Theft of the Future

Chapter 2

The basketball sparring match was held at High School Superior Hope.

Initially, not many paid attention to this match.

Other than being not an official match, there was no sound of fanfare

there are no traders here

it appeared impromptu, and there was no attempt to enliven

People nobody cares. Except, each team is internal

such as the coach, player, or manager of the two schools concerned.

It's actually a tough, tough match. Only, for the students

the layman, this basketball game has nothing interesting at all. But, uh,

everything changed when the girls started telling their friends

about the presence of Laju, the handsome idol and dream.

Then another student told another friend, to another, to another,

until the teachers were confused why today the students care so much

with this match.

The answer is in the players from the guest school, with the number one back.

Pratama, a student who is always a source of attention.

“Oper, oper!”

“Jaga there!”

“Awas!”

The match is still going on. But the results are already visible, even

before the game starts. The team will definitely win. But, these results

even not in the condition of slightly serious rate – like a workout in

his school. He was a reserve player. In fact, he was cool

talk to the students who come to him.

The teacher and coach who saw him were upset. But they can't do

anything at all

The pace cannot be reached. The pace was untouched.

“If this were a professional team, I would be dying for a child contract

that,” chirped the opponent coach in his case. Some see it, want to

commenting, but eventually snuffing out too. Everyone is equally upset. “He should

given lessons and manners!”

The pace should be taught lessons and manners.

Actually the match went smoothly when the pace was still

reserved and not playing yet. But, as soon as Laju put his foot in the middle

fieldwork. Everything changed 180 degrees. Everything that happens on the field is like

it goes on of his will.

“What the fuck is this kid? He thinks he's God?” People protest.

But what do you want? He's that great.

The students at the school were screaming hysterically

supports. Not at his school, not at the game

basketball, except for the pace. Everyone was amazed and amazed to see the pace

play basketball. Very elegant, also handsome. Easily mastered

the match, also mastered the hearts and feelings of the students. Enjoying with

his sweat-drenched agile movements, which actually made his charisma

getting up skyrocket.

In fact, the vision of the students seemed to increase many times. As such

could focus his eyes only to stare and see the one-man pace, which

it was dozens of meters away in front.

“Not in our school, not in this school, wherever Laju is, all

the girl is the same yes,” teammate Laju complains.

Her friend could only pat her shoulder and smile lightly. “Not necessary

heart carried. I'll be tired myself, you know. Haha! Already,” he said slowly.

Among the students who admired and idolized Laju, there was one

students who are different from others. This woman, she's not hysterical

begging for attention, or shouting gloriously expressed his admiration for

Swift.

With her brown hair wavy along the shoulder, with ribbons

a pretty white head on it, she was just silent as if she was

watching Rate. He only watched, until finally shocked, his eyes

turning her back is like finding her missing sibling

for years.

“Ih, Del. What are you doing, anyway? There-there! Just go! Wanna see the pace, huh? Dreamtime

you!” Exclaimed the student beside him who realized the presence of the quiet girl earlier.

“Delphia? What are you here for? Not that it was called the same Mr. Brandon,

yes?”

“Sana go, ih!”

Delphia didn't fight back, except trying to protect herself from the blow,

encouragement, and the exorcism of other students. It's common. But for Delphia, though,

his discovery and encounter with Laju was an extraordinary thing.

“There-is just, deh!” exciting students who are still busy watching Laju.

Delphia is back in class. Take a notebook, write

something, and declared joy in his heart. Finally, his life

back walk.

“Eh, Ju. You know that bacon restaurant yesterday, right?”

“Huh?”

“That's a loh, his new branch is next to this school!”

“Hmm, continue?” Confusion rate. What does he want?

“…”

They were silent awkwardly. The two sides did not find the core of the conversation

same. Maybe the pace is tired so it's not so responsive? Or he was just intentionally

pretend not to understand the code given by his friend? But Laju thinks again.

