SENSITIVE LOVE

First fight

Steven was on the roof of the school all alone. After circling the school in Aldo as a form of introduction to the school environment. They did it at the end of the lesson.

From where he stood Steven could see a small crowd of children walking towards the gate. Most of them walked to the back of the school towards the dormitory.

The average child chooses to live in a dormitory because of the busy schedule of the school. Of course the reason for the busy schedule is not the reason Steven wants to stay in the dorm.

Steven reached into his pants pocket and took out an e-cigarette. His curly hair began to grow long and covered his forehead. The gentle breeze made him comfortable before the ringing of the cell phone disturbed him.

"Ne appa .." she replied in her father's native language, South Korea.

"Arasso" he replied as his father told him to go to the school gate because he had arrived.

Steven took a sip of his cigarette once more before putting it away and moving on from there. Walk around with both hands in your pocket.

The school had begun to quiet down, he was walking faster when his phone rang again, clucking softly at the sight of his impatient father.

Bruk!

Steven was a little backwards because he had just hit someone's shoulder. He saw on the floor a girl. The boy had a fight with a classmate in the cafeteria. Clara sat on the floor with her face in pain and books strewn around her.

"Did your eyes not work?" steven asked, his expression was flat and his tone was very slender.

Clara looked up, looking at him irritatedly as she got up. Glaring with a flushed face held back the anger. The problem is, his face when glaring is not scary even looks funny.

"You're wrong why you're angry, you freak!" sumpul Clara was upset.

"You look at the cell phone. I've dodged but you're following my steps!" clara continued with her angry face.

Steven did not reply, he just stared at Clara from top to bottom. Judging from his tie, Steven knew Clara was one level below him. As he remembered when Aldo explained about the school earlier. It made him feel more power due to the hierarchy of a senior.

"Hey! you should apologize, not just shut up!"

Again, Steven just ignored it. He just stared lazily at Clara who finally screeched and picked up her books. After that Clara left him with an annoyed face. He grumbled slowly along the way.

Steven chuckled softly before continuing his steps, feeling funny as he looked at Clara's face that was holding back in annoyance. Clara is the first woman who hasn't looked at her adoringly since she set foot here.

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Steven again had to go with his father before coming home. His father was training his protege on the pitch but he did not see Aldo among the players. How come the captain doesn't train when everything's here?

"Bored?" Steven picked up the bottle of mineral water his father had thrust out while shaking slowly.

"It's quite nice to see them training, where's the team captain?" ask Steven.

"At school with an OSIS assignment. Right now he's catching up on the lessons because of last season's game."

Steven just nodded, so he remembered Clara who had brought a lot of books. He also had a chance to see some belonging to third grade children.

"How's the first day at the new school?" asked her father to break the silence.

"Okay," he replied.

"Said Nicholas you're already famous on the first day and have a fan base,"

"Who's Nicholas? a spy?"

Hearing Steven's accusation his father laughed crisply.

"He's a gym teacher there, he's a dad's best friend" explained his father before getting up and approaching the players who had regrouped.

Towards magrib, his father stopped the exercises. Tell the students to get ready to go home.

"It's over?" steven asked as his father walked towards him with the bag lying on the grass.

"Of course, it's too late. kajjaa....!"

Steven got up uninspired and followed in his father's footsteps.

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Steven lay on his bed and stared at his phone before opening a message on social media. Sighs when he sees a name he really does not want to see again. A name he avoided because of a misunderstanding. Steven didn't want to bother solving it. It's not something that he has to give special attention to, that's why.

He deleted the message and read it. Also deleted hundreds of messages from fans he read. Just a few messages from a close friend he let.

Just as he was about to get up to get off, his phone rang with a chat message notification. He frowned because the application he had just made when he arrived in Indonesia and that was because of his father's request.

"What group is this?" he muttered when he opened the message. He was clucking lazily as unfamiliar names started appearing on his phone.

Steven directly out of the group that turned out to be his class grub. And angrily blocked all the numbers that had just sent him useless messages.

"Dad, tomorrow I'll change the number" he said

His father looked up and stopped his chewing for a moment. They're having dinner on the park bench behind the house. Her father likes to eat out of the house because he is more comfortable.

"Hm... Alright, eat a lot," Steven glanced for a moment but did not speak anymore. "If there's a problem talking to Dad, okay!" his father said again. Steven just nodded.

