Yussa Traba
What an interesting class

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

Yussa sighed, continuing his journey towards the Headmaster's room, with David continuing to follow.

"Hey, you're the new kid, right?" Ask David to Yussa. "Known, the name of David's cave," he said as he asked shaking hands.

Yussa was not very responsive to David and simply walked on without answering him. They finally reached the door of the Headmaster's room.

Yussa entered the Headmaster's room without further ado, and it was clear that the Headmaster who had calmed down had started to sweat coldly. This sight did not escape Yussa's keen attention.

The Headmaster tried to maintain calm. "You're Yussa, aren't you?" asked the Headmaster in a trembling voice.

Yussa nodded. "What class am I in?" Yussa Asked the Principal.

Next to the open door, listen carefully to the conversation,

The Headmaster took a deep breath before replying, "You were placed in the 12-B class, Yussa. Welcome to our school."

"All right" Yussa's response was brief.

The Headmaster tried to smile despite looking nervous. "May you adapt well to this school."

Yussa nodded and casually moved from the chair in front of the headmaster to the comfortable sofa in the corner of the room.

Meanwhile, David was shocked. "He was in our class" he murmured inwardly. "I have to tell everything" he added inwardly as he walked towards his class.

Yussa sat down casually, reading a book nearby. The headmaster constantly let out cold sweat while silently watching Yussa from the corner of his eyes.

The tension within the room was increasingly felt, creating an extremely tense atmosphere.

A moment passed, the school bell finally rang, announcing the start of the lesson day.

The handsome 12-B grade guardian, Kafi, arrives in the principal's room. With such neat clothes, she looked much younger than her actual age. Kafi looked at Yussa with respect. "Good morning," Kafi greeted politely.

Yussa was feeling a little annoyed. "Hey, don't be like that, just think of me as an ordinary disciple," Yussa said firmly. "You're here to pick me up, aren't you?" he continued, muttering his dissatisfaction.

Kafi nodded and replied, "Right, let's go to class."

Yussa grabbed his bag and followed Kafi. They walked through the crowded school halls.

Finally, they arrived at the doorstep of the 12-B class. Kafi opened the door and said a greeting, which was answered by all the students in the class.

Kafi gave the introduction, "Kids, today we have a new student in our class."

David, from the back seat, immediately recognized her, "His name is Yussa, right?"

Kafi nodded with doubt. "Yes," he said. "Please come in, Yussa."

Yussa entered the room with a good-looking attitude, leaving the women in the class instantly mesmerized. They could not help but cheer and admire her fondness.

Yussa introduced himself emphatically, "My name is Yussa Traba, I'm 17 years old, and I have no hobbies."

Yussa looked around the classroom and was surprised. "Woman at the red light?" he murmured in the heart. "He's in this class?!" he added in his heart, while feeling this class will definitely be more interesting.