Outside of Reason! It turns out he's a Boy!

My best friend is challenging me!?

Farid Hardja is a freshman at an elite international high school who looks casual. The appearance of his face looks pale white with white hair that makes him look more white and also his shoes are white. Farid Hardja has loved white for a long time, you're confused why I know it?.

Well, since he was my best friend a long time ago, Farid Hardja and I were good friends since childhood. Because we lived next door and our parents happened to be close friends back then. Even so I never went to school with Farid Hardja. He is a quiet person, he only speaks if I invite him to chat.

He rarely invites me to talk except to talk about things that are important to him. She looked fragile and looked like a weak person, which is why I befriended her and felt sorry for her. Until one day their family moved out of town once Farid had finished his primary school here and continued his education elsewhere.

Though at that time I intended to take her to school in the same Junior High as me. But I didn't think Farid Hardja and his family were going out of town. I was saddened by the passing of my only good friend. To this day I have only one friend, Farid Hardja. But now I feel grateful and relieved that he was finally reunited with me.

I used to have trouble making friends with other people. I still don't want to tell it now and because it was that moment that made me like this. It's a dark past that's got me beating up assholes like them.

But seeing Farid Hardja go to school here, it made me worry about her. I'm afraid that the students in this class will make it too much to beat up because Farid Hardja looks like a weakling and you know it, Farid Hardja will definitely be battered by them.

But since I am nearby, I will protect her from the jerks that are here and I also just warned them not to make any more fuss in this class. If anyone breaks the agreement that was set at that time, then I will finish them off again and make them aware even though it makes them disabled.

"Well, Farid, please sit on an empty bench." said the teacher who told him to sit on the bench in front of me. The bench was still empty as there were no brave disciples near me.

"Well sir, thank you." said Farid politely and bowed to the teacher with respect.

"Ah glad if all the students in this school like him" said the inner teacher who was happy to see Farid Hardja's treatment so polite to him.

Then Farid Hardja walked towards the empty seat. I don't know why I'm feeling bad right now. Then when Farid Hardja walked past the other benches occupied by other students, suddenly one of the students stuck out his leg and made Farid Hardja fall.

Bruaks! Farid fell to the floor and made everyone laugh out loud. Meanwhile, there was nothing for the teacher to do because he knew what the situation would be like if he defended her. I also could not help him and beat up the person who had made him fall, because I had been stamped as a good student by many teachers.

Because I never showed my violence when fighting in front of a teacher who made my reputation so bad in front of them. I just want to be seen as a normal good student in general in front of the teachers.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" said the man who dropped Farid Hardja while giggling.

Farid Hardja did not care about it and kept walking to get to his bench. Before he sat down, our eyes met each other and I greeted him while waving. But Farid did not respond and his gaze looked as expressionless as I had always known.

The atmosphere in this class was quite good because I had made them afraid to make a fuss during the lesson hours. So I can study quietly and create a good learning atmosphere. Especially for the person in the corner, who was wearing a hat, it seemed like he was very serious to learn because from just now just stay quiet.

A few hours passed and the sun was just above the sky which indicated that the time of day had arrived. Ding! dong! the bell that signifies the second break has begun. Because in the first hour of rest I spent my time beating up annoying people, I intended to spend the second break chatting with my old friend, Farid Hardja.

The teacher took back the important documents and his laptop and took him out of the classroom after the bell rang. Then once the teacher had come out, suddenly Farid Hardja immediately woke up from his stool and approached the person who made him fall. I panicked and wanted to help her immediately...

Maidservant! dug's! Farid punched him in the face and kicked him along with his stool until he fell to the floor. Everyone who initially thought he was trivial now respected Farid. But even so they still wanted to test their strength to determine who was stronger among them than that weak-looking new disciple.

"Damn you...!" say the person who fell.

Then suddenly a group of students in the classroom surrounded Farid, "It seems that you are not a weak new student, do you want to fight with me?" said one of the people who surrounded Farid.

I was really confused by this situation, but the most important thing right now was to save Farid from the danger of people like them being violently insane. I immediately charged into the middle and snapped at them to stop this right now.

"Hey! didn't you guys promise not to make a fuss?" my words were glaring at them one by one and made them shut up out of fear.

Puk.... Suddenly Farid Hardja held my shoulder while looking at me sharply, "Are you the frontman in this class?.." said Farid Hardja coldly.

"W-what do you mean? you don't recognize me?" I said that I felt like the situation this time would be even worse.

"I don't recognize those assholes. Hey all of you, if I manage to defeat this guy, you guys will have to submit obediently to my orders!" farid Hardja said very seriously.

"Alright try it if you can defeat that monster-like person! we were defeated by him! surely you will also be battered by him, hahaha!" the laughter of one of the children who warned Farid Hardja about me being strong was like a monster in their eyes.

"So that's it. Let's fight with me damn it!" said Farid Hardja whose hand gripped my shoulder with his incredible physical strength.

I feel a little pain, but I'm really confused right now. Looks like Farid Hardja didn't recognize me who was his childhood best friend back then. Before a fight broke out between me and my recently reunited childhood best friend, I had to convey the truth clearly so that we wouldn't fight.