The Dear Love School

prolog + look he

“**Men with thousands of flaws

But it has a million advantages

The man whose words are always warm

And his attitude always made me comfortable

I liked it when he gave me attention

I loved it when she gave me a cheer in my bleak life.

He came like a wave and went like a breeze.

I love him, the man, the man who loves poetry and poetry that is always soothing.

Don't forget a sweet, intoxicating smile

Now that I realized, that man had filled the vacuum of my life

Makes me reluctant and unwilling to just forget or disappear for a second without his presence.

O man with a million god-given gifts, please make me a complement in every minute hour and day of your happy life***”

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***❝that's it, I don't know why I'm interested in you, even every second of my time I use to think about you❞

Roosevelt anindia adriana

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My name is Roosevelt anindia adriana, just call me oca it's easier, I've been almost two months of school in my new place, precisely in one of the international High School in Jakarta, Jakarta, better school than my old school, I hope it's just like my story that maybe it'll be better when I go to school here.

I hope it's like that.

I am a jolly person, but also a curious person but I am a sociable girl.

After two months of school, I made a new friend.

Song yulan, and chika azalea

They're very good friends of mine, actually I have other friends too, just me and they're not very familiar.

I am grateful that I was able to enter the superior class when I was almost 1 month behind in school, she said, well because during those 1 month I decided to neutralize my mind that was in a state of turmoil because of a sudden move like this.

Fortunately I can understand and understand that my parents did this, for my future.

And let's hear my story, it's not so much fun just that I hope you guys feel how wonderful it is to be loved and privileged.

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This morning I went to school as usual, only I came too early because I saw the classroom was still very quiet.

Though I saw the sun already smiling looking at the earth, but why can't they welcome it with joy.

Being too bored I decided to sit on my chair while reading a textbook, counting memorization in spare time.

Today there will be physics subjects, boring! Very! I don't like the physics that turns heads.

Maybe especially on the formula part, everyone knows that.

While looking at the sky of the blue classroom sky, I paused for a moment, sharpening my ears when I accidentally heard the small voice moans inside this classroom.

Suddenly I stood up to run from this classroom, because my mind was fixed on the astral beings that were indeed likely in this classroom.

But before I ran, I saw a man sitting in the corner of the room holding a black notebook and not forgetting the headsets he always prepared.

But he never interacted with any of the students in this class.

Weird right?

His name is kaylindra zeiden pratama, my friend said he is usually called senses.

Because I was very curious about the senses, I once asked yulan and chika, these two best friends were just looking at the shoulder not knowing.

But one message that yulan once gave me, so as not to be close to the senses because he is dangerous, and another he can not be invited to communication.

I don't know the meaning of the word yulan, all I can catch is that I can't get close to the senses.

I can only follow Yulan's will, because I'm a new student here, never knowing about anything that's ever happened at this school.

Although I actually do not believe his words yulan, because with my own eyes I see the senses help the school gardener to water the flowers, see the senses happily help a grandmother across the street.

That's enough to prove that the senses aren't good.

I either stared at the senses undisturbed, or the senses were unaware of my arrival?

Indra is quite handsome, not too ugly for someone who has no friends, know for 2 months I went to school here, I never saw the senses of playing with his friends.

He only went to the canteen during the first break, then went to the library during the second break, don't ask me where I can find out, I'm a good stalker, it is not difficult to get information about the existence of the senses.

With the courage I had gathered, I walked up to my senses, and sat down next to them. I swallowed my salivary as my senses glanced at me then severed his eye contact. Am I ugly? So that the senses won't look at me?

Can't be negative thingking.

"Hi? You're indra?" I shyly asked the senses, which I saw the senses only answering with a nod and a small smile.

"I'm Roosevelt anindia adriana, just call me oca." I stretched out my hand to invite the senses to shake hands.

For a few seconds, my hand hung in the air, because for a second my senses did not return my hand. It's true that his senses are very dangerous, but he doesn't look scary.

"Well, if you don't want to shake hands with me, but can I come with you?" Ask me while pulling my hand slowly, honestly right now I feel embarrassed because it is not noticed by the senses.

Again the senses do not answer what, he ignored my question, I grunt annoyed, is it true the senses mute? At least if it's true he can answer my questions with sign language instead of silence.

But there's no way my senses are mute, I've seen him talking to other people myself. Maybe this is already a stubborn and very indifferent sense character.

Even without getting an answer from the senses, I am still me, a stubborn girl who wants whatever my will is realized, even without the permission of the senses I sit beside her.

Yes, sit on the floor with the cold cut man.

It seems like the senses are ignoring my presence, the proof is that he is still seriously writing on his notebooks, so cute is he? Is that what keeps him away from many people?

It's still a mystery.

I mustered my courage to strengthen my heart if my questions returned unresponsive to the senses. If I am curious, I must find out for myself, in order to get satisfactory results.

"Indra's? What are you doing?" I asked to look at the senses that were still focused on the notebooks, like my ghost here my existence seemed to be absent by the senses, a cruel man.

"Indra's? You why? You can't talk?" I asked with a tubi bertubi, I was annoyed that the senses again ignored my question.

But my guess was wrong, when I said that my senses glanced at me long ago, then pulled his index finger towards my lips, hinting for me to be quiet.

"Don't be noisy, you better listen to this." Indra put the earphones on my left ear, I could feel the lentic finger of the senses that tucked the bangs of my hair so as not to block the way to insert the earphones in my ears.

For a moment I was silent, sensory treatment? How could? I was stunned before finally realizing that the senses were not as bad as what they said.

Good sense, my God that man has made my heart rhythmically irregular, my heart happy, because it has been in the senses, a gift to me.

Before long I heard a melody filling my eardrums, his voice smooth and slowly rhythmically calming my heart and soul.

Classic songs of the past, make me remember father and mother, what senses like songs like this?

It feels like paddy smiling

Blowing the bay calls out the succum

Tomorrow you will smile

Gives her a million flavors

I smiled faintly, when I heard that lyric quote again, I did not know what the title was but I liked it.

"You like it?" asked Indra to me, I replied with an enthusiastic nod that the song was indeed very heart-wrenching.

"I like it senses, very." I smiled looking into the hazel eyes of the senses, she also returned my smile, she smiled very sweetly.

Then from the outside came the commotion of the student who was about to walk into the classroom, I saw his lightning-fast senses pulling his earphones in my ears and pushing my body.

"What's the hydra?" I asked for confusion because the senses are like being chased by demons.

"You wouldn't be safe if they knew you were friends with me."