The Romantic Story of a Loner High School Boy

Chapter 1: Prologue (Fix)

Everyone has a past, but not everyone likes their past.

Do you want to feel the memory? Surely not, right? Same is the case with a young man there who was sitting in a room that was quite spacious.

His name is Daffa Pratama who is now 15 years old, he hates his past so much that he once thought to change his past, but unfortunately it will not be possible.

Just before Daffa came to town, he was still in the village with his little family and his grandmother. At that time Daffa was still in Junior High School, at that time he experienced all the things that are now his life experience.

Be it bitter or sweet, he had already tasted it. Starting with bitter memories, it does not mean Daffa immediately gave up, his life began to change a little when a man appeared before him.

Dressing in luxury, he always helped Daffa, until he realized that the person who often helped him was his own classmate who had recently moved to school.

He is the door of hope for Daffa to change his behavior that always does not care about the people around him.

Daffa was very happy to have made a friend like him. Every day from morning until night they always play, practice, study, and joke cheerfully together.

Until at one time, a friend who had been considered a friend suddenly disappeared somewhere.

Daffa was no longer crying like when he first met, but rather amazed by his words that seemed to challenge him the day before leaving. "Daffa! You have to promise...! When we meet again...! You should've changed unlike when we first met...!"

But that was just his past, now Daffa was already living in the city with his simple little family.

Daffa chose to move to the city is not without reason, it all happened because Daffa who got an information from his grandmother about his best friend related to the family of Aciel. Armed with so little information, Daffa moved to the city with his parents.

His face looks different, probably because there is a picture of light coming from a cellphone held in his hand. The headset he wears makes the sound become muffled.

On his phone, Daffa was reading a blog about his new school at the SMA Merah Putih, because his long summer vacation was over.

Merah Putih High School is one of the most favorite schools in the city, because it is famous for its students who are smart in academic and non-academic fields.

In July 2022, precisely tomorrow Daffa will begin the teachings of the new year 2022/2023.

Even though he looks mediocre, actually his feelings are really anxious and so nervous to know tomorrow there is not a single student he knows there.

The door suddenly opened, and it turned out to be Daffa's mother Ayu. Ayu's mother turned on Daffa's room lamp and approached him, she stroked Daffa's hair while advising him to quickly go to sleep because tomorrow he was going to school.

Daffa obeyed his mother's words, and she immediately prepared the books she needed to bring tomorrow. After that, Daffa turned off the room lights and slept with the bolsters that faithfully accompanied him.

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Daffa Pratama, a young man who wanted to change his life but it was actually very difficult. He thinks he is very lucky because he can get into Merah Putih High School, although his grades are not very good and his nature tends to be aloof.

But there really is no lucky word in this world, because what he gets depends on his efforts.

Daffa's mother's name was Ayu's mother. Her name is also a mother, she is willing to wake up early just to tidy up and prepare breakfast for her husband and child.

Kriiinngg....!

The sound vibrated and sounded so distilling in the ears that Daffa was awakened by the sound, he then turned off the sound that came from the alarm clock. Daffa fell asleep again with his eyes that looked sepet.

Ayu's mother was already in Daffa's room earlier, she tried to wake Daffa up with her words. "Mom's son is up, take a quick shower and have breakfast." Mama said as she pulled out Daffa's hand.

"5 minutes, ma'am..." Reply to Daffa who is sleepy while rubbing his eyes.

"But it's 6:25..." Obviously Ayu's mother.

"Huhhhhh...!" Daffa seemed surprised to hear it, because 35 minutes later the ceremony was about to begin.

Daffa hurried, he got out of his bed, he ran down the stairs and went to the bathroom.

"Be careful, don't run...!" Maternal

Daffa had quickly finished bathing and was wearing an OSIS uniform. Now his eyes are no longer sepet, but feel seger.

Daffa ran to the dining table while tidying up his tie, where he filled his stomach with breakfast.

After doing everything for just a few minutes, Daffa rushed to say goodbye to his mother and left for school because the time had shown at 6:35.

"duh... I think it's too late, mah" said Daffa in a hurry.

"And I hope today I'm not unlucky, as in SD and Junior High." Daffa said in his heart.

Daffa ran as fast as possible without controlling his speed on his way to school, and when deflected he did not realize he had hit a girl who was walking with his two friends.

Brakk...!

Bruk...!

Daffa and the girl fell.

"www..." The girl was complaining in pain

"Sad..." Daffa stood up again. "Periforms... The uniform is the same as mine! It really is mah..." Daffa muttered in his heart. He was rather surprised to see their uniform which turned out to be a school with him.

"Ouch... If you run with dong's eyes!" Shouted The girl who fell while being helped to stand by her friend.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry" Daffa said without feeling guilty.

Daffa decided to run away and died the girl who still fell there. "The three of them are the same as my uniform, does that mean they're in school with me?" He kept thinking as he ran step by step.

After a few minutes, Daffa finally arrived near the school gate. His breathing is irregular, as a result of him who often runs until sweat splashes on some of his body skin.

The sound of a car horn, Daffa who responded immediately stepped aside from the middle of the road.

