"Devano!"

"Devano!"

"Devano!"

The roar managed to fill the entire room; the indoor gym filled with hundreds of people shouting one name. There is nothing more enjoyable than this, it is the best part for those who call the name 'Devano' out loud, as if the vocal cords have been arranged in such a way that they will never break even if they scream as loudly as possible.

Devano is a magnet.

Devano is an idol.

Devano is an idol.

Devano is everything.

However, the figure that was shouted at by almost the entire sea of ​​people was not on the stage, the figure seemed to be sitting nicely in one of the round chairs with the same shaped table. In the corner with one of his friends, busy playing with his cellphone as if he was in a world of his own. He doesn't care about the calls of his girlfriends who call his name so proudly, he doesn't care about the sound of music from famous bands from the capital who are the performers. Until the main light shone on him, making those curly eyelashes look so real when the hazel eyes narrowed perfectly.

"Devano!"

"Devano!"

"Devano!"

The scream shouted again, if maybe the majority of guys would feel flattered and then feel the most handsome in the world for being so adored by almost all the girlfriends there, but this was different with Devano. Instead of feeling proud of himself, he felt annoyed, uncomfortable, and also… annoyed.

"So, Devano, why don't you come up on stage for our school's annual hottest prince election?" The question made Devano silent. The bright smile of the host of contrasts can be seen from Devano's cold gaze, the expression on his face is flat even as if he is reluctant. Making all the audience who had been calling his name stop.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, Devano's handsome face and dashing body now appeared on the big screen on the stage. Everyone is now eager to wait for an answer from Devano. Why is the handsome boy who is the target of all the students at school reluctant to go up? Even though it is clear, compared to other boys who have stood on the stage there, Devano clearly has a big chance to win this election.

"I already have a girlfriend," said Devano.

Obviously Devano's answer contrasts with the question from the previous host. However, it is enough to emphasize that he is reluctant to take part in the contest.

The whispering voices sounded so real again, because hearing Devano's answer meant that the boy was no longer single. This is a serious problem, and now the question turns to; Since when? Who is the lucky girlfriend who can get Devano? How does she look? What family did the girlfriend come from? And, how smart is that girlfriend?

"Wow, Devano is not single anymore, huh? May I know who Devano's girlfriend is now? All the children here must be curious about Devano's girlfriend," asked the host.

Again, the atmosphere was quiet again, and now there was something strange about the look on Devano's face. Yes, the look on Devano's face is no longer as flat and cold as before. However, Devano's facial expression now looks unreadable, a faint sly smile etched on the corners of his lips, until then Devano pointed to someone at the corner of his eye then he said, "Ayla Cantika Putri, she is my girlfriend,"

Deg!

One answer that managed to make everyone there look in the same direction. One answer that makes a person the center of attention suddenly.

A girl with a knee-length dress with a lace pattern in dark gray could only be silent stupidly, the girl didn't even seem to realize that she was now the center of everyone's attention. Her eyes were still looking at Devano with sparkles, her bright smile was still fixed on Devano so real. Until finally the spotlight fell on her too, making the glare narrow her round eyes for real. The girl with long black hair, which is now in a ponytail, tried to cover her face, but she could see that Devano's sly look at her looked so real. Until then, the girl realized that she had become the subject of states by everyone in the room. The girl just stood still, she couldn't comprehend what was happening.

"Ayla Cantika Putri, you are very lucky to be able to date a Devano Adam Kalendra,"

"Huh?" said the girl with a stupid look on her face. The bangs that had been covering her forehead also seemed to move in rhythm with her body movements. Ayla—the girl's name, pointed to herself as if she couldn't believe what the host said. "Huh, I'm Devano's girlfriend? I!" she screamed, repeating her words over and over again. Until Devano stepped, and stopped right in front of her. Ayla still refuses to think if it's the real thing.

Ayla's eyes stared at Devano without blinking, the boy was already in front of her, only inches away. Then Devano hugged Ayla perfectly. Devano's lips were right next to Ayla's, with a sly grin, Devano smiled, then whispered, "Congratulations, you'll be hated by your high school's boyfriend,"

Obviously, it was very clear in Ayla's ears, even Ayla's body froze perfectly hearing Devano's words. Ayla's body froze perfectly, her eyes glaring at Devano who had gently patted the top of her head with a small smile. Ayla didn't think that the guy had a deep grudge against her, Ayla didn't think that her small mistake could make Devano say something like this.

"Go home carefully, my dear. Sorry, I can't deliver," now Devano's voice is loud enough, so that everyone around her can hear it. Devano returned to his original seat, and Ayla began to lose all her sanity.

Everyone who was there started muttering to Ayla, looking at Ayla with condescending eyes and so on. Ayla began to panic, Ayla began to feel that she was in danger. And now Ayla herself doesn't know what she can do to save herself.

"Noooooo!!!"