" Do you know? That Boboiboy?"
" Oh, is that the one who is the best at soccer?"
" The one who beat Fang, right?"
" Oh, you, there's someone here."
Fang listened very well to what his friends said. He was actually sick of it every day just Boboiboy, Boboiboy and Boboiboy again. At school, Boboiboy. in the middle of the crowd, Boboiboy. even in his own house, his brother often praised the man in the orange hat, in front of him too. He was really sick of that man, if only Boboiboy wasn't his best friend, he would have destroyed him a long time ago. Fang was still unmoved in his mind, he played the pencil roughly, he felt like he was going to explode. He played the pencil harder until finally someone patted his shoulder.
"noisy, be quiet for a bit" the person advised. Fang looked towards the source of the sound lazily. It turned out to be Gopal.
"It's up to me. It's so noisy," Fang's tone was a little high. Gopal was surprised. He was just reminding him, was it wrong for him to remind the raven-haired man not to be noisy with his pencil?
"Okay, whatever you want. But I'm bothered by that. Besides, what's wrong with you, Fang?"
"None of your business." Fang stood up, got up from his chair and left—disappearing from Gopal's sight.
"What's wrong with Fang? He gets angry at the slightest thing," Gopal grumbled. But never mind, it was none of Gopal's business. He went back to his seat and did the homework that he hadn't done for the past 2 weeks.
Fang walked down the classroom corridor. He saw people around him who seemed to be paying attention to Fang. Fang didn't care about the people around him, all he wanted now was a moment of peace.
" That's Fang, the basketball player, right?"
" The one who lost the soccer game, right?"
" Yes, the one who is against Boboiboy"
" Oh, I really want to, how can I not play football but can play basketball?"
Fang was starting to get fed up with this one. So what if he couldn't play soccer? Was it against the law? No, right?
" Fang is actually handsome, but Boboiboy is still the best!"
" That's right!" . Okay, Fang was really fed up now. He quickened his pace again—until he was completely away from the crowd of annoying people. But, his steps stopped. In front of him was the man who had been the talk of the annoying people around him—Boboiboy.
"Fang!" Boboiboy jogged towards his best friend.
"What are you doing here?" Fang was silent, reluctant to speak.
"Fang? Why? Why are you quiet?"
"Fang?"
"Fang? Answer me!"
"Fan—" the man whose name had been called earlier immediately pulled Boboiboy's collar.
"Eh, why? What are you doing, Fang?"
"...shut up..."
"What? What are you talking about? What's wrong with you, Fang?"
"..."
"Fang, what are you doing? Since earlier—"
"SHUT UP, YOU STUPID! I'M SICK OF SEEING YOU, JUST HEARING YOUR NAME MAKES ME SICK!" Fang tightened his grip on Boboiboy's collar. His emotions exploded, his face was red with anger, his tone was high. He could no longer control his emotions.
