Senior, Stop Teasing me!
The North Pole Man
I was woken up by the alarm I set last night, the clock was already showing at 04:00 in the morning. Incredible sleepiness hanging on the eyelids.
“Can you cook, Shinta?” I asked weakly.My lips still felt stiff to move.
“Sure, that's why I entered the Department of Catering.”
I'm “...”
Shouldn't I be happy to have a friend who is good at cooking? I showed a thin smile. “Then, help me cook!”
“Sure, sure. But let me wash my face first.” His voice was hoarse with his eyes still closed. We tried to get up with a limped move. Independent life starts from now–started with cooking.
Several times I would glance at Shinta to ask her how to cook. Like which ingredients should I put first, how the size of salt that fits the tongue or how the vegetable looks if it is ripe. Cooking is so hard!
“Better you take a shower and get ready first, Zytha. Let me handle the rest.” This is what I was waiting for from the beginning. I immediately rushed as if running from the kitchen, I was not used to it. Even though I live in a poor family, my mother never let me in the kitchen to help her cook. My mother was just oiling to study, study and study.
Some time later we finally finished the exhausting activity and felt fullness in the stomach. We decided to go to school as soon as possible because we had to walk and should not be late. We don't want to be embarrassed to accept punishment in front of other new students.
The distance between school and our boarding takes 10 minutes. We don't have to go through a big highway, we'll go through a small alley behind the boarding house that takes us straight to the front of the school gate.
The cold was piercing to the bone, the morning dew from the trees by the roadside would occasionally drip towards my face. The road still looks dark and foggy, but we are grateful for the lights that are still burning at every gate of the houses. Although there are certain areas that are quiet and do not have lights, we must be vigilant and careful.
“You heard the sound of footprints behind us, Zytha?” Shinta's trembling voice made me shudder in horror. We have just entered an area that has no lights. The sound of the foot was heard by more than two pairs.
“Be quiet, it must be citizens or new students like us. Do not invite their attention,” I said in a low voice, but the sound of the step was getting closer and then remained at the same distance behind us.
Why are they behind us? I started praying and squeezing my friend's hand, I don't know which prayer I chanted because of my fear. Some time later, the fog began to drift and sunlight seemed to start to shine from the east.
“You have to walk quickly, otherwise we will be late!” His voice was rushed and sounded cold but I felt anger there.
The voice came from the stalker. No, maybe not a stalker. They clearly knew that we were new students, were they also new students from the same school? With my great curiosity, I ventured to look over.
The guy with the ice-cold gaze of the north pole is right behind me–Ramli.
“Why are you walking at snail speed, ah?” Look, every time he met me he would look at me with a cold gaze beyond the cold dew this morning and now he's trying to scold me. I don't know what sins I've committed since the beginning of our meeting.
“That's our business, whether we should walk slower or faster.” Oh my God, my words cannot be withheld. I want to lock my mouth right now, completely mouth-to-mouth.
“Ow, Ow.. Don't take it heart, Deck Zytha.” Jaelani tried to put out the fire between us. “We saw you from a distance before and looked terrified. We are here just trying to accompany you guys,”.
I'm “...”
“So don't get me wrong, okay?” Jaelani tried to bring her face closer to see what answer I was going to give.
“For what to explain useless things.” Ramli walked ahead of me after saying his last sentence. My ‘thank you’ word has now burned and there is nothing left to say to him.
“We first yes, don't be late. Otherwise, brother cannot help you.” Jaelani's statement made me think for a while and then quickly prompted Shinta to speed up her pace.
“I can't walk in a hurry anymore, Zytha. I'm tired!” Oh my God, then you must lose that weight!
Moments later we arrived just as the gate was about to be closed by security guards. Tomorrow we must leave early and not forget to bring a street lighting tool.
All the new students gathered on the school grounds, sitting with their legs crossed. There is not enough space to stretch the body. Sunlight began to roast our skin, I was not used to this even maybe I would not get used to it because my enemy was the scorching rays of the sun, we were destined not to be together for a long time.
“Consideration! All students stand up and then form a group based on their respective groups!” I heard the senior's direction from the front of the field, sounding cold and cruel. Why do I remember the north polar guy? I subconsciously patted my head that was starting to get contaminated. Stay away!!
“Very handsome, yes!”
“Not only handsome, besides being the chairman of OSIS, he is also at the top of the rankings with all his perfect values.”
“I think it is! How could the near-perfect face and brain still be on its own? Maybe the girl in this school is blind to leave her alone.”
“Should I look for information?”
“Can you be relied on?”
One by one the students just started to exchange opinions and information about the Chairman of OSIS who is now in front of the field, I began to be curious about its existence. My eyes cannot see long distances. Maybe at another time when there's a chance and when I don't forget my glasses again.
For now, I have to feel sorry for myself. I want to cry mom.
Why does Indonesia not have 4 seasons like neighboring countries and eliminate summer on the list? Wh why? Whyaa?
“Gugus Miss?”
“Ya, Ready!” We auto replied with an upright stance when our group name was mentioned but a moment later I started to get dizzy and my vision started to blur.
“My leader take over!”
“Ready!”
The voice that was faintly heard among the new students was now gone like being swallowed up by the earth. Who took the command up front to make all the gossipers in my group speechless? Whatever, I just need to stand up and try to survive.
“NIM 3639.”
The numbers are familiar to my ears.
“NIM 3639!!” His voice is getting louder and louder.
“Ready!” God, I forgot my own NIM. I'm not used to this number. Mamp*s by now, I realize my mistake. The sound of slow footsteps led to me and made my heart race faster. Every now and then I would try to glance at the sound of my feet and see who would now eat me alive.
The north polar guy–lagi?
God, pass out now I won't complain. Why should he go to school with me and why should he be my senior.
“Why did I brush your hair less than 25?”
What The F*ck. How does he know the number of hairs I shed less or more.
I'm “...” I'm at a loss for words by her.
“Count!”
“How do I count? Even shooing him, I was helped by my roommate.” I'm not gonna back down. Fuck the senior!
“Is this your manners to your senior? Which department are you in?” His voice grew colder and felt the heart freeze instantly.
“Sorry if my words are less pleasing in the hearts of seniors, it's just that there is no stipulation on the number of hairs when yesterday's notice.”
“You never heard of the law of article one that seniors are never wrong?”
Now I'm sure that he did target me from the beginning. I looked at him right in his eyeballs, as if a glint was going to come out of my eyes.
“Then, whatever I answer will be my fault and be the truth for seniors. I'm ready to receive the punishment.”
“NIM 3639, in position ****-up!”
I will curse your grandmother until your descendants come!
