Not my Youth!?

Chapter 1

The first time I entered this school I was greeted by someone who seemed to want to hit me. The veins seem to have a good definition, and are 20 cm higher. A hard face like it was about to disturb my head. Could it be that today is the day that I will be beaten up by an unknown person? But what if he knows me but not the other way around? What are my past mistakes relating to this person?

Digging brains in my head is useless. Can't remember.

"You."

"Yes?"

"Let's be friends."

Oh, okay.

.....

Wait, what? Befriends? That all?

No one has ever made formal friends like this. Generally, friendships around me always start naturally without the need for bases. Whether it was a different country or a different environment.

No. gabe.

It makes no difference.

"Yes, let's be friends."

It was not good to refuse his sincere invitation. Yeah, even though his face is a little spooky.

"My name is Arad, greetings."

"Harold, hail to Arad."

He extended his hand to me. Seen up close his hand was indeed full of veins. Even when shaking now, I can feel his muscles hard. A bigger palm than mine. Is it professional bodybuilding? Street Fighters?

"See you. Don't worry, we'll finish next time." This man said something extraordinary while smiling.

Please don't squeeze my hand again. After all, what does it mean to 'come on at a later time', we are not eternal rivals. Just 2 minutes ago I met you. Don't make friendship on violence. The end - the end could it be that I will be beaten? What don't - don't this be veiled bullying? Friends then force them with violence, palak, and squeeze? Regardless don't make my monologue mostly just because of this one incident.

After the grip was off Arad went to another place, to the park to be exact. Trying to approach the students - students who passed by, looked stiff when greeting. Look, the guy he's wipes away. Arad is a unique student. Ah, someone ran past him.

"Excuse me."

A girl called me from behind. If it turns out not and even om - om berjambang, what is my durhak to mother. Oh, thank goodness, real women. Thin blonde hair at shoulder height. For a teenage girl she is quite tall, 178 cm, her legs are long, white anyway.

"Harold, didn't I hear your talk. Thank you for being friends with my sister. I'm Loze's sister. Sometimes people find it difficult to guess his nature because of fear first, even though he is a good person."

Hmm, so yeah. Patterns you often encounter. Assumption of difference can make a man fear you not because you're creepy but because he thinks you're 'different'. The difference is scary, if you don't know what it is. Uncertainty makes people was - was. Arad may be a good person, but his awkwardness makes people suspicious. A stiff face, intimidating aura, and coming towards you like it was about to hit. But I have to admit again his face is fierce.

The fact was 4 minutes ago I thought he was gonna hit me.

"It must be hard."

"Hmm?"

"No, I think I can be good friends with Arad." It reminds me of someone.

Loze just gave her a sweet smile. It makes me gurgle a little. Loze, Arad's beautiful sister. You'll have to get past her brother if you want to get her, just a shadow I think. Loze seems to care about his brother.

Oh, my class's up ahead. Class B. Some of the students in the class seem to be talking about something, or someone? They are also familiar quickly. Was there anything before I came. For now take a seat on the edge a little to the middle.

Normal. One thing that was unexpected was that the neighbor sitting next to me was smoking in the classroom casually while putting his feet on the table.

Because I saw him and he looked up while taking out the cigarette box. "You want one?", he asked for a moment.

"No thank you. I'm just wondering, is it okay to smoke here? Someone will report."

"No problem. I'm used to it."

"It's getting used to, is it?" Maybe he means he has often been in trouble because of cigarettes?

"Yes. Things like this can only be enjoyed by those who can stand alone with their abilities. If someone has a way to sustain his life, it doesn't matter if he wants to enjoy expensive and dangerous objects like this. It's the right of the rich and powerful."

"Oh. So you're that kind of person?"

He snorted, "Okay, what do you think?", the smoke he exhaled billowing at one point forming a cloud.

It's true, but if you're still in school

at least hold it. It's just that if this guy is indeed rich like he said, say private property and not from parents, then there's nothing I can say anymore. Own without asking. In his own right he bought something. The strong are free.

That time too...

"Thunder, turn off the cigarette."

"It's gonna be over soon, just wait for grandma."

I was a little surprised that someone from the outside came in and warned my neighbor, Thunder. The woman who commemorated Thunder frowned. I thought it was a teacher, it was a fellow student. Our class sister? Their tie is blue. Blue for class 3.

It happened in an instant. The hand that had been beside his body immediately attacked with a hand knife attack to Thunder's head. Looks like the one he was after was a cigarette in his mouth.

Thunder is incredible. He caught it right, without lowering his legs.

The atmosphere became a bit tense, I watched this tension from the side. Please don't let your attacks stray here. Just use Wing Chun or something.

"Again Thunder, turn it off."

"Shut up, grandma, I said it's going to end." Thunder provokes.

"Don't call me grandma, I'm still 17."

"Oh, then just act like a 17-year-old. Scream with your friends while looking at cute things, not even advising me like grandma."

Ah, he looked annoyed and started trying to knock Thunder off the seat. This time Thunder came down from his chair, standing while holding both hands of the woman. In terms of pure strength, Thunder was indeed superior. But this is not a pure fight. Because Thunder did not retaliate and only dodged. Ah, he kicked Thunder's shin. Then from there it goes on to another attack. The woman's goal seemed to be the cigarette that was in Thunder's mouth, not Thunder directly, and Thunder accepted the challenge.

"May also." Thunder Speech.

"Stop, that's enough."

"Huh? Don't attack and just stop, what month are you coming?"

"Your cigarette has fallen. I won."

Ah, it's true that the cigarette fell and the woman stepped on it.

"Damn, I was too preoccupied with avoiding to forget." Thunder looked dissatisfied, yet he returned to his seat.

Uh.. Then what happened? What the hell is this really?

"Sorry for the commotion." He apologized to everyone, including me who watched them up close without changing positions.

"At least take care of your attitude at school. Mom asked me to take care of you."

"Whisper, your business is done, right? Go there."

After Thunder drove him away, he left without saying anything else. Everything is quiet. But not long after, everything was back to normal. This incident caught the attention of a few people outside. Maybe a teacher will come to check.

Really amazing start, I could see a 'dogfight' between humans on the first day.

"That's my brother."

I guessed that a little.

"Is your relationship bad?"

"Not really. Just a difference of principles. Not that we have enmity."

"Ooh, the difference in principle is yes. It's got me interested."

"Huh, later if you've been recognized as a trustworthy person."

"I'm looking forward to it."

I saw a teacher asking a student outside. Was that the problem? Thunder only glanced at me at a glance, then closed his eyes. I guess it's fun to be familiar with this kind of person. I don't know why at this time I can say that my next door neighbor is an interesting person. Maybe I won't get bored if I'm friends with him.