I picked up my bag and was ready to leave when i noticed a police car parked on the other side of the street.
Must be for me i whispered, and immediately walked without looking. Today has been a busy day, will this go on for the rest of my life? I should be ready my class will be starting. Why are you so deep in thought? My best friend asked. It's nothing, it's just that allot of things has happened this morning it seems i look tired that's all. Is it a girl? She teased me. No way! I laughed, at this point i was trying to change the topic of conversation. Luckily my homeroom teacher arrived and saved me from the situation. Class i would like to welcome you our new Math teacher Mr Saki. What!? i was shocked to see the detective who talked to me this morning becoming my new Math teacher. This is too much of a coincidence i said. How could a detective be a teacher at the same time? Then our eyes met, he smiled it pissed me off. Why can't i just have a goddamn break, im so tired of this shit! Nothing much happened after the introduction. Day started to be normal just the way it was. Or so i thought. That bastard! why did he ask me to go to his office. We meet again young lad, how was you're day? He asked. It's been wonderful, i just wanted to have a nice and peaceful day. But it seems that some people are not gonna let that happen. I smiled while giving him a look that can piss him off. So what was the purpose of you're travel here detective? or should i say teacher, and why bother calling me for the first time in you're office? Do you need something from me? or perhaps you have another goal. Words that came out of my mouth was so aggressive yet spoken beautifully. Hahaha he laughed, i just came to finish business against a murderer. He smirked. Oh my! Oh my! it seems to me that this detective is accusing me for murder! Do you have evidence? Going to arrest me? How shameful you didn't even talked to me once properly. Here i thought we were going to have a nice conversation, So? why did you call me? At least i want to here it from you're own mouth i said. What was the color of the shirt you were wearing on the day of the murder? He asked with a serious look on his face. My shirt? Hmm.. I remember it was a blue polo shirt why? It is nothing you may go back to you're room. I immediately left, my hands were shaking. Shit! that man is dangerous! I need to make a distraction something that can avoid his attention to me.