Part 3

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Wulan's POV

I sat on my chair. I saw him still standing there. Then, he back to his chair. I planned to approach the girls to make friend with them. We shared our number phone too. I didn't have my phone on my hand. So, I decided to take it from my bag. I sat there as my hand searching my phone

An errand boy came, walked to me and gave me a can of soda that made me startled.

"It's for you." He put it on my table.

"Where is it from? Sorry, but I didn't order it." I gave back the soda to him.

"No.It's for you. From someone who uses formal suit." He referred to the blonde-haired man. He was talking with someone else.

"Oh... Thank you." I said to him. He was leaving. My focus was on him now. I headed to him. Wanted to know the reason giving me the soda.

"Hey..." I said to him. He didn't answer me and looked like ignore me. I couldn't help but raising my voice.

"Hey... Mr... Can you hear me?" I asked him with my hand waving at his face to get his attention.

"Oh... Do you speak with me?" He turned his face to me. He looked like don't know anything.

Oh come on. He buys me the drink and he pretends he knows nothing?

I sigh seeing his face. I tried to control my emotion.

"Okay. You pretend that everything was nothing after buying me a can of soda?" I took up the bottle to show him.

"Hey... calm down. Take a sit. I'll tell you." He pulled other chair beside him for me to sit. Then, I sat on that chair.

"So, this soda affects you so much?" He chuckled. He felt satisfied with what he had been doing.

"Yes. What do you mean? I even don't know you." I turn my head feeling dejected.

I remained silent waiting for him to utter the reason.

"First, Welcome to Russia and welcome to this class." He said made me laugh. He was proud at himself that he changed my mood so much.

"My name is Dmitry. What's your name?" His gaze on me.

"My name is Wulan." I replied calm.

"I've seen you when we were on the test." He muttered.

"Really?" I gave him a smile

But. I don't care actually. My focus when I test is on Vadim and the test itself.

"Yes." He showed his broad smile.

"What's your reason to continue your study on our land? Do you like Russian?" He continued. He looked like someone who loved to tease and played a game with.

His question was so... is it interview session?

Yes. I like Russian. Vadim.

"Yes, I think Russia is the best place to continue my study." I stated my real reason.

"Oh..." He looked disappointed.

"Yes, Can I leave from here? Thanks for the soda too." He nodded. I left him.

I decided to stepped out from the room. There was a rectangular chair from wood. I sat there facing the bottle in my hand. I was still curious why he gave it to me. I forgot to ask. He made it devious for me.

Someone out of the room. I saw him when I talk with Dmitry a few minutes ago. He walked come up to me.

" Hey... can I sit there?" He asked for my permission.

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