Senior, Stop Teasing me!
Heart Mark
“Wah.., I was so nervous. My red book is not yet fully loaded.” I heard Syafa complain about one thing from the beginning of my meeting with him this morning.
“Already, we've tried.” Nurul tries to find sincerity from behind his sentence, he starts to embrace each other with Syafa as if saying their destiny has come and will face punishment together.
“Will that senior settega be on us?” Saints began to get carried away by the atmosphere of seeing two friends embrace each other in one suffering.
“....”
“Zytha, I can't guess what's on your mind right now. You're not afraid of that water?”
“Now the dry season, all the got must be drying.”
I mean to joke with you, but why do you show a hopeful, enlightened face.
“But, there will be some enough puddles for some new students. Pray that you will not be part,”.
“Whataaa...!?” They were very compact making expressions of fear.
“Ayoo let's see who has the lowest number among us.” Shafa enthusiastically counts.
“Come friends. I was just kidding. I'm sure senior won't have time to prank us today.” I continued before this silliness became more so. I've been amused enough to let go of my current tension.
“Handering? Look at that expression of yours! It was flat at all!” Nurul's voice was shrieking the ears.
“I can't help you,” I said flat. I lost the way to form a smile on my lips.
Actually today I feel a little nervous. Today I will go up to the hall stage for a few words representing the new student.
I tried to suppress all my panic, constantly trying to throw a flat face. But my heart can't be lied to, it's a little pumped up quickly.
There was a dazzling figure from the front that suddenly appeared. It looks so different today. Reza appeared to be in a more formal outfit than usual, a white shirt wrapped in a black suit. Her hair is also neat. Everything she wears looks perfect and makes it even more awesome.
“Where is your red book?” reza asked suddenly to break my attention to find her figure.
“What's looking for my red book? Now there are still two hours left until the collection limit.”
“You haven't got parafku.”
Is that as important as your parafmu? Even if I haven't filled it to the fullest, my heart is still heavy to let your graffiti trace on mine, my inner self.
“No need.” After my reply, all the friends looked at me with intimidation. Is Reza trying to trouble me again? It was as if I was noticed by him but it turned out that I only had trouble afterwards. The gazes of his fans were more terrifying than that cold face of his.
I clearly saw her lips curl upwards for a while later. Is this really the plan?
“Because your friend refused, you won't get it either.” Reza is like adding fire to a smell that spreads from all directions.
“Zytha, don't think about your own ego. Quickly submit your book.” Syafa grabbed my plastic bag with all her strength. And hurry to find what the enemy wants.
A deadly gaze towards me and turned to a spoiled gaze in the other direction. You're like sheep-wolf.
Reza continued to turn over sheet by sheet the red book slowly. His eyes were like reading one line after another. We're like waiting for a judge to knock on a hammer to accept a sentence or a freedom.
“You managed to get the names of difficult seniors.”
It difficult? Nothing is difficult. Only you have such foolish and unreasonable requirements, my inner self.
“Quick. I have to meet someone at this time” I urge Reza to immediately quit her activities.
“Where?”
“Since when did seniors become such a concern?” I'm just trying to throw a cynic sentence here.
“Since now.”
Whahuh? What answer is that? You still want to continue your game? Look at your fans' gazes at me. You are so annoying, my heart.
“I don't have time to play with you.” I once again cast a deadly stare, yet Reza continued to focus on the book sheet.
“Why do some seniors make a heart mark on each of their parafs?”
“Hey, it's none of your business.”
Heart Mark? I never saw him. Better not ignore them now. Reza just wants to get in trouble with me.
After he finished playing with the red book, he immediately grabbed the pen and started making paraf.
A second later, the red book had covered my face.
“Can't you give it to him alright? My lipstick is stuck there!” I'm really wrathful. God, I'm a good boy. I'm very good at self-control, but why when dealing with Reza I get so grumpy.
I saw a smirk of satisfaction on the corner of Reza's lips. Well, today I decided to make you my enemy, my inner being.
“Zytha, ayoo rushes away.” A new student came to me. He is Joni. We got acquainted when the council called us yesterday afternoon. I planned to meet him first, but he's finally the one who found me first now.
I need to cool my head and my heart. Patience, Zytha. Don't let him win because he managed to provoke you, my inner being.
“Where?” Reza again asked with a cold look towards the new student.
“We a–”
“Not your business. Ayoo we go.” I immediately held back the voice that was about to come out of Joni's tongue. I got up and then rushed away.
I heard some voices of complaints my friends were about to leave Reza and in a few moments they managed to keep Reza quiet there for a paraph.
“You are very close to the seniors,” Joni told me. His voice is a bit hoarse.
“Not really. Don't get too hung up with that senior. That's not good”
Pftttts
Joni held back her laughter, I'm telling the truth here and nothing funny.
“Why laugh?”
“You're funny!”
Ahh .. Let him think to his own mind. I can't read anyone else's attitude anymore, it makes me tired.
“Where will we go?”
“Fashion Room, the seniors there are waiting for us.”
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“Why are you guys so long, hurry up!!” A beautiful girl came to greet us in a hurry.
“Why do students who have beautiful and handsome faces stress me out today!!” The senior continued all his scolding.
There are 4 seniors in the room, 2 people are busy with fashion suits and 2 others are ready with all their makeup tools.
“I want to court Reza a little longer. But he always just ran and dodged me.”
“How come Reza's not afraid of you? she doesn't like to be dressed in opa-opa style!”
“Be quiet, I'm still grieving here. Don't sprinkle salt on my wound.”
“Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. do your job.don't complain. I don't want to miss the opening of the show!”
“Iya...” All the seniors replied weakly and immediately began the mission.
“What's with the make up on your face? the organizers are now making the students into clowns!” I chuckled to hear a senior now putting a cleanser on my face.
“Wahh .. You are handsome once!” Compliment the other senior to Joni. Joni now wears after the same suit as Reza, only Joni wears a peach color shirt.
“You are the most handsome student in the new student force.uuh~~ gemes me,” continued the other senior. That senior looks to make Joni his new idol now.
Finally after some time had passed. Our appearances both changed completely. Where's that clown look?
My hair is long, unraveling and wavy at each end. I feel like I've become an official student with a touch of black blazer. The knee-length skirt still feels comfortable for me to use as well as the heels are not too high.
The makeup on my face looked light but really gave it a touch of spring. L like it.
“You guys are amazing!” One of the senior girls enters the room with attributes that indicate that she is really a committee member.
“Come we go”
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author note
Reza: "Stop?! what are you going to give my face??"
Senior :"It's just a liplos, it won't be colored."
Reza:"Keep it!"
Senior:"..." I want to eat you right now Reza.
