IF YOU ARE A FOOL

Behind the Fuck

Johan POVs

This girl really makes me impatient. Can't wait to snap his head 😁

either he really didn't know or pretended not to avoid, as he had before.

Or they don't know and never do. Well, as you know, he never got into a relationship with a guy during High School. Not because no one ever glanced at him, but yes so. Just a smile and then gone.

Apparently I had to work hard to make him understand without misunderstanding. Instead of a lot of wasted time and convoluted, I immediately explain starting from A to Z (have been impatient to know his response)

"starting from the first day of entering a new teaching, I see you, I feel something interesting with you. Until then I asked to change positions to become the sister tutor in your class.

I purposely made your name with that nickname, so that it is more memorable and not forgotten until the Student Orientation Mass. I didn't think I'd keep up during our meeting in MOS.

But I didn't dare approach you, because I knew you never wanted to be approached.

But I didn't give up either, I kept flirting, and I sent a letter. Because I know you must have heard, and with that letter you must have read. Because, if I said directly it would definitely not happen, you would definitely stay away.

Lucky again you signed up for OSIS, there is a great opportunity to approach you, I thought. Even I urge Mr. Rizal (OSIS advisor as well as my om) to put us in the same management.

Turns out I was wrong, I still couldn't get close to you. You always smile and then leave. But that, that's what makes me even more challenged. Your smile is unforgettable. Back then the only thing I could do was tease you with my jokes. People are entertained, including you who become smiling, considering your smile is expensive. Seduced first just want to smile, continue to go dewh while blushing embarrassed. Your smile is a question mark for me.

But that does not make me so restless....., restless being stabbed first (so I sometimes fall silent, look at his face, let's not suppose I'm telling a story, ntr was left asleep again)

Until 1 year passed and I had to refocus on 3rd grade. I just observe you, occasionally pay attention, sometimes also find out if you already have a bustle.

And it turns out it's still the same, I think relieved.

I can take the exam calmly.

(spontaneously he turned towards me. I intentionally did not, but never. Just want to know his expression. I kept not hearing.I said what.

Before he could comment, I continued my explanation.

Now that my exams are over, I just have to wait for the results. I even waited for the day to leave school. This time I want to get a response from you, about my actions all this time.

Can we be closer friends? special friend, friend but friendly, girlfriend so. (back I lyrics to him, what kind of face he heard the sentence I just said).

Papa will continue s2 in Singapore, mama will participate to help papa business there. Because I'm an only child, so we plan to move to Singapore.

You may be surprised by my statement. I won't ask for your response right now, this one will be asar as well. Later after the graduation announcement, I'm asking for an answer from you.

Maybe you're hungry now, let's eat"

That sentence was the closing of my conversation. Since it was almost late in the afternoon, I myself was also starting to feel hungry.

This time he walked behind me, maybe he was still shocked or embarrassed or something.

I also did not dare to hold her hand.

I invited him to eat at the meatball stall behind the school, he refused because he was always crowded at the time of returning to school, now it must have been quiet.

As soon as we reached the back gate, it turned out that his three friends were still faithfully waiting. This time they were waiting at the meatballs. Straight away we eat, he joined his three friends, while I. sit alone 😢.

I wait until the car invites him to come, then I go home, because I'm used to bringing my own motorbike to school. Even if I offered him to drop me off, he would refuse.