Paid Boyfriend Brother Ketos

32. It Shouldn't be like this

Kimaya

My attention changed direction, from these four men to the surroundings. And that is exactly what Aldi said. All eyes are on us.

And, yes, God.

Fionn had indeed told him that he and his friends used to gather first before entering the classroom. Whether it's where he parked the car—Fionn has a special spot for his car by the way, or in front of the locker my rowdy boyfriend.

Why are there so many people in this corridor now? Why does it seem like all students and students of Taruna Nusantara High School are gathered here and glaring their eyes at us? Um, I don't think we included me.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Is correct. They are not watching me. They just watched what four popular guys at this school were working on.

Yet, still. Although I wasn't the one to be noticed, it made me become too self-conscious. Without thinking I brought my body closer to Fionn's body to get a little protection.

I didn't understand how Fionn could tell what I was feeling, but I was so grateful when he finally put me in his embrace again. "Shxth. Children are on our feet. Thank you, Xshole." He was growling again. I think he also directed his growl at the same person.

Because my head was down, I couldn't see for myself what the reaction was from Hamish.

I don't understand why this is a problem for him either. Though, it was his early daei who greeted me so cheerfully. His attitude first attracted everyone's attention. Then, why was he so angry with his own friend? And why would Hamish just take it when Fionn blames him? Why don't Mario and Aldi care about this?

"Come on." Fionn's voice and touch on my shoulders awakened me from thought. "Let's get you to class." He then pushed me gently to take a step toward my first class on Monday, math.

Uh-oh. "Do you know where my class is?" I asked.

Yeah, correct. One more thing goes into our list of deals. In public, a k a at school or in front of friends, Fionn asks that we replace the elo and me calls we used with me and you because ... sounds sweeter.

I don't know a guy with a playboy image like he cares about sweet things.

"In 301, right?"

His answer made me stumble. I tripped my own leg. Good thing there is an arm of Fionn that is still around my shoulder or I will fall in the middle of the observation of half the population of Taruna Nusantara.

"Kok, you know?" I can't stem the curiosity that suddenly overwhelms.

"Yes, you know. You're my boyfriend."

I realized that this was all a charade. I realized that Fionn's sweet attitude and concern were mere masks. I am well aware of the transaction we are doing. However, it seems that my heart did not get the memo. He was still hiccupping as Fionn smiled and poked the top of my nose.

I could feel my cheeks heating up because of that touch. I could hear someone, or some people, being so shocked by this action that they made a strange sound while taking a breath.

I could also hear the whispers coming from the guys walking behind me, behind us.

"Shxt, man. He's good. I didn't think he could behave like that. Why can't he be that sweet to us, anyway? Try if he's like that to us, beuh! I must be really happy."

"Shut the fxck up, Hamish! Keep your mouth careless and keep your voice! Your mouth doesn't have a volume regulator, does it?"

I heard someone complaining, which I guess is Hamish. I'm sure one of Aldi or Mario has been menoyor gondrong youth body parts that in my view could be a fun friend that.

Poor thing. I made a note inside my head to question her situation later. If there is no change of plans, I will take lunch with them at the table they used to sit at the school cafeteria.

If that happens, it will also be my second experience of being there since first grade.

After my first experiment, when I was just a student at Taruna Nusantara High School, I tried to take a place at one of the tables. However, not yet have I been expelled by the bunch I thought were upperclassmen. Since then I have never tried to be in a place more sadistic and cruel than the forest itself.

The school cafeteria in High School is almost like a jungle. He who is strong will be king. I even thought our school canteen was a jungle with a more extreme level.

"He did it for a reason, you idiot! Is there any reason why Fionn wants to be sweet-sweet lo, ha? Lo oon this too where fast sweetened. The one with the brain telli lo it makes people feel innate emotions."

Now it was my turn to be very, very, very surprised by the words that had just been spoken by who it was. I have no friends, I choose to live my life in such a school, but that doesn't mean I don't understand that a friend shouldn't say the cruel thing he just said.

Just as I was about to turn around to convey a word, two words to whoever had a very sharp tongue, Fionn tightened the embrace on my shoulder. "Leave it," he commands through a clenched jaw. "Hamish is used to some jab here and there. That's the truth, anyway. So, what the fxck ever."

Whahuh? While continuing to step, I raised my head to look at the face of the man who was flanking my body with his stronger body. I looked at the expression on his face carefully. His face still looks so relaxed and the fact is even more uncomfortable.

Is it true that Hamish is used to being treated like that? Like someone who had no such pride? Is that just how they communicate? Is it just me who is too guessing excessively when for Hamish himself it is normal?

I don't know what I should do. However, one thing I need to remember is that I don't have to interfere in their friendship. Maybe that's the dynamic they set. So, who am I to comment on what they're used to?

However, I still took the time to look back. From over the shoulder of Fionn's field, I saw something I couldn't just let go. Hamish, who sounded excited, just hung his head. Aldi was engrossed in his own world and Mario raised his eyebrows when he met my eyes.

I don't have any friends, but I do know that this isn't supposed to be a friendship.

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