"Finally... Finally there," muttered Daffa in front of the school gate. The security guard standing near the gate told Daffa to hurry in.

Daffa walked through the gate, his eyes immediately getting a different atmosphere from the previous school place.

On the left there are some balls there, it seems that it is a football field, while on the right there is a volleyball court building. "Beh, crazy... It's a big field..."

While Daffa was fascinated by the surrounding scenery, he was suddenly grabbed by a group of other students.

The student who purposely nudged him looked at the sinister face of Daffa. "Oh, sorry... Trio F is going through." He looked down on Daffa.

"Eh, that's okay" Daffa replied nervously, meanwhile in his heart. "Eh... It turns out there are also people like them in this school."

Daffa relented, and let them walk first in front of him.

It did not take long, Daffa finally arrived at the central square, where the scenery was very crowded because there were students who lined up regularly. But the atmosphere is very quiet, because it turns out the ceremony has begun.

"You're late too, huh?" The student beside him Daffa invited a chat.

"Yes" replied Daffa briefly.

"You're late because of what? If I'm because of my chatty boyfriend, haha..." The students talk back.

Daffa was about to answer him but his upperclassman coughed in style. "Ehem!"

Daffa and the student beside him immediately focused on paying attention to the ceremony. "Boyfriend, yes...? I don't think those words are going to go extinct."

Until finally the flag ceremony was completed, without lingering Daffa immediately searched for his class with the instructions of a piece of school floor plan paper attached to several walls.

"Ten MIPA one... Ten MIPA one..." Daffa memorized it while walking around looking around. "Oh, here comes the ten MIPA one."

Daffa found his classroom on the bottom floor, X MIPA 1 writing on a board right above his classroom door.

Arriving in Daffa class was sitting on the bench at the very back corner. A disciple approached him, when Daffa had finished sitting on his stool.

"You were the one at the ceremony, huh? We are a class."

"Yes" answered Daffa briefly.

"My name is Ridho hello know, your name?"

"I'm Daffa,"

"Oh... Daffa well, hopefully we can get along."

Ridho left Daffa and returned to his seat in front.

While waiting for the bell to ring, Daffa took the initiative to draw in his writing book.

After a few minutes, there were three students who entered the Daffa classroom and suddenly the entire classroom became noisy.

"What's the truth, the three of them are in this class?!" whispered one of the students.

"We are so lucky to have a class with them" whispered one of the other students

"What they are is that a noisy class talks about it" Daffa said in his curious heart, while his gaze focused on his image.

Daffa heard footsteps heading towards him and because Daffa was curious, he looked at him.

"youuu!" said Daffa and the Schoolgirl at the same time.

"You hit me, right!? Why do I have to take a class with you?!" Say it with an angry face.

"Eh... Yes, I was sorry, "Reply Daffa with a slightly depressed face.

"Basic...! have hit people and run away," complained his.

"Eh... I was in a hurry" replied Daffa.

Then one of his friends came up to him and melted the atmosphere.

"Already, the important thing is that you are not injured," said one of his friends

"Hmmm!" The angry student left Daffa with a visibly irritated look on her face, and was seen sitting on a central bench not too far from Daffa.

Daffa sighed because he was gone. But the whole class looked at Daffa with a sinister look as if it wanted to kill him.

"He is who, who can know them," whispered one of the students with other students.

Daffa lowered his head and his hands held his head.

"God... Ruined is my High School life...!" Gunam Daffa in his heart while holding his head.

(Entrating class sounds)

The bell rang, the noisy classroom atmosphere could become quiet instantly. It was quiet and silent that was the state of Daffa's class when the bell rang.

After a few minutes, a teacher entered the classroom.

"Assalamualaikum, children..." Greet the teacher with a smile

"Waalaikumussalam, Mum..." A class answers them simultaneously.

"Include mother's name, Ms. Fitri."

"Mother is the guardian of this class and I also teach compulsory Math subjects. Since the class is still new and not yet formed, what if we now directly create the class structure?"

"Agreed..." His students agreed on everything.

Ms. Fitri told her students who wanted to become the class leader to raise their hands up.

And it turns out there are three people who volunteered to be the class leader, one of whom is Ridho. Ms. Fitri also decided to do the most votes that would be the head of her class.

"Your children can choose one between Ridho or Vira or Bella" said Bu Fitri.

Daffa as if he had seen with his names Vira and Bella, it turns out they are friends of the girl who likes to be angry. "Oh... So the name of the friend I hit was Vira and Bella." Daffa muttered in his heart.

"But the name of the person I hit was who...?" Daffa muttered in his heart.

"I chose Ridho, only he I knew, that was this morning" Daffa murmured in his heart.

After 30 minutes of voting, the class president was Ridho, his class representative Vira and his treasurer Bella.

Ridho chose Farrel to be his secretary because he was Ridho's classmate when he was Junior High.

"Okay children, now open your own Math book" said Bu Fitri who then began the lesson.

Two hours have passed and if it is on schedule, soon the break bell will ring. Daffa looked at the other disciples, but none of them were sleepy, sleeping, chatting, but they looked excited.

"Crazy, favorite school is different" Daffa muttered, shaking his head in admiration.

Seriate....