
Ananta has always looked lethargic since that day. Of course, you could say his love really clapped one hand to the point that it made him disappointed and did not care about anything around him. I who initially wanted to hate him just became a little empathetic and little by little still invite him to talk.
I occasionally throw a glance at him, even though he doesn't notice me at all. A gloomy atmosphere enveloped him wherever he went.
"Ananta. what do you want to eat tonight so I ask you to make it." I said. He hasn't told me if tonight can come or not. But if he answers it means he's coming.
"nothing" he answered briefly. Why is it so hard to comfort him. I turned to the window looking for comfort for myself. I'm tired of facing Ananta who's badmood all day.
But my eyes were puffed up when I saw a suspicious person standing there. His head looked up at our class as if he was looking for something. That, him? Suddenly I was worried. I'm afraid Ananta will be mad at me again. Huft, why am I a hobby once doing things that make me in a difficult position. Yesterday I was looking for information about Ms. Lita, upsetting Ananta for my information, now I'm going to involve her in something she hates so much. New people.
“Hey, I'm looking for someone named Ananta.” Call someone who stands in front of our class awkwardly, ‘that person.he is really looking for my inner’. A friend approached Ananta, telling him a message from the man.
Ananta got up and approached him. Still with a scary look. I can't imagine what his expression would be like if he was angrier than this.
“I Ananta” Ananta replied. Kenta stretched out his hand, trying to get acquainted. They talk to each other. But their conversation did not sound at all from where I was sitting. Sucks. I want to know what they are talking about. Moreover, he was actually my guest. that person was looking for me.
He's the guy I met in the game I just played. A few days ago I was frustrated because of Ananta's strange behavior and turned out to be very annoying. I vent it out by playing online games, but without guessing someone is actually interested in me.
He said he liked my way of playing, to the point of wanting to get to know me more closely as a friend in the real world. I think he's just a freak who likes to play games.
Being reluctant and finding no reason to refuse, I used the name Ananta to get acquainted. I didn't know the guy was really looking for her. I took it too lightly when he said he wanted to meet in person and now he's here, talking to Ananta who occasionally glances sadistically at me. Well, I can't change what's going on, so I can only accept that Ananta is angry with me later.
After a long conversation, Ananta came to me. I know, he must be angry.
BUKK!!
I complain. He smacked a thick book into my head. “sakit” my whine.
“Just be aware if you use my name for something like this again” he said angrily. I also didn't know that this would happen knowing.
“I apologized yesterday” I asked for forgiveness. Ananta replied with a regretful expression.
"it's still your fault" angry Ananta. I know it's my fault, but you should be more gentle with women. Huft.
"about my identity as a milli. please keep it a secret yes.you have nothing to lose by getting acquainted with him." I continued. I don't want to deal with that freak. He better know that his friend in the game is a man.
"promise" I said.
"okay.but let me hit you one more time" he replied smiling wickedly. As long as he promises I will. I closed my eyes and prepared to suffer a headache once again.
"huh" she sighed harshly making me see her chuckling. eh? is the mood better?. I saw him muffle his own laughter before staring intently at me again for a few seconds.
But he immediately set his expression to look as calm as ever. I was surprised to see her acting so sweet all of a sudden. He even seemed to have forgotten that he was angry with me.
Ah yes, I just remember. now the lesson time is Bu Lita, of course she is happy. Even though he had no hope, he obviously still liked it. Ananta smiled sweetly, sitting on his stool like a child who wanted to be fed. So ridiculous.
her sweet smile faded away just like that when the substitute male teacher came. I know he was very disappointed by the way the smile disappeared instantly.
“Good morning kids” he immediately realized our disappointment. He must have known he wasn't the person we expected to be standing there.
"Don't be evil so dong. his smile was forced to really" he said a little joking despite only being rewarded with a sincere smile that disappeared again in an instant.
“Bu Lita is taking a few days off so I will replace her for a while” he said soon. His explanation only gave an excuse, not treated our disappointment.
The rumors about Bu Lita moving on are becoming more and more with Bu Lita's cut today, and I suddenly feel the need to comfort someone. I know it's like ending Ananta's chance to keep the person he likes from leaving him.
“Ta...” When the lesson time was over I planned to cheer her up, but Ananta hurriedly left before I could hold her back. Ah, it's like he doesn't need me, he needs solitude like he usually does.
I let him go, let him struggle with his own thoughts. I don't know what he's doing. Lamenting the fate of being alone?. Because as far as I know there's nothing she can change about this. It's about other people's feelings.
We kept quiet afterwards, even until dinner time came there was not the slightest sound from us until mom thought we were fighting again.
Actually I just, not knowing what to do, should I comfort someone??
Ananta just sat quietly eating the dish in front of him. I saw clearly she forced a smile when she came home. It's hard to smile if you're not really happy.
Ms. Lita, she has really succeeded in turning the heart of an Ananta and making him fascinated. Although I was surprised, how Ananta could love such an adult.
I admit that teacher is beautiful, but with all the risks like that, she should be self-aware and back off. Because there is no way a teacher will repay his student's love. But Ananta does not, he continues to love even though it is certain his feelings will not be reciprocated.In fact I am amazed he can be so strong. I'm just sick of being rejected a few times. But he was able to hold on even though there was clearly no hope at all.