Pears

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"Dreamy?" Devan lowered his head, trying to see Vallen's face facing down.

"Val?" call him.

The guy then shook his head, as if he could not believe that Vallen could not focus on this. Again, he patted her on the shoulder.

Vallen immediately closed his eyes when he regained consciousness. "Ah, very sorry, Dev ...."

"What the hell was that?"

"The poisonin Rafa!" said quick. "Eh ...." Vallen gave his lips because he felt wrong, he should not say that to Devan.

There is silence that arises after that, how not if in Devan there are various turmoil and one of them is jealousy. "Lo curious?"

Slowly Vallen turned to Devan. Then with a doubtful gesture, he nodded.

"Gue thought this also could not be done that. Want to try looking for something together?"

Vallen nodded in spirit. The guy can catch Vallen's eyes getting wide open, the girl is happy. If so ... should Devan constantly give up the pain in his heart for the happiness of Vallen?

"We're checking cctv."

Devan got up first from his chair. Vallen quickly stuffed his things into the bag. The two of them walked hand in hand with Devan to the cctv room.

Up there, they peered inside, apparently deserted. No one was guarding the room. But the monitors are on.

"There's no one?" ask Vallen to make sure what he sees is not wrong.

"Yes, let's go in."

Devan opens the unlocked door. They both went in. Vallen immediately sat in the front seat of the computer, but when his hand was about to play the mouse. Devan held it first, then Devan's left hand held the back of the chair Vallen was sitting on.

The guy immediately looked for footage on match day. "Lo know Ina's out of class just when?" asked Devan whose gaze was focused on the screen.

After setting the recording, Devan glanced down. His heart immediately beat faster when he realized his position. He then took off the mouse and so stood behind Vallen's chair.

Their eyes focused on the recording. Both are very thorough.

"That guy called Ina?" vallen was surprised when the recording was still running.

"Hm."

The video continues playing.

"Bent on," Devan's interruption.

The man thought, the video they saw started from the man walking from the front of class XII IPA 6. Whereas the room for Canopus High School is in XII IPA 4.

While walking in front of XII IPA 3 initially he passed the class just like that, even that fellow got to walk out of the 12th class IPA corridor and turned to the intersection after previously colliding with Ina. But after Ina left the classroom, she again walked in the corridor and entered the class that Ina had entered before.

Vallen frowned. "So that means this guy knows Ina's the same class as Rafa?"

"I think it is."

"That person must know Ina. If Ina knows you, right?"

Devan looked at Vallen with a puzzled look. Then after that, there was a conversational sound that sounded from outside, making the two humans in the cctv room startled. Devan hastily restored the display screen format to the cctv that is now on.

The door handle was pressed, they both then ran to the back of the table which was already irregular layout. The side of the room was still neat because it was placed on a computer screen, but one side was a mess. Vallen and Devan did not understand why the old table and chair were even placed here.

The sound of laughter echoed, occasionally that coffee was heard. Not one person came, but two. And both are ICT teachers of Arcturus High School.

The srek!

Vallen's leg accidentally nudged one of the rickety tables as he was about to shift. And unfortunately it even made the bench arranged on it collapsed because the table was tilted.