Black Labyrinth || ENG

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I put my suitcase in the trunk Dad's car. I was silent for a moment, staring blankly. Then I looked at my school building which has three floors. But my eyes focused on the two-story dormitory building. Yes, this school is a boarding school, this school has three buildings which are dormitories. For the school building only has two buildings, three floors too. Above the office is the name of the school, JUGi Boarding School. This school is for middle and high school levels, different building but in the field and canteen. And also this school is only for girls... Yes, only for girls.

"Sis? Are you okay, Sis?"

I turned towards the passenger door of Dad's car, I sighed.

"As usual, Son..." I answered.

Nelson, my twin younger brother who asked earlier just sighed.

I looked back at the school building, silent.

"Sis, don't just stare at that building. The building won't be destroyed if you keep staring at it." Nelson said a little jokingly.

I sighed again, brushing my messy but neat bangs at a glance.

Nelson looked at me from inside Dad's car. Suddenly Nelson grabbed my arm to get me into the car.

I shocked. "Heh, heh?! Why are you pulling my arm, Son?!"

Nelson kept pulling me until I got into the car, sitting in the passenger seat. "Just come in, Sis! Later you will be struck by lightning, you know!"

My forehead frowned. But I still obeyed Nelson request. I repaired my black knit beanie hat which had fallen off earlier.

"Yeah, yeah. I come in. Besides... The sky is still clear here, Nelson! Where is there a lightning strike at this moment?! Don't play too many game, Son!"

Nelson grinned. "Hehe, it was just a joke, Sis. Don't take it seriously."

I snorted. "Please look at the joke first, because the time and place are wrong. Also the atmosphere."

Nelson just chuckled. "Okay, okay. I will take note of your advice and put it into practice."

I patted my forehead. "It's up to you, Son"

Half an hour later. Finally my Dad returned my school office carrying my school report. By the way, now I'm in eighth grade in the first semester and want to enter the second semester. Dad immediately gave me my school report without any conversation, I just accepted it. Then, Dad immediately got into the car and drove, leaving the school. No conversation. Again.

Silence.

I just looked at the contents of my report. My grades are all perfect, as usual. Nelson was just playing on his phone next to me. There is no topic of conversation.

Silence.

"Oh yah, Sis Muthi is changing schools... Which school will Sis Muthi be moving to, Dad?" Nelson asked after several hours of silence.

Dad was silent, thinking for a moment as he continued driving.

I sighed. Yeah, I changed school, again.

This is the third time I have changed schools. The first time I moved schools in the first grade of the second semester, and the second time I moved schools in the fourth grade of the second semester.

Why do I change schools so often? Do I often cause problems?

No. But, my answer makes you think.

My Dad moved me without telling me the reason.

I don't know why, Nelson too.

Nelson is the same as me, often changing schools. The difference is, he is in one class different from me. Like I'm in fourth grade and Nelson is in third grade.