Skaelic

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Faye Aeliya's.

The name stuck nicely in the minds of the Flourst disciples upon hearing the word 'queen bully'. To them, Aeli is hell. Many choose to turn around when looking at it. Dealing with Aeli is tantamount to dealing with the angel of death. Equally terrible.

Last week, Aeli stumbled over a bullying case that required her to be suspended for five days. During that time, Flourst's disciples seemed to be able to breathe the fresh air they had hoped for a long time ago. But, after the return of the girl, the gripping atmosphere was again felt.

Every step seemed to be a threat to them. Especially the victims who have been exposed to venomous bursts of an Aeli. It is certain that if there are brave people who seek because of him once, then bad luck will come directly.

“Dead lo, Jen. Can you get dirtyin Aeli.” table

Jena who is now holding a cup of drinks looks panicked. His face was deathly pale with the look of his eyes fixed on the brown liquid spilled on the white table.

“G-gue accidentally! Salahin's chair is Rona! Just walk the road!” Jena kicks an innocent chair that she considers to be misfortune until it spills a drink hitting Aeli's desk and a book lying on it.

“Loh, loh, loh. How do I get angry at my chair? You are not careful!” Rona said not to accept. Protecting his chair as if it were a living thing.

“If your chair is in its place I will also not stumble! Fucking seat bottom!”

“Woi! Rather than lo on debatein chair is not clear mending mending noh desk si Aeli. Want a free swing in his hands?” reana said, and Jena just remembered there was something more important than arguing about who was wrong between herself or Rona's chair.

“Gue still wants to live. Lord, please love your servant a chance.”

With panic Jena began to clean up the mess she was doing. He repeatedly grumbled, condemning everything that happened. Of the many tables that exist, why should Aeli's table be hit by spilled drinks that he brought?

Still mending if only the table, this is even the same books as all of you. Really shit Jena's fate today. Jena Poor.

“Ngapain on my desk?”

A cold voice that sounded successful stopped Jena's movements. His breathing felt stopped in his lungs, his body stiffened in fear at the same second.

With the remaining courage that Jena had, she turned her head towards Aeli. Jena could see Aeli was looking at her expressionlessly. His hands were crossed to the front of his chest, one of his eyebrows raised, intimidating. Aeli's cold aura oozed out and froze a hint of courage within Jena.

Jena gulped forcibly, spreading her gaze to the rest of the class who were now glaring at her with a look of pity. Damn indeed.

“E-eh, A-eli ..” Jena put on an awkward smile. Expel away the fear and nervousness that sticks. Although it feels very difficult because the figure of Aeli is standing right in front of him with a look of a face that looks ready to skin him all out.

“I-this .. I was accidentally .. g-gue tripped Rona's legs. Uh, Rona's leg chair. I mean, I mean foot—”

“Log out my table?” aeli sela. Lazy to hear Jena's sentence is too convoluted.

“This, Li. G-gue ...” It felt like Jena was no longer able to continue talking. Hearing the sharp tone and delicacy of Aeli alone had made his courage drained completely unceremoniously.

“Jeez, Li! Book lo!”

Clara screeched as she looked at Aeli's notebook soaking wet. I don't know since when the girl stopped next to Jena. Though as Jena remembered, she did not see the arrival of Clara with Aeli before.

Aeli's eyelids are rounded to see the state of his book is sad. His jaw hardened with teeth that began to flutter in his mouth. Aeli really does not like to see his things touched especially until they are damaged by others. Dare to damage Aeli's goods means ready to bear the consequences.

“Craftsmanship lo?” ask Aeli, cold. Highlight his eyes draw sharp eyes of Jena who began to glaze. Makes the heart of the empu like it will degenerate into a snoring.

“M-I'm sorry, Li. T-So that's my intention to sit down, but instead stumbling on Rona's fucking chair. I-I happen to bring drinks so yes .. spill over to the table lo ...,” explained Jena. He bowed without daring to return the gaze of the eagle Aeli threw.

“Gue please forgive me. Don't fuck me, Li! I still want to live well,” please Jena while touching Aeli's wrist. Unfortunately, it was immediately brushed off violently.

Jena realized if she made a mistake again. Aeli doesn't like to make physical contact with anyone, and almost everyone knows that.

“Truthful Cassian si Jena. I hope I can still meet him after this,” Friska muttered in a resigned tone. I deeply regret the stupidity of his best friend.

“Jen, you no longer bales revenge because Aeli was a nonjok lo guy, right?” ask Clara to investigate.

If Aeli is a bully queen, then Clara is his follower. He was always next to Aeli, supporting all the actions of the girl without thinking rightly about her actions.

Jena shook her head violently, refuting Clara's accusations. “Not at all, Clar! I really did not intentionally.”

“Alesan! Tell me you still have a grudge against Aeli.” Clara rolled her sickened eyeballs.

“Oath to god! I really didn't intentionally. After all, what Aeli is doing is real. Wrong andra.” Jena is still trying to defend herself. No, maybe to survive.

Aeli snorted, fed up of seeing the debate ahead.

