Not my Youth!?

Chapter 15 The designs were almost beaten, then I

Going home from school I don't know why I was running like a dog.

"Woi!"

"Here!"

"Stop there!"

Yep. I was playing a chase. Our chase was played by 4 people. The difference is that if usually 1 person is chasing and the other is running, then this one is 3 people who are chasing and one who is running. My breath is a little heavy.

The three people behind me seemed to be desperate to catch me. They chase relentlessly. It felt like from earlier we were just spinning outside the school environment which happened to be close to a big road. I ran on the sidewalk of the highway in front of the school all the way.

I just wanted to go home and watch a Japanese drama I just downloaded. Why is it like this?

"Hey! We just wanted to ask!!"

You said you wanted to ask but your face is so sad!

My eyes had met with one of the road users who wore a motorcycle. I sent a SoS signal through my face but the rider was astonished. I don't want to scream. I don't want to call the police!

It would have been nice to finish this before we were actually reported for running on the sidewalk. I immediately crossed using a zebra cross to the opposite side and took a back turn from the other side of the sidewalk.

those 3 people, who were chasing me right now were the upperclassmen I just saw almost fighting with Reka. They're after me now, either because I'm a friend of Reka's, or because I have a problem with them.

The second is impossible.

I quickly crossed back to the opposite side right in front of my school and immediately entered through the fence. About the escape route I took formed the number 0.

I immediately went up to the 2nd floor of the far right building from the front and hid inside the library . Stupid me, why not just go to the teacher's room? My body moves itself to the library.

"Stop!" I half screamed to stop my steps. The rules do not run in the hallway I ignore, but the rules do not fuss in the library still kutaati.

Open the door slowly, and enter well. Set your breath first. As usual the library guard nodded his head when he saw me enter.

There's nobody here. Anna, who is usually here, is also absent. From the window I tried to check outside. There's no sign.

"Tumben, why run?" ask the library keeper who is also a student. He knew that I was running from my breath or from my rather fast pace earlier. From what I remember, he's our upperclassman. Because I've remembered all the faces of 1st graders, so it's not wrong anymore.

"Pursued by thugs."

This is the first time I interacted with him.

"Friends? Are there any thugs in this school" he asked confusedly while holding his chin.

"There are three upperclassmen who are pursuing."

He patted both hands, "Ah, is that it?" the answer seemed to understand.

Then he asked with a curious face, "Are you in trouble?"

"That's exactly what I want to know."

I don't even know the reason.

"What a pity, are you a blind target?" He asked with sympathy.

I raised both my hands to the side. "Eitherway. It's probable. By the way whose sister's name? I'm Enric. Hello to you."

I asked him to shake hands.

"Elene. Just this time we talked directly." Elena welcomed my hand with a smile. I just realized that Elena has a long piercing in her ear because she just tidied the right-combed bangs. Apparently the piercing was covered in her hair.

The library guard is also a slang child.

"I was wondering, why don't you just tell the teacher?"

That's the most appropriate solution.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Indeed. But I don't want to take it to the teacher, it's unusual."

Besides, if it can be solved, what does the teacher report. Maybe I don't feel manly if everything is reported by the teacher or reported by the teacher or reported by the teacher continuously.

"If you report you can be famous" he joked.

"I don't want to be famous for this."

Usually you will be the talk of one school.

I checked once more in the library.

"Oh. Do I look like I'm looking for her?" I asked a little embarrassed. My hands are rubbing my head.

"You guys usually make out here" Elena replied as she blinked one eye.

"I've heard the accusations a lot, but we're just friends. The rest, I don't know, there's a possibility" I tried to set things straight, but it was a bit ambiguous.

Even though I said that, I felt that now my feelings were somewhat open to Anna.

"Really?" Elena ended our conversation there. He refocused on the book in front of him.

I came out of the library, the three people were probably gone.

Or don't.

Stupid me. Someone held my arm while I was in front of the exit of the building.

"Here we go! Don't run away like that? Buddy?" said someone while raising his eyebrows twice. His hand clutched my upper arm.

One more person seemed to pretend to give me a path with his arm, "come here for a while" he said in a soft tone that was different from his intentions.

"Or don't you play with your hands, brother?" my eyes with a big smile tried to calm down.

"Not to worry" said the other, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. We walked towards a deserted place, to an empty classroom in the back. Why do I always have to be in the back. Very cliched.

The impression of the path we made was like a familiar friend to avoid suspicion.

"Yes." Yeah." They're still not as scary as Reka but still I'm worried. Being beaten by three people was not something that could be underestimated.

Except, if this is a misunderstanding and they want to ask for advice in terms of love or something like that.

The three of them were standing around me. We are forming a semi-circle.

"Hey, your name is Enric, right?" ask someone. He had half red dyed hair.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Good, we're good people who just want to ask you something." The most ordinary person among them said while rubbing his hands.

Even though you're rubbing your palm I won't give you anything, you know.

"Tell us" the tallest of them, the upperclassman wearing the cross earrings on his left ear held my shoulder a little hard.

His expression looked serious. Is this really going to be a hit?

"Do you know, about that ... "

"About ... what is it?"

He looked like a confused person had to say what, his eyes looking up and down.

"Are you close to Rena?"

Hm?

"Yes, just a classmate."

Can't my hunch be right? Most likely yes.

His face was slightly relieved, the other two people were as well.

"So ... What great man is close to him?" he said a little bit. The hand grip on my shoulder is a little hardened.

"Surely his name is ju-"

"That's right!" he said it tightened his grip on my shoulder.

"They're both dating!" this half-burned hair man shouted.

"Yeah!" the other two people compactly held their breaths in shock.

No no no, basically wrong!

"I think you're misunderstanding."

Hearing my words, they compactly again in a somewhat comedic style turning their heads here.

"Huh?"