Paid Boyfriend Brother Ketos

54. Banyu Klise

Fionns

With a heavy heart I had to turn around from Kimaya's house without delivering her properly as I actually wanted to do. However, I can't. At least for today. Or a few days it took until I could find the mastermind behind that damn broadcast message.

Along the way I was too busy to turn my brain around and check for possibilities that could be related to what Kimaya was going through. I forgot to tune the music that became my travel companion all this time.

Shxt. I hope Kimaya doesn't realize that. However, I again made the hope that he did not think that no-no about the irregularities that occurred.

I don't care if I've been making so many wishes all day. I'm a guy who doesn't usually have to expect anything if I want something. I am the sole heir to the Haas kingdom who usually just flick my fingers or point which things I want it. Everything I want will be there for me to enjoy.

Now I have started to hope. I don't know if it's a good sign or if it's a setback. Obviously, I don't care. All I care about is catching this twit.

I stepped on the gas pedal and drove Mon Cheri back to school because the first person I wanted to ask was hard to be there. At least that's what I expected. I deliberately did not tell him about my desire to meet because if my guess was right, I would not be able to find the bxjangan easily.

My message will look like a warning sign to him.

We don't need that to happen, don't we?

However, I kept in touch with Mario to give him an idea of what I was going to do.

"So I need you guys stay behind and back me up, okay?" I said to the speaker phone that is connected to the car audio system via bluetooth.

"Got it." Mario's voice rang out and filled Mon Cheri's cabin. "Lo want us to secure him first or what?"

"No, no, no. Don'tdon't. I'd rather I catch him off guard. I want to catch him with my own hands."

"Okay. Whatever you want."

"Okay. See you guys at school."

Call disconnected.

I************* my car steering wheel, in order to relax the joints that are there. If I'm right, I'd better start devising a plan to make the creature's life a mess. Hm. What can I do to a scholarship student who depends all expectations about his future in the hands of the report card value and his behavior record?

Fxcking. That's so god damn easy. I can almost taste the sweetness of my fxcking revenge on my tongue right the fxck now.

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As I've guessed. The Keparxt is sitting behind the desk of the Chairman of OSIS. I let him use that table, the table that belonged to him before, because I do not need a symbol that is even just a table as proof that I am the number one student at Taruna Nusantara High School.

I do what I want here, while they also do what each of them wants out there.

Whatever the fxck.

"Eh, Fionn. I didn't know you were coming" said Banyu who suddenly stood up from his chair.

"Well, it's okay. I just want to stop by." I stood up as I stepped towards him.

So, in a room with a sizeable size this—hm, four times four meters, five times five?—ada table shaped letter O elongated, with space in the middle. Well, I walked behind a row of chairs approaching the Banyu then chose to stop about two steps from him. And suddenly I parked my ass on the edge of the table. Cue the pose; the arms that cross in front of the chest and legs also do the same thing on his wrists.

It's my intention to make him feel claustrophobic. Invasion on his private space and all that. And it was my goal to make him feel depressed first before I attacked him.

"O-oh, huh? W-can anyone g-gue b-help?"

I know my presence alone can make people nervous, but I can feel that the nervousness that is inside this bespectacled guy—klise, huh?—not only comes from the awkwardness of being in a distance that is too close to me. I can taste her scent and guilt.

"Oh, yes. Yes." I nodded deeply while putting on a look of contemplation. "Gue came here to ask you for help. There are a few things that make me wonder."

"O-okay. About a-what? Hopefully I can help."

"Yes, it's elo my only hope." Gah, those words again. Hopefulness. Damn.

Banyu was seen waiting for my next sentence with .. impatient. His flattened hand had now shuddered, the vibration he was trying to hide by hooking the two behind his waist. This damn Keparxt could have sucked his dirty hands, but he could not control what his eyes were doing which was also not calm.

Fxck. He's such a pathic cxnt. Why would a coward like him dare to look for trouble with me?

"Gee!"

Banyu was immediately surprised to hear a speech that I intentionally worried. He held his chest up and down significantly.

Don't tell me that Kamprxt has heart disease, too. If so, complete already cliche things attached to him. Smart student, go to Taruna Nusantara High School with scholarship, thick glasses, thin and tall—akan but he still can not beat me, his hair combed to the edge, and illness.

Shxt. I have no business with sick people and whatever it is, but I mean here is the fate of the Banyu Kamprxt is nothing more than a collection of cliche things that we have seen on the television screen. I really didn't think such a person existed.

Okay, then. I think the based on true something kind of thing is a real deal.

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