
A person who was waiting for his presence from the front of the classroom finally entered, with a sweet smile still perched on those red lips. He sat down while playing his phone. He seemed to not care about me as he always did, and not a single word came out of his mouth.
"Wi, who was that girl? Your boyfriend, right?" Ask me sorry.
"No, just a friend." Briefly answered.
"What class?"
"Next."
"Beautiful right?" My statement.
"Hmmm..."
"You like it Wi?" His eyes glared at me sharply.
"If so, why? This is none of your business! Take care of your dear brother. He said big brother but in fact what's your boyfriend!" He was full of strength, he came out of class.
"Wi? He's my brother, "I'll take his hand.
"Tell me no!" He threw my hand.
One day he did not enter class. The teacher asked a class. They answered,
"He's truant, ma'am, isn't he?" The answer from one of my friends just made me angry.
I just stared lazily, and kept thinking about it that there was no news. Should I always be like this? Makes me doubt if I finally get sick of his cold attitude, even though he has returned later to class. Hm...
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The break hour arrived. I'm alone at the cafeteria table. Eating that food I don't want, sick and want to go home quickly. A man who was quite charming and charming sat in front of me, looking at me with the look in his eyes. I bowed in shame, and instead threw away his gaze. Until some of the women in the group over there were whispering. The funny thing was, it sounded right up to my desk.
"Look at the new boy! Still just got really good-natured, close to Yoon Seon again."
"You're a narcissist too?"
"Yes," said that.
"That's mine first!"
"Ih... What a jah,"
The skip ***
Pursuing each other, because of the handsome man before me at this time. Indeed, if women have gathered together and discussed a handsome man is very noisy. He took me to the back garden of the school. And start the first interaction.
"You're Zahra Afifah who's a rock child of class XI, near the cafeteria isn't it?" I answered with embarrassment.
"Oh yes, Song Yoon Seon imnidda," He stuck out his hand.
"Zahra Afifah imnidda." I only responded by closing my palms together.
"My class's on the other end, class XII."
"Yes, brother."
"Can we learn the same? A lot of people say you're smart?"
"No!"
"Have not gone down, tomorrow I pick up after the lesson ends ok." I was just sitting limp on the park bench that was located there.
Not that I refused, but he was the one who almost became the idol of one school. Might? I'll get hit. That good looks that captivate the Eve are bound by her identity. I don't know what made him want to study with me. It still forces what can be done this is a plan that surprises someone. Picking up everything, would be a not so believable exposure.
For this I am actually embarrassed to be with this very handsome and charismatic upperclassman. After all he was very cold with every woman. That's why many women like their appearance. Bak as prince only.