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Kenanga High School Festival

A white sedan car enters the parking lot of Kenanga High School. A car carrying the figure of a young man who looked very luxurious and elegant. The young man got out of his car casually. The young man's smile still looked the same. A smile that made his eyes narrow slightly. Justifying his slightly stiff suit collar, the young man began his first steps into the school grounds. Every single step of his invited dozens of pairs of eyes to see. He's Qean Putrawangsa. Stunned and even amazed by the charisma of the young man, time seemed to slow down on the first day of the School Festival event.

Throughout the opening of the festival, Qean continued to watch Ralin from a distance. There was an unusual gaze that made Ralin inevitably have to look back at the gaze that Qean directed at him. Not budging from the reply of the gaze that lasted long enough, Ralin finally chose to go from where he stood to carry out his duties to spread the event pamphlet in his class.

“ Can I help you? ” Qean put on her trademark smile to Ralin who was quite uncomfortable with the gaze of all eyes that suddenly directed at him. Of course not all of those gazes were on Ralin, almost 95%’nya belongs to Qean that amazes the eyes of the festival visitors.

“ Sure. If you are not busy! ” replied Ralin handed some pamphlets to Qean.

“ Glad to be able to help you, Lin. ” Qean stared in an unusual way while receiving the pamphlet outstretch from Ralin's hands.

“ Good. ” Ralin said firmly.

I don't know what's got into him for a moment. His hearing was completely interrupted by the frenzy that occurred. Especially during the festival begins, the whisper of a raucous voice in his dream continues to interfere with his concentration in carrying out his duties. A lot of bad things popped up in his eyes. His desire was turbulent to be able to let go of all the bad things in his mind. Although sometimes Ralin tried to get rid of his bad thoughts, something in him seemed ready to rebel and take over his consciousness at that moment.

“ You why…. Lin's. ” There was a long pause before finally Ralin was able to answer Qean's question with composure.

“ I hate you. ” her eyes glitter reddish. The mounting anger at his crown made Qean slightly gasp at what he saw.

“ Loe all right, Lin? ” held her shoulder Ralin. There was a different swish churning as soon as the hand was stuck to Ralin's tiny shoulder. “ Looks like you need a break. ”

“ Bang Rassya.

Flicking his sister's head, Rassya passed by leisurely as he spread out the rest of the pamphlet that Ralin had brought.

“ Sorry... I had to go to class. ” he said turning to Qean who was still unmoved from his place after seeing the oddity in Ralin.

“ No problem. My pamphlet has also been shared. ” He showed both his empty hands.

“ Yes.. ”Ralin replied a little awkwardly. “ Enjoy the event that took place. ” his smile looks stiff.

“ Sure! ” she smiles. “ I will definitely enjoy the show.. ” His eyes narrowed for his trademark smile, but behind his narrowed eyes, he glanced sharply around him.

“ Alright, I went to class. ” was not far from the figure of Qean who was still looking at him all the way, Ralin was suddenly startled with the figure of Atlas who hit him. Atlas's back hit Ralin who had just turned away from Qean's gaze behind him.

“ Sorry! Sorry are! ” he said reflexively, finding the annoyed look of Ralin that welcomed him.

“ Where are you going? ” ask Ralin. He was still unable to eliminate the raucous whispers that kept ringing in his ears.

“ Want to take a glass in the room Osis. ” answer cuek mixed with wonder.

He is completely unaware of the existence of Ralin behind him. To feel his presence so close. Shrugging his shoulders, Atlas continued on. Every step he took, his figure always looked at Qean wherever he glanced. Whether by chance or not, to the extent that he tried to shift his eyes, Atlas always caught the figure of Qean there. As before he entered the main building towards the Osis room, Qean was suddenly seen standing in the middle of the school grounds. Though he had just seen the figure on the second floor of his classroom building.

While going down the stairs with a cardboard box containing several serving glasses, Atlas again had to see a figure that he thought was really annoying. Crossing past the young man and passing by without any intention of greeting, Atlas and Qean glanced at each other sharply. Seconds, the cardboard that Atlas was carrying suddenly dropped. Even with the speed he had, the cardboard containing the glass glass still fell and the shards from the glass he carried scattered around where he stood.