He doesn't want everything to happen like the past. He has to change.

smoked meat!” bring Laju with a thin smile to his friend and the whole

his team.

Surely this will be a big mission for the students who still want to

admiring Rate. When school is over, they can't just go home.

They're going to the mall that is

beside the school and eating together with Laju and his team. In spite of

of course they won't be a table with pace.

But this is a chance to get close to him, right?

And then the basketball game was over. As predicted, victory

taken by the school and the Laju team. Actually this victory is very landslide if the pace

played throughout the match. His coach is keeping secrets and

hiding his strategy for the Olympics? No one knows.

As promised, when returning home Laju performed the ritual with his friends

to eat big. As a child living with established parents, no

the problem for Laju to pay his friends to eat, even to rent

one restaurant.

But they are not alone. Don't forget the students from Superior High School

Hope that follows Laju to go to the mall. The real pace is aware of all

the attention given by these students. But he just broke it.

While not looking suspicious yet, Laju felt no need to reply

their attention. This is because most of them are just fans

just impromptu. Surely Laju will be forgotten once they return home. Already

often the pace experiences this.

It is difficult to be popular.

But, if indeed Laju wants to keep the relationship, he will definitely try

as good as possible – as it happens now with his basketball team. But, uh,

in the end, everyone is the same. If we don't need each other anymore,

they forget each other.

That's the rush of the pace. But of course no one knows.

“Having friends who support each other that much must be exciting, yes.”

“Iya! Life is like no burden. I can be free, happy, and

happy.”

“Listen-heard he said he was indeed an accomplished and rich kid, loh!”

“Wah, yes!? Crazy one! He already seems to have everything, huh?”

“Iya, yes!”

“…”

“Ingin yes live like Rate.”

***

At night, Laju was walking casually back to his house.

Actually, he always drove back and forth with the driver, but

he chose to refuse the invitation. He wanted to enjoy the night quietly

said. After all, this is already in the complex area that has been equipped by

surveillance cameras, right? Even if something happens to him, there will be reinforcements

the help that came swiftly to help him.

In the moonlight, he walked alone.

Although joking with friends is very satisfying desires and feelings.

But the pace still needs enjoyment in its solitude.

After all, the actual hassle should also satisfy many people.

In front of him was an empty playground. Possibly

this place suits him. He sat on an empty swing, then swung it

slow down.

The pace pitched to the sky, as many stars shone in the darkness

the night that surrounds the moon with many. That's very beautiful. This view

it's very soothing. It is beautiful, charming, and soothing.

This scene, was just like something approaching Laju. Same

beautiful, just as charming, but not the stars or the moon. The light is like

this, Laju eavesdropped on him from the unreasonable conversation discussed by

kids in a sports hall, about a conspiracy video.

IT'S DIAMOND EYES!

Someone in front of him, who was shorter than him, was approaching him,

with its dazzling diamond eyes

It is only fitting that people should be careful if they meet these eyes.

Its stunning beauty makes ordinary humans petrified just like that. But Rate

be different. He has to move, he has to run!

But still not in power. When he tried to stand up and run,

his legs were folded, falling down, along with his entire body.

That someone, it turns out, is a girl? Her hair is white

like a very beautiful silk, very delicate, very charming. Don't forget

also a white ribbon headband on top of it that adds to the female's face, making it

maximum beautiful.

The woman's hand touched Laju's shoulder. It's cold! The pace can only be silent

and trembling. Next, the woman held the hand of Laju. Terribly

small, very soft, with a more piercing cold. But the pace collapsed.

The one thing he remembered afterwards, was only black and void, as if everything

it just ends.

“Did I die? No way! Just...., just fainted, right!? Aye,

right!?”

Among the coldness he felt from the woman's touch. He also

he felt a warmth that made him smile. But the pace itself is not

understand what this feeling is. He had forgotten about it, along with nightmares and time

his past.