"Tomorrow there will be a friendly match outside the area, chances are the father will be gone two days. Tomorrow morning the new maid is already going to work. For a while you go by taxi. When I memorize the road I will buy you a car. Do you have a SIM?" Steven nodded, he had already gotten a SIM during the second grade of High School.

"International?" ask his father again.

"Hm ... "

"Good, well... Dad comes in first. Don't forget to wash your dishes."

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Clara wiped off the trail of sweat on her forehead as she finished compiling the messy OSIS files. It was early in the morning but he was sweating a lot.

"Tired? Had breakfast?"

Clara glanced at Aldo who had just entered the room before ignoring him. Continue his work and intend to answer. Aldo didn't bother about it because he knew Clara was upset with him.

"The annual oven is just around the corner, but you're busy with your own world brother Aldo... When are we meeting to take care of this?"

"ah! That's... I was just about to tell you that I'm going out of town this morning. There's a match and we've got a school permit" Aldo replied in a guilty tone.

Clara looked at him sharply before snorting and walking out. He was upset because he would have been alone. Always was and Clara was really upset amazingly.

Aldo did not prevent it, he scratched his head confused as to how Clara would forgive him. They would be gone two days and surely the teachers would pressure him to make a decision. The event is only a week away and the preparation is certainly not easy.

Clara fled to the back garden of the school with a flower garden. He always goes there if he has a bad day to restore his mood. But just arrived, he was surprised by the smoke from behind the tree. Of course he wasn't stupid about where the smoke came from. Then with a feeling of annoyance he walked there. Scold anyone who dares to smoke in school.

"It's morning and you're smoking!"

Clara rounded her eyes as she turned her head, the man got up and faced her. "Oh, you turned out! New kid but already done."

Steven smokes his electric cigarette and advances his face right in front of Clara's face. Exhaling cigarette smoke intentionally.

"Gee! What are you_"

Clara's words came to a halt as Steven suddenly pulled his waist closer. He closed his mouth to Clara's right ear and whispered there.

"Don't take care of me if you still want to live comfortably in school."

Clara was staring, and suddenly her heart was beating faster. There was a strange rumble as the low voice entered his forest. Before he woke up, Steven had already let go of his hand and sat back down leaning back. He resumed his smoking.

Clara took a deep breath as she gained control. Staring annoyed at Steven who had ignored him. Finally speaking again, he left Steven just as the first bell went off.

Steven clucked lazily and circulated his gaze throughout the place. When he saw the long bench not far from there, he got up and lay there facing the sky. No matter what class starts soon.

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The first lesson was over by the time Steven entered the classroom. As he was already sitting on the bench, Irfan and the others immediately bombarded him with questions. He even scratched his ears impolitely before throwing all the gift boxes on his desk into the back-of-class trash can. Making everyone gap with different expressions.

"Well! This son of a bitch has a bad character!" First child.

"Get out of class tampa permission, blocked a classmate's number and this morning it looks like the number's been changed." Another child.

"Whatever you care, it's your business then let it go" it was Lea who did the defense. In an instant, another girl came to Steven's defense.

Finally there was a war of debate between boys and girls. Steven who was fed up finally kicked the table strongly before pounding the bench beside him. The class became silent.

"Stop the fucking noise!" he swore in a cold low tone.

One of the boys there, whom Steven didn't care about his name approached him. The boy immediately threw a punch at his handsome face.

"Who do you think you're ruining the class, huh!" he said with a thick batak accent.

Steven smiled cynically before throwing a kick into the child's stomach until he tumbled backwards and fell to the floor.

The boy certainly did not accept. He got up and with the help of his friends. Because of that, there was a fight in class.

Steven was able to keep up with them due to his high posture and of course, due to his martial abilities. He was already used to fighting, fighting some children like them was not a problem for him.

"STOP!"

Clara's blissful screams stopped the fight. Clara was about to hand out a registration brochure for a school event, but she saw something unwanted.

Clara bravely pulled Steven's hand away from there after throwing the brochure on the table just like that. Steven didn't rebel, for some reason he just complied when Clara pulled him into the OSIS room.

"Your classes are equipped with CCTV. Soon the school will call you, you troublemaker! You know who you hit? One of them was the son of an official!"

Steven just kept quiet as Clara kept babbling. He even enjoyed that facial expression. Clara who did not get any reaction finally clucked lazily. He was trying to understand Steven and all his behavior. But in any way he looked, Clara found nothing good.