“ Strong shield felt in his body. And because of that, he was not affected at all with the other powers. ”

Recalling the story of the past that Andra told about the man from the darkness with his natural shield, Atlas felt a strange air and did not let go of his gaze even from the man who burst out and passed in the middle of the school Festival crowd in the middle of the night.

“ Aow! ” the groaning of a schoolgirl makes Atlas' gaze diverted.

Unaware of the arrival of his five classmates, Atlas scrunched his forehead. One in five schoolgirls who were helping to clean up the broken glass under Atlas's feet were scratched by the broken glass she had picked up. Wounded with fresh blood spilling from her ring finger, the student groaned bitterly. Another friend tried to get a tissue and bandage the wound.

Atlas was riveted by what he saw.

His eyes could not escape from the fingers of the student who poured his fresh blood. Thirst and thirst attacked him instantly. His body and mind lost control. Holding tightly onto the injured student's hand, Atlas was ready to suck the dripping blood. Getting closer to the girl's blood, Atlas completely lost control of herself. Fangs out. His eyes began to sparkle and stared at the nanar.

Staring directly at the figure of Atlas holding his hand, the student stared in shock. Fear emanated from the eyes of the student. The other students who also saw the frightening figure of Atlas, were immediately startled and fell from where they helped. In the end, several pairs of other hands were injured and released more fresh blood. Of the other four students who fell in shock, there was one student who was so afraid that he was scratched by a fragment in his arm. Atlas increasingly lost control of himself from all the smell of fresh blood that surrounded him. Dropping the hand of the student whose finger was scratched, Atlas lunged.

The students who fell were panicked and immediately ran away from Atlas with hysterical cries. The other visitors were shocked. Seeing the figure of Atlas who caught and pounced on the schoolgirls he had chased with a torn wound in the arm, other visitors ran in panic and chaos began to occur at the school festival.

The blood scattered in the school yard more and more, so Atlas targeted the schoolgirl with a torn wound. Ready to suck the blood that flows on the hands of the schoolgirl, Atlas' head was held a few inches from the wound of the poor schoolgirl.

“ Atlas! ” Andra darted quickly to see the atmosphere happening and held Atlas' shoulders firmly amidst the chaos of the ongoing Festival event.

Atlas brushed off the hand and again tried to suck the blood of the girl he had grabbed. Andra's hand moved quickly locking Atlas' neck. Keeping Atlas' body away from the student who had been suffocating from fear, Andra was silent with all the gazes leading to him and Atlas. The look of fear is clearly visible from all pairs of eyes of visitors of the first day's School Festival.

Andra really remembered that she had stopped the time around him when he would approach and help Atlas. Rebellious and released from the lock of Andra's neck, Atlas lunged at the crowd around him. Things are getting messy. Andra's concentration in stopping time control always fails because of Atlas' completely uncontrollable figure.

Intending to stop time by offsetting Atlas' speed, Andra senses that another force is preventing him from doing so. Amidst the growing uproar, Andra immediately gets reinforcements from Nathan by taking Atlas consciousness from his body.

As quickly as he could, Andra tried to find another power figure who again thwarted his action to stop time amid the excitement of the festival event. Flicking his finger once more, Andra's figure caught another figure darting away and moved back in time. Not wanting the action to be thwarted again, Andra darted and lunged towards the crowd who were running around in panic.

There. Right at the end of the lunge, the figure of Ralin was standing and looking at him slowly.

A swish of horror filled his body space. His eyes winked at the figure he knew was charging rapidly towards him like a wild beast. As if ready to pounce and finish himself off, Ralin shouted hysterically. His body until he bowed so strongly to the cry he let out. Not the terrified scream that Ralin let out. But Ralin was trying to keep away the hoarse whisper in the ear that asked him to kill the figure of Andra who was crashing towards him.

The whisper disappeared along with the cessation of time around Ralin. Trying to regulate her self-control, Ralin slowly awakened her downcast body. Time around him stopped. Of so many mannequins from people frozen in time that Andra had stopped, he looked ahead of him. Watching Andra who darted and disappeared behind the Kenanga tree in the school parking lot with Nathan's figure who carried Atlas in his trunk.

Glued with his gaze towards Andra's figure, a black shadow darted behind Ralin without him noticing.

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