A Gift From My Enemy: English Version

Unconscious Friend

2

This world can not always be good in life.

That crazy curly boy. Shit. Why is he school here?

The whole class looked at him with adoring glances. Oh God, is this the end of time? The crazy curly boy was very smart to take advantage of the atmosphere. He was standing in front of the class casually while occasionally giving a smile to my crazy friends. It's sickening.

"God day bro, I'm Aaron Walter. Call me Aaron. "He said while giving me an evil grin smirk.

Just do what you want. I warn you now that this world is not as smooth as your shadow. Simply sneeze your smug smile.

"Apparently he is not less handsome with Arvind from Japan. Oh no. Why suddenly the handsome male population is becoming much in the world. What if i'm confused to choose my partner?" I heard Ruth's voice whispering to Keyra. They never succeeded in whispering. Always heard by me. Not because I'm a hearing thief, but rather their loud voices when compared to whispering.

"Sit down Aaron. There's an empty seat next to Aerea. "

Oh no. Big no.

Why should he sit next to me? I feel restrained if this happened.

"David, will you exchange places with me?" I put a face up to beg David, wishing he would exchange places with me.

"Would not you be happy to sit next to a handsome man like Aaron?" David answered flatly.

He's not handsome, that's an illusion to me.

"I do not--"

"Never mind, just enjoy your day."

It sucks. How annoying you David.

I snorted resignedly. David did not want to help me with this one. Trying to sit as comfortably as possible ignores the crazy man who is sitting next to me—Aaron.

Miss Shaira is now socializing new school rules on how to learn. I feel a little happy because the effective learning is only done 4 hours in the morning and then there will be additional learning to add skills. Occasionally my gaze leads to Aaron. She casually crossed her legs while reading the novel. Is this the so-called transfer student?

"Hey Aaron, can you behave more politely? Miss Shaira was talking ahead. And you? You're absorbed in your rude novel and foot. "I whispered softly but Aaron could still hear it.

He just glanced at me briefly and returned to his novel. "You even do the same thing." He said without seeing me a bit.

There is no point in reminding the crazy man who is beside me. I can not even grasp the contents of the conversation that Miss Shaira threw as a whole.

"Ara, are you willing?" Miss Shaira asked the student named Ara. Is there a name like Ara in this class? So far, I only know Hera. But he was in the class next door.

Instantly the class became quiet.

"Aerea, your name is called," David whispered in his seat.

Am I?

"Ara ..." Miss Shaira gave me a puzzled look.

"Aera, Miss." I corrected.

"Ah, sorry. Aera are you willing to be a class representative in a seminar with the Prime Minister in the downtown? "