Oh My Love's

The presence of Tristan

My head was full of thoughts about yesterday which made the temple veins twitch. Being a weak-hearted person, it makes me feel guilty if I do not get a statement in forgiven directly.

I start the morning with a mood. Sighs many times, looks up at the sky and hopes that when visiting Sasha's parents' house, they will forget my mistake.

"Morning, Lia! Why do you look so moody?" hapa Hana when we entered the schoolyard and her high intonation left me a little surprised.

"Again, Hana," I replied with a faint smile. "I .. I forgot breakfast."

The face of worry was fixed while holding onto the chest and this gentle girl was unaware of my lie.

"How come? Relax, Lia! I brought banana bread in my bag." His hand hurriedly reached into the purple backpack and took out a piece of bread. "Today is our picket schedule. Don't be careless like this again, Lia."

My head nodded and accepted the bread even though I had breakfast in the apartment with a bowl of cereal.

"Needs ..." Hana looked at me with a prick. "You look very familiar with our OSIS chairman. What is not ..."

"Hana," as with the face of the patient. "Don't continue saying anything."

Next to my hand was clasped slowly by Hana and her eyes were round in looking at me. "What's up, Lia? If there's anything, tell me. Don't hold on like this."

Sounds touching his words. Moreover, I was not strong in staring at that pensive face of hers.

"You know Princess Karin?" I asked what made Hana crimp the answers.

"XI class OTW's kids to model? I know from the rumors, but I don't know how he looks. He said he rarely goes to class." His eyes looked back ahead. "Lantas, what's wrong with her?"

I paused for a moment, then replied, "He's Kaivan's sister's boyfriend, Hana."

We both smiled bitterly in discussing this reality. Hana must have understood my feelings and did not continue the topic until entering the classroom.

When we were in class, I stopped watching when all the residents were silent and made me the center of their attention. Sasha is the same. There are so many questions in my brain about what they see of me.

"What's this?" whispered Hana who was confused with me.

"Of course."

THE CUP!

Just about to step towards the bench, my body froze again when my cheek was pecked at a glance by someone's lips. My head spontaneously turned and this hand moved along to throw a slap.

"Eits ... not hit!"

My shock grew even more, not when the perpetrator managed to twitch nimbly from my slap. Unless I realize that he is ....

"Former?!" I shouted in disbelief.

"That's my name, sweetie," replied the man, aka the blasphemer.

Her eyes that had hazel-colored lenses were flashing next to me with a flash. I was flabbergasted by his presence, even the whole class gasped because of his actions.

"Lia!" Tristan hugged me quickly and his face looked at me like a puppy asking for bones. "I miss you so much!"

"Hey-hey, let go first. I feel bad about the whole class" I whispered.

He complied with my request and gave an annoyed reaction that seasoned the priesthood. "You are just as fierce as ever. Wh why? Afraid of the humans in this room?" His head turned to the children while shaking his waist. "Hey you guys, don't put on a stiff face and scare Lia! Come on, be normal!"

All the children breathed a sigh of relief and returned to normal as usual.

"Gue guess, something's going to happen."

"It's a hell of a bitch."

"Thank God it's over."

The sound of the class made me wonder.

Tristan was poking shoulder to shoulder. "Already, right? Come on, hug me Lia!"

"Hey, you guys are in front."

I, Hana and Tristan automatically turned to the origin of that voice where she was Sasha. His cold face and cynical gaze were directed at us.

"Go back to your seats. Lia and Hana, you guys have picket duty today. Hurry to carry out the task, "command Sasha as the class leader.

Quickly, Hana put the bag and Langsun took the broom to clean the classroom floor. Whereas I just looked at him tired and took a duster to clean up the teacher's place. While cleaning this green chalkboard, I saw damage in the form of cracks that were definitely caused by bad children.

I turned my head and saw Ashley or my picket mates at the door to bring me a new bench.

"Go aside, let me carry it myself," I said as I approached and raised the table and chair above it without dragging the floor of the classroom.

"Wow, you're strong at lifting all at once, too" Ashley praised after I placed the two in the corner of the classroom.

My hands were fluttering from the dust flying in the air and almost made me sneeze.

"I used to lift garden sacks and now I'm used to lifting heavy things." After saying that, Ashley became amazed at me.

"You must be an independent child" he replied and returned to the bench because the picket duty had run out.

I sit on my stool. At the same time, Tristan stood on the bench next to me and bowed towards the girl before him.

"Hi, can I just sit here and sit in the back?" tristan said with his bass voice and let out a seductive look.

"Of course!" replied the girl excitedly and immediately moved to the bench I had brought.

My face gave a flat reaction in looking at Tristan's behavior. Apparently, he became one of the occupants of this class without telling me before.

"Hey, who is he?" Hana twisted her body in asking about Tristan. "Do you know each other?"

My head nodded for a moment. "He was a close friend of mine. It could be said .. we're a pair of little friends."

My eyes glanced at the person we were talking about and he propped his face up while constantly looking at me.

"Oh, yeah." Hana is back in her position.

Furthermore, the class residents are complete and the homeroom attendants present by starting the morning in passing.

"Who broke our pride board? Let's confess!" said Mr. Teacher with a loud voice. "What are you, Kai?"

My head reflexively turned and saw Kai who was leaning back leisurely becoming flabbergasted.

"Kok me anyway, sir?" He protested with a panicked face. "Even though I am a bad boy sir, I am unlikely to damage the school facilities."

All the children were cheering Kai.

"New feeling yesterday, you wrecked the WC sink" chirped one of the children.

Kai glared at the child for leaking his secret.

"Yes already. If not you, who did this?" ask the teacher again.

All heads turned to each other and finally Tristan raised his hands with one more hand scratching his back head.

"Sorry, sir! It was me" said Tristan. "Don't blame me completely, sir. When I entered the classroom, I was suddenly mobbed by girls. I told you to stay away, but their ears are deaf. So, to keep them quiet just by hitting the board until all went back to silence from surprise."

"Hey," I whispered to Tristan. "Use the word 'me' instead of 'me' for being disrespectful."

"Gudge ...." Tristan smiled, then looked back at Master. "The school property will be me.. uh me. Yes, I will pay through the principal."

"Aren't you the new kid in this class?" The teacher looked at him sharply.

"Rubber!" tristan exclaimed casually and did not know that our homeroom teacher was a fierce teacher.

"Kids, maybe you already know that we are coming new students," said Mr. Guru after his announcement. "All right, let's go ahead with you yellow hair."

Instantly, whispers were heard in my ears as Tristan advanced to the front of the class with both hands in his pocket.

"He's very handsome. Not to lose to Sasha!"

"The style is pretty cool. What if I imitate it and it will probably be considered cool too!"

"Happy, but fierce. I don't like it very much."

Initially, the man in front of it put on a cynical face like lazy to introduce himself. Then, his expression changed as he looked at me and returned to being as sweet as before.

"Ah, how is the introduction here?" He flicked the front of his blond hair while thinking. "Wait a minute, I forgot .... Oh yeah, sorry-sorry. I'm Tristan Alexander, the transfer boy from Aust."

He spoke with a not so intentional introduction. Know, from a long time ago or until now I did not see any change in his nature. Fellow, a little brash, humorous and worth mentioning as a man sucks god-level. Despite that, Tristan was really lucky to have been blessed with such a plain memorable face. So, despite not being so much fun, it was hard for everyone to hate him. It was also funny and fun.

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