“Replace my table. Everything has to be sorted out before I go back,” he told the class leader who had witnessed the impromptu drama since.

“Ngerti?”

The teary-eyed man gulped as he felt a cold aura when he faced Aeli. He nodded without saying anything. Aeli immediately passed out of the class without caring about the hours of lessons that would begin in a moment. Clara also came out after confirming Aeli's absolute order earlier.

Fortunately Aeli was not in the mood to act as usual. If that happens, maybe Jena will not be separated from the crazy thing that Aeli might do afterwards.

“Crazy, want to take my life anjir.” Rona sat weakly in her chair. Holding the chest that caused an unusual pounding. He almost suffocated to feel the gripping aura that Aeli put on.

Although he was not the target of Aeli this time, still the tightness was like locking him up and making it difficult to breathe properly. She could be like this, let alone Jena. I don't know, it looks like the girl's life has been lifted. The proof is that he just kept silent with his mouth unclenched.

“Dit, hunt for Aeli's desk. Can you if he returns his table is still the same,” Reana remembers.

“O-oke.” With Radit's trembling body approaching, take Aeli's desk to the school shed and be replaced with a new desk. It feels like Radit's feet are not treading.

...•••...

Aeli's head is really dizzy. It was his first day at school after five days in suspension, but he was upset by his classmates. Mood Aeli since morning is not good, but he is also lazy to throw energy to rampage.

Though usually, Aeli always vent the emotions he harbored on anyone who dared to make him rise in blood. Unfortunately, all the things that happened even more make Aeli lazy to do anything. As a result, the girl only grumbled along the way.

“Not at home in school are all emotional! Do people want to see me die young? Hih, bummer!”

So busy grumbling annoyed, Aeli to the point of not realizing there was someone who suddenly appeared from the turn. The girl again cursed loudly when her body was pierced with great elegance.

“Dog!”

Almost Aeli fell down if slow to take control of his body. As soon as he knew who had just hit him, Aeli's countenance was filled with shock.

“Eh, sorry. I don't see,” said the empu quickly.

Aeli pegged for a while. His eyes highlighted the clingy man who was now also staring at him innocently. Aeli's views seemed reluctant to switch. His soul is like trying to get out of his body.

“You okay? Is anyone sick?” Sky asked confusedly. Because, Aeli suddenly changed like a dazed person.

A series of questions invaded Aeli's mind. This was the first time a man dared to ask her fearlessly. Looking at her gaze, Aeli knew the guy had absolutely no fear of her. As if he didn't know who he was.

Not wanting to rise, it's just that, every student who had ever spoken to Aeli always looked scared and uncomfortable. Perhaps it was because of knowing that Aeli was the most avoided queen of bully, or indeed for being reluctant to deal with her.

“Hey, are you okay?” Sky waved his hands in front of Aeli while tilting his head.

Her innocent face, why should it look so adorable anyway?! How can there be a cute, funny, handsome guy at the same time? How could there be such a face? And why could Aeli be made glued to that face?

God fucking. Who her? Why is Aeli seeing her now?

“Sorry yes about it, I actually did not see you, so play original impact so aja.” Sky said it while smiling awkwardly. Success made Aeli almost fainted from anxiety.

“I-ya .. gapapa.” Damn, Aeli's nervous. His face suddenly warmed. It feels really weird.

During this time, Aeli had never been interested in being close to any man. Every time someone approached, he always created distance and deliberately made them cringe with his behavior so they did not dare to approach.

Sure enough, since Aeli was labeled as queen bully. No man ever dared to come near or just send her flowers and love letters. After all, Aeli really did not have time to build a romance story.

Aeli was considered numb because he was too self-fortified and did not let anyone damage the fortress he built desperately. Then now, Aeli was easily fascinated with this cute guy? Em, how do you call it? According to Aeli, the face is complicated enough to be described in short sentences.

“You are doing nothing. Want me to take you to UKS?” tawal Sky's. Aeli's increasingly flushed face made her worry.

“Lo don't know who I am?” I don't know why out of the many questions should that question slide out. Aeli himself did not think.

“Faye Aeliya, right? Grade 11-1, queen bully school, likes to bully weak, terrible students, holders of one rank two semesters in a row, hobbies make trouble, make noise, get angry, like to skip lessons. Especially yeah? Ah, love to sleep in UKS.”

Aeli choked on his own saliva upon hearing Sky's brief explanation. It felt, he wanted to bury himself into the ground so shamefully. It's true, in this school Aeli is only famous for being smart. The rest, big zero!

“Eh, sorry. I'm not your stalker. I know because I often hear stories from my friends. Don't get me wrong,” was obviously Sky before Aeli had a bad view of him. Sky just didn't want to be labeled a stalker.

“Eung, gapapa. The part that you talk about is all.”

Aeli did not mind at all how others looked to him. But, when the damn sentence was said by Sky, somehow his heart was pierced. His heart was sad, but he himself created the image.

“Keep, you're not afraid that's the same me?” aeli asked with the rest of the face she had.

Sky shook his head lightly. “Neg. Unless you're craving human flesh.”

