Restore Your Smile

Become Target

Thursday arrived. It's time for James to meet class XI IPA again. Every class gets a BK lesson twice a week. And for the IPA XI class, the schedule is on every Tuesday and Thursday.

As before, James was silent on the doorstep before he taught. He was trying to brainwash himself.

Think of something positive! Positive thoughts will bring a positive aura too! Don't play with prejudice! Remember Mr. Arif, they are good boys! Go on, James ! Trust your own students !

Then, James opened the classroom door. And ...

Prak ! Prak !

Two eggs smashed into James' head. A sticky white and yellow liquid started dripping onto his face and shirt. James was silent. All the brainwashing words he had thought about, disappeared instantly.

With a great feeling of indignation, he again stood in front of the class with a red face holding back the anger. He no longer cared about his current appearance.

"What is this time? Experimental cooking?" ask her with a rather high tone on all the students.

All the inhabitants of the silent class are a thousand languages. They knew their teacher was already very angry.

"Who put an egg on the door? ANSWER ME!" This time James' tone of voice had already changed to a clash.

After a while, one hand was raised.

"I, sir," I'm the student who raised his hand.

Looking at the figure who raised his hand and claimed to be the Perpetrator, James only smiled mockingly. He expected it. This time it was the Guild Leader who intervened directly. Who else if not Priscillia.

"Go back to school, you meet me in BK's room. Today's lesson is ignored. Maybe this is what you were expecting, right? By playing a teacher?"

"Ta-But, Sir... "

"Sir, it's not so, sir! Listen to our explanation first!"

Class started to get rowdy. Some of the girls, especially the members of the group from the Princess, tried to explain to James.

Suddenly Priscillia raised her hand high with her palm clenched. A code to keep the class quiet. And amazingly, in just a few moments after he did that, the silent class returned.

James smiled again mockingly. Incredible ... This is what we call the use of power, huh? One class is subject only to the command code. No need to scream. No need to issue orders. Truly great influence of the Princess ! thought.

"Well, sir," Priscillia replied in response to James' orders calmly. There was no expression of fear there. There was also no expression of guilt.

"But, Pris ...." Rebecca tried to refute Priscillia's decision.

Back Priscillia swung her fist, but this time towards Rebecca. A signal for Rebecca to be quiet. Rebecca who saw the gesture could only clench her mouth with a face that had yet to fully accept.

"Good! I wait! " said James.

After that, James dropped out of class. The class went back to being behind him. I don't know what they're fighting about, James doesn't care.

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James went back to the teacher's room. There are some teachers who are not in charge of teaching. Understandably, now the sixth lesson and soon the teaching and learning activities will be over.

"Sorry, can anyone help me? Where can I find a towel or cloth to clean myself? " ask James from the front door of the teacher's room.

All eyes looked at James. They were all shocked to see James's rather miserable appearance.

Then James was directed to the UKS room. And without delay, James darted straight to it.

There was a sound between the teachers behind him.

"Sir James has entered what class? "

"According to the schedule, He's from XI IPA. "

"Here happened again? "

There was something James could hear. But he was not too keen to listen further. He wanted to immediately break free from this sticky liquid.

"Sorry, Doc ... I - "Not finished the sentence that James said, the doctor had given him a small white towel.

"The father can clean himself up in the teacher's bathroom up ahead. After that, you can come back here. I'll look for a change of clothes for you, " said the doctor.

"G ... Yes ... Thank you, Doctor. " James immediately went in the direction the Doctor had pointed out.

After cleaning his head and shirt, James returned to the UKS room wearing a shirt that was almost completely wet. There the doctor was waiting for him and gave him a lab coat.

"There's just this right now. I borrowed it from the chemistry lab. Please change your clothes here" he said, leading James to a corner of the room. There is a patient bed with curtains that can be pulled to insulate the bed from the entire room.

After James was at the side of the bed, the curtain was drawn by the Doctor, so that the two of them separated. Then James immediately changed his shirt with the lab coat. James was actually uncomfortable wearing a lab coat. But what can I do, instead of wearing a wet shirt.

When finished, James pulled the curtain back to its original position. Then he met the Doctor who was sitting quietly in front of his desk.

"Thank you, Doctor, " said he.

"Together, Sir. Please sit down, " said the doctor invited James to sit in the chair in front of him.

"Now apparently the chosen Father is the target of the Princess Gang? " The doctor continued his words.

"Targets ... Princess' gang?"

"Yes. Priscillia and her friends are the ones who made you like that? The name Geng Princess was chosen because it contains the initial letters of its members. P, R, C, S of Priscillia, Rebecca, Cecilia, and Sharon. "

"G ... So they do this often? " said James who just understood. He himself was a little surprised if the term 'Geng' that he had used to mock, it actually existed.

"Yes. All I see, almost all new male teachers, must have experienced what you are experiencing now. Previously Mr. Santo, a sports teacher. Father already know? "

"Yes. We've been acquainted. In the teacher's room, he sat next to me. "

"Yes ... You can share your experience later with Mr. Santo. Obviously, times of physical assault like this are not long, sir. The old one will be mental assault. You get ready, yeah. " The Doctor warned James.

"So according to the Doctor, this includes the hazing of new teachers? " ask James.

"Hm ... Yes, it may be more fitting to be called 'peloncoan' than the term 'attack' that I used. Almost all new teachers, without distinction of gender, must have experienced mental hazing. While the physical hazing as you experienced just now, only experienced male teachers. There are also some new male teachers who do not experience physical hazing. One of them is Mr. Arif, physics teacher." The doctor explained.

"Why could that be? What distinguishes it?"

"I don't know. No one knows. Maybe it's Mr. James' job to find out as a BK teacher. "

"Doctors have also experienced hazing like this? " ask James again.

The doctor laughed. "Fortunately not, sir. The trip only began a few months after Priscillia and her friends entered class X IPA. This tradition has only been going on for over a year. I'm entering my third year here. Automatically I do not include their target criteria. "

"Is this matter already known to the Headmaster? "

"Obviously it is, sir. Some new teachers have ventured to report directly to the principal or talk about it at the teacher meeting. But the chief can't do anything. You may have experienced your own cleverness they quibble? "

James remained silent. He remembered the two events he had experienced before. At that time he was still confused that what happened to him could have been a coincidence.

The school bell rings right on pk. 14.00. Some students stay in school to participate in extracurricular activities (exculature). While the teachers, only allowed to leave the school after 3 hours later, except the teacher who became the coach of the exkul. They should only leave school after the exculus activity has ended.

"alright. Thanks for the talk and the help, Doctor. I said goodbye, because I had to meet Priscillia in the BK room. I called him to ask for an explanation. I borrowed the lab coat and the towel first" James said.

"Yes, Sir. Go ahead, " said the Doctor with a smile.

James left the UKS room wearing a lab coat and a small towel still around his neck. His wet shirt is in his hand.

The woman's doctor was still watching James' back move away. A smile was still on his lips.

"Call Priscillia? This new teacher has courage, too. Usually new teachers choose silence rather than risk dealing with the chairman of the foundation. Because it can not stand, finally many also choose to resign even though they have only briefly taught here. So, how long can this teacher maintain his attitude? Interesting for us to notice, "he murmured.

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