, just tell me" he continued.

Yussa pondered for a moment. "What if what's bothering me is my dad?" yussa asked Aril.

Aril pondered for a moment and then hesitantly replied, "If it's the Chairman, I don't dare to interfere."

Yussa laughed at Aril's expression. Aril laughed when he heard Yussa laughing.

After a while, they almost reached school.

"Just stop here" Yussa told Aril.

"What's wrong? It's a long way from school" Aril told Yussa. "Are you uncomfortable with me?" aril continued with a panicked face.

"No, I'm comfortable" Yussa said. "Only, I don't want to be too flashy as a rich kid" he continued.

As Yussa was about to cross at the red light, he saw a short woman next to him who was also about to cross.

"Dek, if you want to cross, it's better for you as a brother," said Yussa.

The woman looked confused, while Yussa looked at the uniform of the woman.

Yussa. "He's High School?" he murmured in the heart. "He's really short" he added inwardly.

Yussa smiled. "I'm sorry, I think you're still Junior High" Yussa said gently.

The woman smiled. "No problem, it's normal" said the woman.

"It's so sweet" Yussa thought. "If only we had one school" he continued in his heart.

The red light turned green, and Yussa and the woman crossed together.

The two of them walked in the same direction, and finally, Yussa arrived at his new school.

"This is my new school" Yussa told himself.

The woman went into the school.

Yussa. "That woman, she also goes to school here?" he murmured in the heart.

Yussa entered the school and asked someone there where the principal's office was located, then headed there.

While heading for the principal's room, Yussa notices his new school environment.

"This school is not very good" he murmured.

A split-haired man was hearing Yussa's comments and approached.

"Hey," called the middle-haired man while holding Yussa's shoulder.

Yussa turned his head and looked annoyed. "What's wrong?" ask her furiously.

"You're saying this school isn't good?" ask the middle-haired man.

Yussa removed the man's hand from his shoulder and walked away without answering.

"Take back your words" said the middle-haired man. "This is an elite school" he continued.

"Pft, that's what makes this school not good" Yussa said as he continued walking. "This may be an elite school, but the neighborhood is like a regular school" he continued.

"But in ordinary schools there are not many beautiful women, like in this school!" shouted the middle-haired man confidently.