The Era Of Footballer
Chapter 2 - Attention
"Good, Kids. Please note and then do the task on page 5" said the female teacher standing in front of the class.
School is only in one week, but the task has begun to approach. The students who had speculated that at least one week early would be able to "relax", were killed by their expectations. Wanted to complain, but the teacher before them had the aura of a "killer master".
Jegrek, the sound of the chair being pushed back. A student stood up and walked towards the female teacher sitting at the teacher's desk. Walk stout, graceful, beautiful, and have a look in the eyes that shows that she is a strong woman.
"Oh, so you're Elina. Hm, good ... as expected from the first rank," said the female teacher.
Elina Garini is a student who gets into school through a track of achievement. His name has been known since SD thanks to dozens of medals he won in academia. No one in the class knows his name .. except Rigla.
Rigla stared out the window, looking up at the blue sky with two flying pigeons.
From a distance, a girl stared at Rigla unhappily. That girl is Elina. Elina is a girl who always wants to be noticed by everyone around her. People will always notice him, even when he walks in the crowd, people will immediately open the way to allow themselves to walk on the red carpet.
When there was a lump of meat that did not pay attention to him, even ignoring him, how could he possibly calm down?
Who's the kid? How dare he ignore me?! I'm being given a compliment, you know! It is being watched by everyone! Why can you ignore me like that?! inner Elina. Elina then looked towards Rigla looking. Two birds? I ... lost to two birds?!
The teacher invited Elina back to her seat. Elina, who had daydreamed, winked and gave a subtle smile to the teacher, whose smile made the teacher's heart melt.
An angel ... what a goddess, huh? Well, between the two ... gave her smile to me, the inner teacher.
Everyone in the class was again hypnotized just through the path of an Elina. Yet again, a student was indifferent to an Elina.
"Oi, she's very pretty, isn't she?" whispered a male student to his friend.
"Yes! Her face, her body .. perfect!" whispering to his friend.
Everyone immediately whispered, talking about the figure of Elina.
"How lucky I am to be in a class with the Angel of the School, Elina" is what comes to mind for every student in the class. And what came to Elina's mind.
Praise me, watch me! Pour all your hearts out to me! inner Elina. Elina smiled faintly and flicked her hair.
Everyone simultaneously said "Wah ...!" with both eyeballs that change shape into hearts. Elina grinned and said in her heart, "Now ... You must have noticed me, right?" and glanced towards Rigla.
Rigla ... sleeps in class. Elina was petrified, a crack appeared from the tip of her head. Destroying his high self-esteem.
Fucking kid!! inner Elina with eyes that were burning by the flames of vexation.
Kriein! The sound of the bell marker at rest sounds. As in previous days, everyone immediately ran over to Elina, either to take a meal; just chatting; wanting to do PDKT; or even looking for a name and position.
Elina got what she thought she should have. The praises addressed to him were as if feathers from his wings. A wing that kept flapping made it fly into the 7th sky. However, the indifference of a Rigla scorches the feathers of its wings.
The child ...! inner Elina was annoyed yet tried to keep a calm smile to the people surrounding her.
Rigla stood up from her seat and walked out of the classroom with both hands stuffed into her pants pocket. Relax the neck until it sounds like a broken bone.
The troublesome woman, the inner Rigla closed the door from the outside.
The class hallway is very crowded. People filled the front door and classroom windows, vying for the best position to see the School Angel.
Tek~
"Surge! Put your eyes on the road!" snapped a male student who ran over and nudged Rigla.
Rigla is indifferent. Without even turning his face away, not even a glance, he continued his path.
The student who nudged Rigla had the typical appearance of an abal-abal school thug. Having an ordinary child's face, yet wanting to look naughty.
As usual, Rigla is indifferent. He continued walking without caring about the surroundings staring at him unhappily.
Seeing himself ignored, the man Rigla nudged became enraged. He gritted his teeth and walked furiously after Rigla. With his right hand raised and ready to hit, he yelled, "Fuck shit!"
Tep~
"What do you mean, Goddamn Bastard ...?"
A distinctive voice rang out from behind the person who nudged Rigla. Every second and third grader is familiar with the sound.
"Diego ...!" said the man who nudged Rigla with a slight stutter, but still wanted to look brave.
Diego gestured through his head to let the person who nudged Rigla get out of his sight.
"Or what?!" challenge the man who nudged Rigla.
Diego gives sharp shot. A look in the eye ready to kill the person before him. A black aura came out from around Diego's body. The students who were around the scene immediately ran away in fear.
Diego calmed down even though his gaze was still very sharp. The black aura around his body disappeared. The person who nudged Rigla trembled in fear, but such high self-esteem left him speechless.
"Sad, fucking ball player," said the man who nudged Rigla and walked out from Diego's presence.
After the person who nudged Rigla had left before him, Diego intended to greet Rigla and take her to the football club room.
"Ah, Rigla .." said Diego who lost Rigla. "Where are you, oi?!" move with frustration.
In front of a vending machine, Rigla was thinking about what kind of drink she was interested in.
Milk, is it ...? inner Rigla with the tip of the index finger that is two centimeters away from the milk button.
Dak!
A ball came crashing into the vending machine, making the machine error and making a sound indicating a drink had been selected. Rigla sighed, only being able to give up on what kind of drink she got.
"Sorry!" said a man by bending his body.
The indifferent Rigla, silenced the man. Squat down, take the drink that was destined for her. Looks like I was doomed with milk .. Inner Rigla saw the drink she got. Rigla took a quick glance, and the man who had apologized to her still kept bowing.
Rigla took out a paper straw provided next to the vending machine, stabbed it into her milk box. He walked out of the place without a word.
Already not feeling the presence of Rigla, the man raised his head. He picked up the ball next to the vending machine and returned to a small patch of land where he used to practice football.
Rigla walks with her right hand holding the milk box and her left hand inserted into the pouch. He walked nonchalantly, although the surrounding view made the taste of the milk he enjoyed change. Unpleasant rumors about him have been circulating.
"Eh, is that really his son?" whispered a schoolgirl.
"Yes! That was the student this morning!" whisper to other students.
Little whispers deafened Rigla. When all the foul whispers filled his head, suddenly came a man by slapping his back.
"Finally to all of you!" diego said excitedly.
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