"Now, please escort Azmya to the principal's office. It looks like she doesn't know the place yet. I've been waiting for you in my class. You still have to make my assignments!" Yan asked.
"Errrr, you forgot. Now he's my slave. You didn't hear what I said? I need someone that I can rule by myself. So you can't take him anymore. We've already made a deal!" said Azmya.
Yan was forced to say yes, while the two friends were fussing over what was going on.
Azmya also pointed her finger at Jun and beckoned him to follow her. Yan also encouraged Jun to follow Azmya.
Jun was forced to obey and followed behind Azmya.
After Azmya and Jun left, Oscar and Farrel asked again. "What is she whispering about? I want to know, " Oscar asked.
"How can you obey the new student, what's wrong?" Farrel continued.
"Guys, it seems like now we have someone that we can't underestimate in this school, and it's a girl," Yan replied, laughing wryly.
"You mean, Azmya, right?" Oscar asked.
"How could it be?" Farrel asked, surprised and wondered.
"Let's watch her out for a while, find out who she is, and why she can move to this school. What I'm certain of….is that she is not an ordinary girl."
"I'm quite sure that she is a troublemaker girl. Just see. She dared to smoke here while we don't even have the courage. It's a sign that she is fearless as if it was normal. It means we are nothing in her eyes!" Yan explained.
"Oh damn, our gang is the most respected one in this school. So if we lose to her, that means– " Farrel continued, not finishing his sentence.
"Our rivals," Yan replied briefly as he walked away from the place followed by Farrel and Oscar, who continued to bombard him with a question about what Azmya whispered to Yan.
Yan just put on a red face without wanting to answer it. He just muttered, "Black belt."
Azmya slowly followed Jun's slow steps. He led her to the principal's office.
She watched Jun from head to toe. In her heart, she cursed herself for what she had done earlier.
Not yet a day she intended not to cause trouble at this school, she did silly things and assumed the risks she will face later. All that she did because
...
Jun had stolen her attention from the first moment she saw him. This was her first time seeing such a boy. Her heart stopped when Jun's eyes turned to her.
Jun seemed to catch her eyes in an instant. His face was quite handsome with untidy hair, and shabby clothes. But, what made her heart flutter, even more, was Jun's good and athletic body proportions.
Azmya had always liked tall and athletic men. She was more and more interested when she saw Jun's beautiful dimples.
She was sure that if Jun smiled, he would be even more charming.
Somehow, she had not seen Jun's smiling face because, at this time, Azmya was walking behind him. She just started to smile at Jun's huge and muscular back.
She imagined if she could lean on his back.
Azmya's delusions made her didn't realise that Jun had stopped his steps. She instantly crashed to his stocky back.
Of course, both of them were shocked at the same time.
"We've arrived at the principal's office!" Said Jun with a cold gaze.
"Okay, thanks Jun. Do you want to wait here, or just go straight to class?" Azmya asked nervously, not as firm as earlier when she talked to Yan.
Maybe she couldn't hide her nervousness about being this close to Jun.
"I am your slave. I'll do what you want me to do. If you tell me to wait, I'll wait," Said Jun.
Azmya smiled at Jun's sarcastic answer.
"Okay, you can go back to your class again, and the word slave that you mentioned before is too harsh. How about refining it a little bit?" Said Azmya as she pressed her fingers together.
"Bodyguard." Azmya continued softly and gave him a sweet smile.
For a moment, Jun was blown away by her smile, which made the heart of any man flutter to see it.
After a long time, Jun noticed Azmya's face and expressions were familiar. But after that, Azmya immediately turned around and knocked on the principal's room door.
Azmya knocked on the door with her right hand while her left hand held her left chest. She patted her chest so that her heart didn't beat hard when she was in front of Jun.
After that, she heard Jun's footsteps leaving. Not long after, the door of the room opened.
A middle-aged man with a thin moustache on a safari greeted her with a friendly smile. He invited Azmya to enter the room.
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Mr Bondan, Head of Tristan High School, ordered Mr Tito to take Azmya to her new class. Azmya followed Mr Tito behind him with a red face as she recalled Jun's face.
"I hope you can adapt quickly to this school, especially now that you're under my supervision."
"Because your homeroom teacher, class XII B, indeed most of them are high achievers, I also want you to be an outstanding student!" said Mr Tito kindly.
Azmya only nodded slowly. It didn't matter to her, as long as she didn't fall behind.
Azmya was sure that she would be able to graduate successfully, even though she may not be as bright as other students.
"Oh yeah, in your class, there are students who have won 1st place in the National Science Competition. You must be more enthusiastic about learning!" Said Mr Tito proudly.
"I am also the 1st winner in the National Karate Competition, sir," she muttered in her heart.
But, she did not want to reveal and exposed it to everyone here. If she told them so, everyone might know what happened about her and Putri in Bandung.
For a moment, Azmya remembered Putri and her school friends in Bandung. She felt like her heart was prickled a bit when she remembered them.
Mr Tito invited her to enter the classroom, which is located on the second floor. On this floor, there were five classrooms. All of them were class XII.
Azmya entered the classroom, where the atmosphere was very calm. It was different from the class at her school, which used to be noisy when there were no teachers.
Azmya looked around all over the classroom.
It seemed like most of the students were sitting while reading a book and some students were chatting on chairs. There was no noise.
Azmya caught an aura that she didn't like. Not to mention, the ambience of a class with diligent students, nerds, geniuses, and so on.
Her heart sank immediately when she had to be among those students.
Her chances to be an ordinary student were shattered because she inevitably had to study hard. Otherwise, she could be the last rank student of almost all genius students in this class.
All the students in this class looked at her with warm smiles. Azmya only smiled faintly in return.
Somehow, Azmya was about to scream hysterically. Still, she was able to endure it.
Her eyes caught a tall figure sitting alone at the back, who did not care about her arrival. He was just busy reading a book. She saw him and thought that he was still charming even from afar.
His calm demeanour and the fact that he was uninterested in Azmya's arrival, making her even more curious about him.
"Well, Azmya, you're quite tall, so it's a pity if you sit at the front. You will block your friends," Said Mr Tito.
Azmya immediately nodded, showing that she understood what Mr Tito meant, although he had not finished speaking yet.
With happy steps, Azmya approached the empty table next to the person who was busy reading books.
Mr Tito said goodbye since he had to teach another class.
"Hi!" Said Azmya quietly.
Jun turned his head. He was surprised to see Azmya already beside his chair.
"Are you in this class?" Jun asked.
"Yes," Azmya replied shortly.
She wondered what book Jun was reading. But shortly after, she didn't care whatever it would be.
Then, she flipped her book to see its title—the Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas –Ursula K.Le Guin.