Restore Your Smile

Increased Severe

Monday, the beginning of a new week. James went to work with a forced spirit. The mind is not ready to face reality.

From the school gate, the students' views fell on him. He looked at her whispering with his friend. It was like deja vu.

What else is it this time? Okelah, the first time he got this treatment, because at that time he was a stranger who came to be interviewed. The second time was last Friday, when he was teaching in a lab coat. Today then?

Only the stubbornness and the sense of not wanting to lose it that makes James can pretend to be indifferent, although the views and whispers really make it uncomfortable. But today he is ready! He decided that every day he would always bring a full change of clothes! He'll prove that this Bang James isn't a canned man! Any attack he will face!

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After the bell for the first lesson, a student met James in the teacher's room.

"Sir James, I met the Headmaster. You were asked to meet him in his room" said the student.

"good. Thanks yeah ..," replied James.

"Together, Sir. Excuse me." The student turned around and left.

After tidying up his desk, James headed towards the Headmaster's room. His heart wondered, what would the lady talk to him about?

He went back down the road he used to walk during the interview. He passed the basketball court, then the tennis court.

James was too focused on his thoughts, until he was suddenly startled with a cry, "PAK JAMES!!!! WATCH THE BALL!!!!"

He had not been able to find where the direction of the ball or sound came from, his back was hit by something.

Dugh!! Tuk ... Tuk ... Tuk ...

A tennis ball bounced around on the floor after hitting James.

"MAAFFFF, MR. JAMESSS ... !!!" A cry like a cor came from the direction of the tennis court.

James saw a group of schoolgirls standing at a wire door that bordered the field with a pedestrian area where he was. He did not know which class they were from. Understandably, he taught at this school not until one month.

His eyebrows frowned at the field design and expression of the students. There's something weird there.

Like a tennis court in general, the tennis court is surrounded by a wire fence to prevent the ball out of the field. So how can he get hit by the ball, if the ball is hit from the field?

The expressions of the apologizing students were also suspicious. Many of them were smiling and giggling with the friend beside them.

"Sir James, could you please throw the ball here?" one of the students who stood at the front of the group.

James picked up the ball without saying anything. After that, the ball was thrown towards them.

"Thank you, Mr .... Again, sorry, sir. We accidentally hit the Father with a ball" exclaimed the student, still with a smile full of meaning.

James just waved his hand in response. He was lazy to respond to them. He felt that the event was a coincidence. But anyway, he had no evidence whatsoever to justify his conjecture.

James felt his back hit by the ball just now pulsate a little. The ball was not too hard. But well, it can't be said to be soft either. It was as if the ball was deliberately directed at him with just his energy. Not to hurt him.

Heartily wondering, James continued his journey into the Headmaster's room. Why did this happen to him? Was there another group this time targeting him other than the Princess Gang? Or is this still the same story with the Princess Gang as the main culprit?

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"Please sit down, Mr. James." The captain invited James to sit down.

After James sat down, Mrs Kepsek continued her words, "To shorten the time, we just go straight, sir. Because Mr. James is out, there's also a teaching schedule, right?"

"Yes, Mom. What do you want me to talk to?" ask James.

"From the events that Mr. James went through, did Mr. James have any problems with the Princess Gang?"

"From me personally, no, ma'am."

"How many times have you experienced something like yesterday Friday?"

"Do Mr James know what caused Mr James to go through something like this?"

"I don't know. But I think I know that I'm not the only one who's going through something like this, right?" James asked back.

"Rubber. I have also heard some male teachers have previously experienced something similar like Mr. James. But such events only happen in class, sir. It was Mr. James who experienced this until outside the classroom. And this time it was seen by other students," explained Bu Kepsek.

James remained silent. Therefore, Madam Kepsek continued her question, "If you may know, what is Mr. James' response to the behavior of the Princess Gang on Father?"

"Honestly, I think these events were intentional. But I think Mother also already knows how they wrap it so that it looks like an accident. All I could do was try to get them to talk, rebuke and remind them. That's all."

"Then, what was their response?"

"They apologize and promise to be more careful."

"Sir James accepted it and just believed it?"

James smiled wryly. "Right now, that's all I can do, isn't it, Mom? They've already apologized, so where might I extend. But I am also not a fool who takes it for granted. I won't let them do the same thing twice. So, stay where the stronger between my resilience and creativity they just act, ma'am."

This time it was Bu Kepsek's turn to be silent to hear James' answer. After sighing, he continued his sentence, "I think Mr. James knows that they are the children of influential people in this city. I thank you for your care to respond to their behavior. I'm not here to justify their treatment of Mr. James. I hope you understand what I mean."

"Yes, I understand, Mom. We can't accuse without proof, right?"

"Yes. Thank you for understanding James. I think we got here first. You can go back to my room." The Chief closed the conversation.

"Good, Mom. Excuse me." James got up from his chair and left the room.

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During the second break, James went to the cafeteria. There he collided with a schoolgirl while waiting for food.

"Sorry, sir," said the student, bowing his head.

"Yes, it's okay. You're okay too, right?" ask James.

"I'm fine, sir. Thank ye. Excuse me first, sir," replied the student in a hurry.

"Yes, please."

At that time, James did not suspect anything about the attitude of the students. He thought maybe the child was in a hurry because he was hungry or wanted to go to the toilet.

But after he returned from the cafeteria and while he was teaching on the fifth maple, the students giggled while whispering when they saw him. He felt something strange. But he wouldn't want to get dizzy. Since the morning at the school gate, he has experienced almost similar treatment.

James returned to the classroom after teaching. There he met with Mr. Saint who also had finished his lesson today. Mr. Saint was stunned when he saw James' back.

"What's up, sir?" james asked when he saw Mr. Saint's response.

"Sorry, Mr. James." Suddenly Mr. Santo grabbed his shoulder and pulled something from James' back.

Then Mr. Saint showed the thing he had pulled to James. It's a piece of paper that says 'I'm a stupid teacher'.

James's face immediately flushed red as he read the writing on the paper. It was only fitting, since from the cafeteria, the students saw it with a different attitude to the one earlier this morning at the gate. They are more likely to giggle and laugh at it than they are to talk about it.

Surely the culprit who stuck the paper was the student who had collided with her! But dear, because it happened so quickly, he did not remember the face of the student!

"Sir Santo, when you became the target of the Princess Gang, did you experience something like this as well?" ask James.

"No, Mr. James. All the events I experienced were limited to the classroom" replied Mr. Santo.

It means true what Bu Kepsek said earlier. What's the matter? Why is it getting bigger like this now ? Now it was as if it was not just the Princess Gang that targeted her, but rather the entire schoolgirls in the school ! James could only wonder inwardly.

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