Remember You
The Number

For me, there is nothing faster than the change of Sunday to Monday. It felt like I had just indulged myself by playing mobile phones while lying on the bed all day. And, yeah! Suddenly, he was already in the classroom with such an atmosphere. Very tedious.

Time just showed at seven. The sound of the school bell had also not long stopped ringing. However, the teacher of literary subjects of this language has sat cross-seated while passing the presence of students one by one before starting learning.

Mrs Kinan, you remember, don't you?

"Well, kids, was there any assignment or PR from our meeting last week?" ask the female teacher as she got up from the bench, then walked slowly while folding her hands in front of her chest. Throwing intimidating gazes at the students in turn. As if waiting for a definitive answer.

"Nothing?" ask him again. With a half sarcasm.

I took a deep breath. Then mapped the entire class that looks quiet because no one dared to speak. In a loud voice I answered. "No-"

"She, Mom. Make a text report news and practice."

It was Jery's interrupting voice.

Ms. Kinan was heard laughing, "Did Alena try to lie to Mom?"

The class looked straight at me. Well, hey! Though I want to save them all so as not to become a practice! They're really insensitive.

"Sorry, Mom" I said while putting on a sorry face. Ms. Kinan only responded with an inexhaustible headband.

"All ready for practice?"

"Ready!" All answer compact.

"Then, I'll appoint a team that advances first. Don't forget the report text is brought forward as well and collected!" the teacher's light while opening his grade book.

"Have you printed the report?" I asked Jery who was sitting next to me. Jeje today has not entered, so Jery occupied his bench for a while.

"Already dong," he answered casually while playing a ballpoint pen in his fingers.

"Mother will pick Alena and Jery's team to perform first." Bu Kinan spoke again.

I also stood up with confidence. "Good, Mom"

However, just as I was about to walk out of the bench, Jery instead held me back. "Wait a minute!"

"Why?" I asked for a sudden worry when I found the look on his face panicked. Now he's rummaging through his bag.

"Come, Jery and Alena are fast forward" Bu Kinan warned.

Jery bit her lower lip in frustration. Then waved his hand at me, asking me to approach his thesis. "I didn't bring the report."

"What the fuck is this-"

"Alena, what's wrong?"

Me and Jery spontaneously turned towards Bu Kinan.

"How can you?" I looked up while whispering, my eyes glaring perfectly.

Jery scratched his non-itchy nape. "Well, how again? I forgot to put it in the bag."

"Jery, Alena, why are you whispering like that? Let's get ahead. Your friends are waiting." Mom Guru's tone sounded furious.

Jery then rose from his original position. Then the movement of his eyeballs that instructs me to go with him forward. At first I shook my head in fear. Ms. Kinan was savage, vicious, cruel, sadistic, and deadly, but since she pulled my uniform silently, then inevitably I had to follow her from behind.

"Mom.. his report was left behind at home," said Jery the longer the more sound. His guts are also shrinking. I almost wanted to laugh.

"Jery's sloppy, ma'am" I chimed in with a sharp glare.

"Kok being me? Your fault doesn't remind me!" Jery rebuking.

"Loh! It's your responsibility!" I'm solotizing. Not to lose, of course.

"I easily forget. Team mates should remind each other. Isn't that right, Mom??" The man was trying to find a justification.

"Where do you want to try? Your number doesn't have it!" The hotter, now I can't bear to pull his hair bald.

Rotating the cobbled eyeball, Jery then snorted, "Who didn't ask for it?"

"YOU TWO SHUT UP!!" Bu Kinan suddenly kicked his stool. Me and Jery spontaneously gasped.

"You're not sorry, you're arguing in front of me! Now I'm asking you to run ten times around the basketball court!"

"But, Mom"

"Still dare to argue? Don't expect you to be able to enter the classroom before you carry out the punishment you've given, "the woman's circus is merciless.

Eventually, Jery and I decided to drop out of the class. Walking silently towards the basketball court.

"It's all because of you!" Jery suddenly stopped stepping when we reached the basketball court a few meters away. He turned his body backwards. Throwing me an irritated look while tracing my waist.

"If only yesterday you reminded me to put the report in the bag, we would definitely not be punished." Jery walked back.

"I told you -"

I haven't finished a sentence yet, Jery has started running around the field and ignoring me.

"If I had the power, I would turn you into an ugly horse!" my monologue ran along.

One, two, three. Yeah, I've just circled this super-wide basketball court three times. There are seven rounds left. However, I feel like I'm really half dead.

My chest was blooming, sweat was flowing from my forehead, and my face was warming up. If it continues, I'm afraid my lungs will explode because I have to work an extra combo to scoop up oxygen.

"Heil are you going to give up now?" Jery stopped beside me. Control your breath so you don't breath.

I did not answer immediately, because five seconds later my body was sitting helplessly. My legs suddenly went limp. It may be the result of not warming up. Plus this morning just drink milk as breakfast.

"Your lips are so pale, are you dying?" chirp Jery put an attention. "Don't fall here, please! I don't want to take you to the UKS. You must be heavy."

After saying his last phrase, the super annoying Jery is now back with his activities running around the field. It's just that I was a little stunned when I found his existence out of the basketball court after running half a lap. Didn't say it's okay, but just cheered.

"Review you're Jery!" I was half-muckered. If only the horse's legs did not act, I would not have bothered to run around a field this wide.

"Hopefully as you walk slip. Hopefully when you drink chokes. Hopefully when you eat your tongue is bitten. Hopefully"

"Are you swearing at me?"

Goddamnit!

My heart feels like it's about to move.

"I'm shocked, God damn it!"

Jery grimaced, "Why do you swear at me like that? Is it because I left you?"

I'm silent. Then choose to change the sitting position to be oblique, so that now the figure is no longer visible to the net tail. Intentionally ignoring the question.

"Just his appearance is terrible. It turns out that his heart is hello kitty. Like a kid likes to snag. Only left for a while. Hmh!"

"Who cares? Why come back here anyway? Go there far away!" my raku still threw away his face.

However, a split second later a burly hand stretched out before my eyes with a bottle of mineral water. "I went to the cafeteria. Buy you a drink."

Indirectly accept, my eyelids spontaneously squeak suspiciously. "What guests?"

Jery quickly walked two steps forward until now he was in front of me, then took a seat while straightening the legs of his super long horse. Switch her hair bangs back, and end up wiping the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand.

"If you're running, don't bend your legs like that. Later varicose." Without excuse he pulled both my ankles straight, making my body stagger slightly back.

"You just look like this person does not sell, especially if you have varicose veins." His words sound muddled. He thrust the bottle of mineral water at me, again.

"You switched the conversation, Jery?"

Rotating the cobbled eyeball, the man then brutally unsealed the bottle. After he succeeded, he took my right hand, asking me to hold a water bottle that was ready to drink.

"I'm afraid you're dead because you're tired of running."

Is this a form of attention?

"Don't pede! If you die, who will pay off your debts to me? Remember, your debt has increased by 350 won!"

I was almost going to blush.

"Yes-yes, just relax. No need to nyolot so," I said as I began to gulp the mineral water. "You don't buy water for yourself, Jery?"

Jery shook his head, "My wallet's in my bag, there's very little I've pocketed. It's just enough to buy a bottle of mineral water."

And so, with a kind heart I switched to offering him, "You share with me?"

"NO!!"

"Yes already."

But it turns out, five seconds later, the man finally clasped his hands at me while putting on a slashing face. He really can't lie about his arid throat. Proven from mineral water left over half a bottle is now toilet in just two sips.

"Alena," he called as he wiped the wet end of his lips against the water.

"What?"

"Can you get your phone number?"