MY KETOS VS MY CHILDHOOD BEST FRIEND

SALSA IS TRAPPED

Dion rolled his eyes towards Ve, but it was another case with Ve replying to him with a lazy smile.

"Basic playboy cap lizard," said Ve.

Somehow Ve who is usually calm suddenly became a bar-bar since Dion's confession yesterday. Especially when he found out that he was his childhood friend.

In order to carry out all his plans, unbeknownst to Al and Salsa, Ve settles out of class. As quickly as possible Ve ran towards the rooftop, then hid behind the warehouse space. Not forgetting one surveillance camera he brought. A device he would use to record all the events of the afternoon.

Luckily Tristan's posture is somewhat similar to Al, so he disguised himself as a fake Al. Now he stood his back to the entrance of the rooftop, waiting for Salsa to come.

"Hopefully the Salsa does not know that it is me" Tristan prayed in his heart.

In class, Salsa had finished fixing her makeup. Now he is preparing to go alone to the rooftop according to Al's orders. On an occasional trip he fixed his bangs and hair.

"Hmm, perfect yet?" salsa asked in her heart all the way to the rooftop.

Arriving at the rooftop he could already see Al's back, until Salsa's heart shook violently because of it.

"Hi, Al, how are you?" salsa asked happily and hugged her body from behind.

While the real Al has finished trying out his basketball uniform, and is preparing to find his white uniform. As he remembered, he had taken off his upper uniform he put it on a chair. But at the moment his uniform is not in place. If the cool term is lost.

Panic is not, is it not time? This was the first time Al had ever experienced it.

"The feeling I put here, why did it go away?" ask Al.

Were it not for being asked by the guidance teacher, he would not have come to the gym and taken off his clothes either. But losing his white uniform made him a little foggy. It's still a break, but soon the bell will ring.

He was asked to come to the gym with several other students who were new basketball team candidates. But Tristan knew it, and he gave Ve and Dion the idea to do this trick.

Because Tristan already knew it, he borrowed Al's shirt and wore it and went to the rooftop without asking permission from the owner.

"Al's body odor is so masculine." Inner Salsa when finished hugging Al's body.

"Hm, I really love you, do you feel the same way about me?" salsa is getting bigger.

The fake al nodded slowly.

Seeing the confusion that occurred to Al, the rest of the basketball team approached him. "What's wrong?"

"Ha-ah, gone, time?"

Al nodded. Meanwhile in the rooftop, Salsa increasingly wrestled spoiled on Al's arm. He even expressed all his heart. Then Al falsely requests that he confess all his crimes that he has committed to Ve.

"For what?"

"If you really want to be my lover, then you must be friends with all my friends. That means if you ever do something wrong then you have to be honest and apologize to them."

"Em, okay then."

"Yes, all the things I did to Ve were my plans because I didn't like it when Ve was close to you."

"You belong to me only an Al, no other man can melt my heart."

"Based on crazy girls, besides who likes Al, I just happen to be close that doesn't mean I like it," said Ve.

"Al, I'm not happy to know that you turned your back on me from now on" Salsa grumbled.

Until the moment Tristan turned around, Salsa was shocked beyond measure.

"Why are you here?" said Salsa.

Then from the corner, Ve came out.

Prok .. prok ..

Ve applauded, "Oh, so the mastermind behind all this, you?"

"I-iya, why? Don't take it?"

"Why do you hate me so much, have we never had a grudge before, so why are you like this?"

"Like me."

From the direction of the door appeared Dion who was also clapping his hands. "Oh, so this is how you make friends? what a fox woman!"

"Take care of your mouth!"