Love The Short Girl

Love The Short Girl
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Agara stared fixed orange-colored dining box that was again found on his table.


The girl who sent me the lunchbox every morning, as if not tired or thinking of stopping her action. Although he had several times himself did not eat the contents of the lunch box.


But a girl like her doesn't want to understand.


Breeze breeze breeze hit Agara. Now he is sitting relaxed under a shady tree near the lake.


That place has always been her escape at this school.


A place that always gives her the sensation of peace, away from the conflicts of life.


"The bad girl was so persistent, sending me breakfast every morning..." Lirih Agara took her breath in.


"He wouldn't understand if I kept quiet... I don't want to add any more weight... The problem that was caused by Lessia was not finished..." Agara continued to blow his breath hard.


He moved from his seat, stepped his feet died in the lake.


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Agara's sturdy body stopped right in front of class XA.


A class he took a year ago.


His heart hesitated a little, and wanted to step up to leave.


But his wits, forced to do his initial intentions came to this class.


Don't run anymore, face your problem with your head raised...


Raehan's words that he once said to her, back ringing.


As if it were a suggestion to her.


"Why do I remember the words of that unlucky girl..." Inner Agara clumsy, as his hands lifted scratching his nape that does not itch.


Along with his memory remembered Raehan's words.


Suddenly came the shadow of two of the opposite sex who were hugging under his dark night.


Agara's face instantly blushed, recalling the memories of that night.


"Well, you're here...?" Jutek is a man who is none other than Fir.


Fir looked at Agara cynically, with a dislike gaze that was clearly visible from the corner of his eyes.


Agara gasped in shock at the sound of Fir's baritone.


He circulates his gaze, looking around it turns out to be filled with a crowd of girls, who stare at him with a longing gaze.


"If you want to make a fuss mending don't have to be here..." Ketus Fir again, before Agara had time to answer the words of Fir.


Agara looked at Fir for a moment, before speaking.


"I just want to find someone..." Lirih Agara is flat, it seems that at this time he does not want to talk to anyone.


Fir's body was immediately nudged to the side, as Agara's body barged into the classroom.


"How dare you...!" Pekik Fir was annoyed by Agara's haughty treatment.


He will teach this man a lesson. Otherwise he would have died of annoyance.


"Where is Raehan..?" Cut Agara, stopping Fir's sentence that sounded like a girl's nagging in Agara's ear.


"Huh???" Fir immediately gawked with open lips.


Whahuh?


The school idol guy looking for his best friend Raehan?


Is the girl's love reciprocated?


Fir thought with the questions that kept popping up inside his brain.


He must be very surprised by this. It is not that Agara is engaged to the rising model Lessia, then why he is looking for Raehan.


"Raehan has not been in the last three days because of the suspension.. He's sick now, too...." Timpal Fir was innocent, with the same shock. Unknowingly his lips unlock the secret of Raehan, which he should not leak to anyone.


"sick... That damn girl is sick.. But he still had time to send me breakfast... Her... Agggrhh...." Inner Agara, with a face turned to worry.


He immediately ran out, breaking through the crowd he created.


But his steps stopped when he was going to ride a luxury sport bike purple.


Her self tries to remember where the simple house she once passed when Raehan helps her from the incident of the sealing.


Agara tried to firmly open the memory at that time. But his memory is completely dead-end to find the answer he was looking for.


Maybe because at that time he followed Raehan unconsciously. Make himself not too careful about the streets around the house of the unlucky girl.


" Ahhh stupid, I don't remember the way to his house... Ck... How can I meet him? I don't know her home address...?" Grunts Agara thought, before he grabbed his cell phone and opened the school group.


Looking for the identity of the unlucky girl who always shows his attention.


Agara immediately lived his motorbike, advancing his vehicle through the streets are quite stretchy. Drive her vehicle towards the house of the girl who owns the orange colored square box.


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