'Boboiboy' a teenager who always blame himself for the incident happened in the past, suddenly meets a power sphere that gives him superpowers during the study camp. What will happen next?
The early morning sunlight filters through partly drawn blinds, creating a gentle play of shadows on the classroom floor. Desks stand in orderly rows, each adorned with notebooks and pens. The chalkboard bears remnants of yesterday's lessons, awaiting the teacher's insights for the new day. Students converse in hushed tones, the room gradually coming alive with the promise of another day of academic exploration.
Yaya and Ying sit in the front seat, discussing about their homework. I looked out the window, adoring the morning view outside my class. Yellow rays from the sun, along with the song of birds chirping, what a lovely day.
The classroom door opens, and Gopal just arrived in the class. He sits next to me and opens his backpack.
"Boboiboy, I've bought it".
Gopal starts a conversation.
"What did you buy?".
I'm curious.
"Here".
Gopal took a box with glasses inside it from his backpack.
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I'm startled; I can't believe he meant to buy the glasses.
"Y-you bought it? But isn't this thing so expensive?".
I can't control my expression, what a dedicated boy.
"Kinda, but that's okay. I'm using it with my savings from last month".
He puts the glasses back inside the box.
"Is Fang already here? I wanna give it to him".
"I'm not sure, he's in the class next door. Maybe we should look for him".
"Ow, okay. Come along with me, I'm too shy to enter another class".
Gopal asked me to come with him.
"Okay".
We came to the next classroom door. I sneaked out of the window and caught so many students hanging around in the class. There are so many students that it is hard to find if Fang is already there. I decided to knock on the door and ask the students if Fang was there or not.
"Excuse me, um.. Is there Fang in here?".
I asked one of the students.
"Oh, Fang? Yeah he's here, there".
She pointed at the back seat.
"Oh, thanks. May I come in?".
"Sure".
We both enter the class to talk with Fang. But unfortunately, he's sleeping. I don't know if we should wake him up, or just give it later.
He's sleeping with the earphones on his ears. I accidentally looked at his phone screen; he was listening to 'November Rain - Gun's N Roses' with a shuffle end. So this is his kind of music, I said it inside of my heart.
