Find Me in 1000 Years

Dating

Ken was sitting next to a sweet girl who looked flirtatious to him. But he was restless sitting next to her because the clothes the girl was wearing were too tight with breasts that were too large. He could only imagine what kind of man he was replacing.

Across their table, there were his gangmates sitting back and glancing at Ken while giggling in awe at what he could get. In fact, if asked, he just wanted to give the cheap girl with an innocent face to anyone, his gang members who want to get the girl. It was really sultry with Yukie's behavior.

"Ken, where are your eyes going? Look here dong, honey," said the spoiled girl covering her boyfriend's face. "Would you like another drink? Here I'm pouring the beer."

The girl's style makes Ken dizzy thinking about it but he does not want to live uncomfortable like that. He must be firm. Isn't that what her mother taught her? Struggling to get what you want. "Eh, I'm sorry, but I don't think I want to see you again."

The girl pursed her mouth while putting down the beer glass violently. "Do you have a new boyfriend?" He folded his hands on his chest.

"Eh, that's not ...."

"Lied!"

"Yukes."

The girl immediately cried making the young man even more confused.

"Yukes." Ken closed his eyes. What else should I tell her, ouch .... "Rather than me lying in front of you, I'd better be honest, right?"

The girl is getting worse. Her lips quivered as it held back the cry but her hands moved quickly. Yukie doused Ken's head with a beer.

"Aah!" The young man nodded in surprise. He did not expect the girl to water him soaked, but he was sincere because it was part of the consequences.

The girl leaves him, while the gang friends laugh at him instead. Ken got upset to get out of that bar.

"Eh, Boss ... Boss!" They were chasing the young man.

Ken keeps moving on leaving them.

"Boss, boss, don't be so dong! We're just kidding."

"Yes, just kidding."

"If you're in my shoes, can you laugh?!" hardik the young man.

They all shut up and shut up.

"Now I am busy thinking, the continuation of my school after graduating High School how will it be? I don't want to be a wasted human being, so from now on I want to live seriously. It's up to you guys not to agree anymore, so I can get out of a friendship that's no longer profitable for me." After that Ken left.

"Eh, don't be so dong, boss," said Akibara.

"Yes, Boss. We're friends." said Hideo.

Others agree.

"Well, what the boss wants, we're coming, boss," Hideo continued.

Others agree.

"But tomorrow will be his brawl, boss?"

Instantly, Ken's head was dizzy. Why did he have all these stupid people, not understanding what he had said? "Eh, I have to go first" he said moving away in haste.

"Where are you going, boss?" ask Hideo.

"Search for work, part-time."

"Yes, I've, Boss. Good luck!" Hideo waved his hand.

Huh, sucks! Why can't they get away from me?

The young man walked slowly down the not-so-wide asphalt road. He looked at the small shops there. He stopped for a moment. With a firm heart, he tried to go to a small shop in front of him.

At first it was not easy, but he tried to continue from one store to another. They all refused because Ken had pink hair. He bought black hair dye to apply for a job. Sure enough, he got a job in a restaurant as a waiter.

How nice Ken was to get a job. Every time he went to school, he went to the restaurant to work. His boss was so happy that Ken worked so diligently.

The young man picked up the already full plastic trash and replaced it with a new one. He then tied up the plastic, which was already full, and was taken to the back of the restaurant. There is a place to throw the garbage in a larger container.

"Boss, is it over, boss?"

Ken looked. Hideo and the others came to visit. "What's wrong?"

"So no, boss, the brawl? They've been collecting our promises, boss," Hideo said again.

"Ouch." Ken touched his forehead. "'And I told you, I want to be serious. I want to work no more messing around."

"They're serious, too, boss."

Ken looked at Hideo with a confused face because he no longer knew how to explain that he no longer wanted to take care of the brawl problem. "This is? Can't you, that brawl without me?"

Hideo was silent for a moment. "could. Yeah, aren't you guys?"

Others agree.

Ah, is this me being stupid or them? Why do they quickly agree? Ken patted his friend's shoulder. "Then I trust you all. Just tell me I'm busy so I can't meet the brawl invitation, and you can represent me to this brawl, ok?" He patted his friend's chest.

"Ok, ready."

Then his gang members left.

It turned out to be very easy to throw it away huh, Ken shook his head. He then threw the trash he brought into a larger garbage can.

Fifteen minutes later, he again threw the trash out, but this time someone intercepted him.

"Hey, Ken." A white-haired young man who was erected upwards, greeted him at the back door. He was with 2 other people who had similar hairstyles on his right left.

"Who-who?" the young man was shocked.

"When did you forget about me? You haven't kept your promise, have you?" The white-haired young man brought their faces closer as he spoke.

Ken rounded his eyes as the man's face approached. "What promise?"

The two people who were on the left right of the young man glanced over to bring Ken over.

"Gee!"

Ken is pulled and he looks behind the young man, standing his gang mates, waiting. "Eh, you ...."

"They don't want to because if there's no boss, no exclamation he said," said Hideo who just saw, Ken brought.

Ken was riding a motorcycle somewhere without being able to dodge. His gang friends followed from behind. There was already a group of young men waiting for their arrival.

Then they got together with their respective gangs. They were handing out different weapons. There are knives, wood, iron, and so on.

"Wait!" Ken who got the wood from Hideo stopped this division. "If we know each other, why should we fight?"

"Yes, let's just scream."

"Why not do something else?"

"What?"

Ken tried to think fast. "Help my Grandma in the fields, maybe?"

"You're crazy, aren't you? We're thugs not volunteers!" the white-haired young man snapped his waist.

Ken was a little scared of the fierce-looking young man.

There was a police car siren. Instantly the group of young men threw their luggage to the ground.