Aeli chuckled softly, just so she could get such a nagging answer. This guy is unique. Aeli was curious.

“Then I go first, yes. Sorry about earlier.”

Not yet Aeli gave an answer, Sky already fussed first from before him. Aeli stared at Sky's steadfast back with a hard-to-understand look. One corner of Aeli's lips shot up, and only he understood the meaning of that mysterious smile.

...•••...

Repeatedly Aeli massaged his forehead hearing the barrage of babble that Clara threw. Aeli's cup is hot. Honestly speaking. But somehow until now Clara seems never to end the discussion around that.

The handsome guy was cold-blooded, flat-faced, as well as had a gaze as sharp as an eagle. Dipta Prahardja. The man who continues to be the object of Clara's discussion. Aeli is really fed up.

“Kok can ya there is a guy as perfect as him in this world? I really-not expect deh as lucky as what a girl can melt her heart.” Clara propped up her chin, smiling with narrowed eyes. Malize.

“Created the most perfect habitat to be a girlfriend. Lo successfully dapetin he automatically you become the main character, Sis.”

Right anyway. The aura of the main character is already ingrained in the Dipta. His flat face seemed mysterious, cold-cold nature, his speech was really irrit. Moreover, every step is always the center of attention because it looks so alluring. Yes, like the main character picture of men in general.

But can't Clara stop talking about the guy she says is as handsome as the god bla bla bla bla? Is there no other more ethical discussion? If Clara wasn't Aeli's best friend, maybe she'd have had her mouth covered with grass.

“Can stop talkingin he doesn't anyway?” aeli Sahut.

To be honest, he was never interested in Clara's language. More precisely, Aeli had never been interested in Dipta. Because according to Aeli, the guy is too mainstream. The details of the characters are too easy to find in the best-seller novels on the gramedia.

“Why the hell, Li? Each time I discuss Dipta lo innan sensi mulu? Jealousy yes lo?”

“Gue not turn.” Aeli seplos. Sip the avocado juice and then bribe the remaining meatballs one seed into the mouth.

It took a while for Clara to understand the meaning of Aeli's sentence. “Ish, that's not what it means, Bangkong!” Now replace the Clara who is frowning. “Lagian you're weird tau no. Asked about handsome guys instead of seneng even sepet.”

“Gue don't like the handsome ones.”

Clara glares. “Li, I know you are single caratan, but do not really turn also dong!” She was horrified to imagine what if a baddas girl like Aeli really turned.

“Lo's narrow mind is very rich *****.” Aeli stared flat at Clara while pointing at the fork.

“Gak doyan handsome not necessarily I do not want a guy. Cowering. Am I a lesbian?”

“Terus lo doyan that ugly? Hey, what's the point of your pretty face, Aeliya?”

Aeli grinned. His hand turned to support his chin. His strange smile successfully made Clara shudder. Swallowing spit fearfully.

“Gue likes her cute.”

Boba Aeli's eyes were fixed straight at the object that had just retraced in the canteen. The smile that was not perfect is now completely broken. His mood improved by a hundred percent.

Clara frowned. He who was curious immediately followed Aeli's line of sight. Found a group of guys who are now gathered at one of the canteen tables, where they usually spend time at rest.

They were the most famous handsome guys in the class eleven class Flourst High School this time. Initially, Clara's gaze was centered on Dipta who looked the most prominent of her other friends.

Unkempt uniforms, without ties, the top three buttons are left open, and clothes that are not inserted make the aura of badboy out very clear.

Unfortunately, Clara realized that Aeli was not paying attention to her dream boy. Rather the figure sitting next to the master.

Sky Lazaro's.

Cute-faced guy who has the sweetest smile among them. Have a cheerful impression and always seem to spread positive energy in all situations. She had broad shoulders and a tall body, only her face looked so adorable and innocent. Exactly boy.

“Eh, don't bil—”

“Kok I just know yes it turns out he is as good as Dipta-Dipta lo it? You never told me there was a guy like him anyway,” interrupted Aeli. More and more Sky looked deeply. If Aeli knew there was a human like that long ago, he might have been a caper.

“Happy isn't he anyway? How to get it, huh?”

Aeli's anxiety became uncontrollable. If Sky is squishy, maybe Aeli's been wrung up to the tuner.

“Woi! Since when do you like Sky, anjir?!” Clara surprised. To his surprise, he could not shut his mouth.

“Oh, his name is Sky?” Aeli asked back. Too busy admiring Sky's timidity, he forgot to ask for names. If Clara had not mentioned her name, perhaps Aeli would never have remembered to ask.

“A cute name, like its owner.”

“Crazy! You seriously have a crush on that guy?!”

Aeli flicked his shoulders indifferently. “More than just a crush maybe.”

Clara gaped in shock, completely unexpected to hear such a stark answer from Aeli's mouth. Clara thought, Aeli's dream type guy was the same as him. Badboy, troublemaker, smart, beloved teacher, head of the society. Just like Aeli himself. Apparently, even the one Clara had always considered as a figure of figurant.

“Can-can be rich baddas lo doyan chick same cute, Li.”

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Faye Aeliya \= Fey Aeliya