Senior, Stop Teasing me!
Competition Aura!
The laughter and jokes were uncontrollable in the classroom, the bell had rung a few minutes ago, but the teacher had not yet come. This classroom looks very spacious. Even though there was a set of computers on each student desk, I could still move freely in the hallway of the table and even still be quite spacious if I tried to sleep on it.
I looked at the blue sky and the white clouds behind the glass window of the classroom, the wind looked very calm when I saw the movement of the clouds there. Occasionally will be seen some birds that will fly in groups. Nature feels more soothing and feels away from this frenzy.
“Good morning kids.” For a while, the state of the classroom began to quiet and restrained. A man enters the class, the glasses he uses increasingly make him look sexy. Not sexy in the sense of sexuality, but more towards his brain. Geniuses look very seductive, don't they?
“Good morning too, Sir!” We enthusiastically answered her morning greetings.
“Bapak is your homeroom teacher. For the next 30 minutes, I will use it to structure the Class Organization Structure. After that, you will continue learning,” he explained then make some graffiti on the board.
There was some noise during the election, I prefer silence. I don't want to be involved in this organization.
“How about our best student?”
“Uh?” I hesitated for a moment to look towards the homeroom teacher. What does that mean, me?
“You don't intend to take part?”
“I don't think so, Pak” I said it steadily.
“Try thinking again. There are several privileges if you take part, such as the right to freedom not to follow the hygiene schedule and you have the right to choose your own sitting buddy.”
I turned to see Syafa, “it looks like a sitting friend will be randomized,” Syafa said with an anxious face. His gaze seemed to say that I should advance to the battlefield.
I took a deep breath before making a decision. “Good. I'll come with.”
“Good.” My homeroom teacher was like setting a trap for me, really troublesome.
Moments later my name was written on the board. Before the election, I threatened my friends not to give me the right to vote. At least, don't let me be the class president. I hate taking care of others.
It seems like the sky is on my side, I am only his representative. But isn't that the same? I hesitated for a moment. A moment later, I saw a man coming towards me.
“Hai. You remember me, right? Hopefully we can work together,” he said to me. Why is Joni here? I quickly looked at the blackboard that I had not noticed before, the class chairmanship was held by Joni Sriawan.
“Uh? Ah.., of course I remember you. Sorry, I didn't notice,” I said regretfully.
“Hahaha, you are indeed like that, never paying attention around you.”
“Iya.., you are right.” I answered weakly.
“Alright, I'll go back to my desk. Have a nice day.” Joni turned around and then returned to her seat.
“Wahh..., great! Our class has two of the best students of the year.”
“But, isn't the aura of competition becoming stronger here?”
“I, who was the best student in my village, raised a white flag. Don't try to compete! Don't!”
“Ahh..., you are right.”
“But if you think about it, aren't the students in our class on average the top three champions in the previous school? Is this a coincidence?”
“Really? Why do schools arrange student placements like this?!”
This is not good news at all, like some previous gossip. The aura of competition was fierce, I started to worry about my scholarship.
“Good. Now it's 30 minutes, it's time for your teacher to come in. You will resign. Good morning, Kids”
“Good morning, Pak”
The uproar that occurred 30 minutes earlier had disappeared, although the student guardians had disappeared behind the wall, but we all fell silent. The aura of competition was mixed with anxiety. I can feel the sharp look towards me.
“Hahahaha.” Someone had laughed out loud to repel this gripping atmosphere.
“Why are you laughing, Joni?” A friend asked worriedly.
“Already. Don't worry about anything. You just need to show your skills, right? Don't feel depressed.”
“Iya. You're right.” All the students tried to return to their clear minds.
The situation has become crowded again.
“Ahhh..., really feel suffocating.” Syafa let out a long sigh and dropped his body on the table. There were 33 students in the class, and among them I was more worried about Joni. Joni is the second best student on this year's admissions list, the points difference between us is very thin.
“Everything's attention,” Joni obliterates all commotion. Teacher subjects ‘Basic’ Web Programming has logged in. “Give greetings!” continued.
“Good morning, Mother teacher!”
“Good morning, Kids. It seems like your organizational structure has been set. Now we will begin to learn. My name is Desy Kartika, call me Miss Desy. And here, I will be assisted by an apprentice student. Please come in, Reza.”
Complete already the problem that appeared this morning.
“My name is Reza. I will be the assistant teacher for all practicum classes. Thank you.”
Of course his presence has now become the center of attention, the girls look excited with sparkling eyes. While Reza's facial expression was so flat and cold.
Why do I always meet him.
“Do you have any constraints?” Reza took a seat next to my desk, my heart was not ready to receive sudden shock at all times.
“Nothing,” I said trying indifferently. Reza's watching my work.
“You are already proficient in this field?” reza said later, I heard him a little surprised and then took the mouse out of my hand. He slowly checked all the code I made. The subject of the day is getting acquainted with some commands in PHP. Surely a Programmer will not be unfamiliar with this term.
“Tasks only show some data,” I said. There is nothing to be proud of about this task. Even ordinary people would easily learn it.
“But you've used some functions that haven't even been taught. You really won't be honest?”
“I think Senior is already an expert in this field, I admit it.”
A moment later, Reza looked at me intently, like she couldn't believe what I said or maybe she was too hard to believe me.
"Why hear my answer if I don't intend to believe it." I'm getting pissed.
