Cassandra Loving
Cassandra Idol
Ditto with sharp eyes and a pretty handsome face was staring at Pras with a rather bold gaze.
Maybe because he considered Ditto judging Pras was a fairly young teacher, then he could be a bit relaxed.
Outside of that, Ditto is indeed a bit stubborn at school. Captain of the basketball team.
"Mmm, yes I am Tyo. Teacher eskul music. I forgot to enter Cassandra's number in the children's group. So he did not know that the first session of the meeting was postponed. He was already here and helped me clean up. Isn't that Cassandra?" pras said with a pleading gaze.
Cassandra nodded weakly. Want him not to agree. He didn't want to make Ditto suspicious.
"Sir, can I still join the list?" Ditto was immediately enthusiastic and stared at Cassandra meaningfully.
Apparently Ditto's suspicion of seeing Pras holding Cassandra's hand when she fell to the floor was immediately lost. Ditto was actually interested in something else, namely joining this eskul.
Ditto's goal is clear: let's often meet Cassandra who has repeatedly rejected her love.
Cassandra immediately shook her head quickly.
"Udah closed registration. Full already. Isn't that right, sir? Anyway why the hell you To enter eskul here. Where can I sing, play music. By the way false," Cassandra replied with a ketus.
Pras just grinned. He became even more convinced that Ditto's love for Cassandra clapped one hand. It was obvious how upset Cassandra was about this guy.
"It can still be. You saw it in the mading, yeah. I just posted this morning his announcement. There's my number there. You chat later and I'll give you the form to fill out." Pras obviously can't lie. The teacher's position is here. Cook he said the registration closes only because he obeyed the code from Cassandra.
Cassandra glanced at Pras with an increasingly difficult gaze hiding her hatred. He felt Pras was intentionally working on it.
"Well. Okay, I'll fill out the form, sir. Cassandra, we'll meet often without you being able to avoid it again. Don't block my number anymore, either. We'll have a group chat on eskul music. Isn't that right, Mr Tyo?
I want to go back to training. Looking for a coach again. Cassandra Dahh. Excuse me, sir." Ditto laughed happily and then left.
Pras held back a laugh when he saw Cassandra's red face go out.
Just Cassandra and Pras in this soundproof room.
Pras looked grinning as soon as he saw Cassandra's response getting upset at him. Cassandra stared with a raining gaze and grew cynical.
"He has a crush on you, huh? Ganteng. But how old is it at most. Younger than you definitely are. You're 20 this year, aren't you?" Pras was more and more bold to speak casually to Cassandra .
Cassandra grunted annoyedly.
"Oh so you know the info about me. To know how old I am..."
"You also find out about me. That's what you love to see on the internet."
Both of them looked at with their eyes lit up. The first debate at the first meeting was equally heated.
Still standing, Cassandra folded her hands to her chest and threw away her face.
Pras feels like winning. Yes or at least the same.
"You don't tell me I'm freak because I'm applying to be a teacher at your school. It's a triple idea. Me, my papa, your papa. It's because you refused to meet me.
Listen yes, Cassandra. I know you don't want this matchmaking plan. Me also. But we both know that we can't refuse.
So you enjoy it. This past year I will be watching you at school and keep you from guys like Ditto. So, if you dismantle my identity, automatically our relationship will spread.
You want to do it? No, right? So please, just work together. You can profit because I take care and can learn music. I can carry out my papa duties as your papa to take care of you until graduation. I heard the story from the first class you always find a way to let in-DO."
Pras spoke at length without Cassandra being evasive. The vow! Cassandra's face was red withstanding anger.
"You're even a business school graduate. Where do you know about music! They will be discovered for a long time." Cassandra sneered while still folding her hands to her chest. He felt he had just made Pras die of lice.
Pras reacted otherwise. He laughed softly as he opened his phone. He showed Cassandra something that made the girl cover her mouth with her hands.
Pras smiled wider.
Cassandra's eyes widened.
What did Cassandra see on Pras' phone?
***
Understandably they are so familiar because they have been friends since Junior High.
Hugo has only become famous in recent years along the way to become a musician.
Trying to pit his luck at the talent competition, he was kicked out in the round of 10. Solo career is not how successful, until finally through his work to become a vocalist BighHigh is he famous.
Pras knows Cassandra likes BigHigh, especially Hugo, from her social media posts. He called Hugo that day and made an appointment.
"This is a picture of us when the band first. What the hell are you doing? The CEO wants to make a biography of his youth." Hugo laughed and then turned off his cigarette as soon as he saw the sign of no smoking on the wall of the outdoor-themed cafe.
Big names and popularity clearly demand Hugo to be careful acting in this kind of public place. His face can be recognized and if photographed secretly doing the no-no, it runs out to be a gossip meal.
Pras takes an old photo album that Hugo just threw at the table.
"There's a point. You want to know." Pras checked the contents and smiled happily when he saw his face in the photo. Near Hugo and friends.
Hugo examined the face of his old friend with frowning eyebrows. The one who was seen unconsciously and just smiling himself just looked at the photo.
"I may not be a music school graduate. But I'm autodidact. Here look. You know Hugo, right? He was my bandmate in High School and college. I'm just in business school because of the demands of my parents."
That's the plan of the sentence he'll tell Cassandra if caught later.
And yes, on the first day he went on a mission, he was immediately discovered.
***
"It's Hugo?" Cassandra's eyes were round in surprise.
Yep! Hugo is his idol.
In addition to her talent, her voice is unique, Cassandra obviously likes Hugo because of his face.
Manly, rebel, bad boy, and cool.
In short, Hugo was his type!
"Yes, it's Hugo. And it's me. Look who's wearing glasses!" Pras sounded proud while showing a photo on his phone that he showed Cassandra.
Cassandra doesn't care about Pras's photos. He looked at the photo of Hugo who was handsome in High School.
"Cassandra?" Pras held a smile as the girl who a few minutes ago stared ferociously at him turned sweet like a cat.
"Mazier..."
Pras calls again but Cassandra doesn't respond.
Hugo's charm in the photo makes him mute and suddenly deaf.
Ah, let's not make the wrong decision to use tricks as 'friends Hugo' to approach Cassandra.
But if not in that way, what other way. Pras was suddenly confused by this decision.
Cassandra clearly thinks of Hugo as her idol. Hugo most considered Cassandra a fan if introduced later.
Cassandra is beautiful...
Hugo's play boy rancid...
Pras spontaneously pulled his phone out of sight Cassandra said and made the girl stare disappointedly at him.
CONNECT ...
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