Remember You
The Fight

"THE BOYS GO OUT FIRST! GIRLS ARE CHANGING CLOTHES!"

The sound that blared like lightning in the typhoon belonged to one of the front bench students. His body is small watermelon, but who would have thought the resulting sound was able to shake the world. With just one shout, all the students in the class who seemed to also be preparing to change clothes immediately ran away in a storm. They would rather succumb than let their eardrums fall apart if the high-frequency sounds were airborne a second time.

Yes, today's first day starts with gym class.

"That's the door lock, dong!"

"The curtains are not closed yet, boys will be able to peek!"

"Sera, you guard the door! We'll change it"

"Hey, look! Mela's bra is pink, ulala!"

"Oi! Turn body! don't look at me!"

And many more. They look crazy themselves.

"Alena..you're not changing into a gym suit?" Jeje asked while deliberately nudging his elbow.

I looked at her confusedly "Hei Jeje, indeed the school bathroom is being damaged, huh?"

"No, usually it's like this. The school bathroom was far back and very creepy"

"So?"

Jeje suddenly pulled my hand down under the table. I flinched from being unprepared, my smooth forehead accidentally kissing the foot of the table hard enough. And it feels,

"ah! very steady Jeje. My forehead will definitely bump two cents after this"

The disarcated one chuckled, "Sorry I didn't mean it"

"Hm"

"Rapid change, Tiger ssaem will be angry if not immediately to the field" Jeje urged.

"HERE??" my question is still in disbelief, while Jeje looks enthusiastic nod.

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Almost ten minutes waiting in the field of basketball, the sports teacher never appeared his form.

The horseman Jeryco took the initiative to go to the teacher's room to ask where the sports teacher was.

Oh, yep! as long as you know, Jery was the chairman of class 12 MIPA 2 since the first semester.

Not long after, he was seen back with several basketballs in the right and left hands.

"Today Tiger ssaem will come late because there is still a meeting" said Jery while giving instructions to all stand up and make a row. Then he just put some of the basketballs near the ring. It looks like the material this time around is a big ball game.

"We warm up first, I'll take the lead. After that run around the room three times. If anything is not serious there will be consequences from Tiger Ssaem" Jery put a serious facial line.

Of course I chose to be in the back row. This position is not too easy to reach from the front. So I can relax more.

Yeah, besides not liking math, I also don't love sports at all.

Comeon! who wants to spend energy to move the body for free?

Goddamnit!

Warm-up activity paused. All the children started to turn their heads back.

I didn't even start pointing at myself "A-I am?"

"JEJ"

Thankfully, it was a great relief because apparently it was not me. But, "Jeje! you why?"

The girl shook her head skeptically "It's okay, really"

"You sick?" I suddenly panicked when Jeje suddenly knelt while holding her stomach. His face was now flooded with sweat.

"JESICA! OTHERWISE THE INTENTION OF EXERCISING THERE JUST GET OUT OF THE FIELD!"

Jeje's lips are getting pale. He's not doing well.

"He's sick Jery" I shouted as I glanced at him. Jeje whimpering. While the person who should be in charge of his friend even folded both hands in front of the chest, then followed by turning the eyeballs irritated.

"Alena have you never seen a lazy child show up to ditch a sports watch?" answer the man lightly. Not feeling guilty in the least.

So annoying. This cannot be allowed because everything in this field is busy watching how one of his friends is sitting helpless. Jery as the class leader also did nothing.

Taking a deep breath, I also ran small to his thesis "Take him to the UKS" I still try to be patient.

Jery sneered "He was just pretending"

"He's seriously sick, Jery!"

"For what?"

My emotions were really ignited with his foul mouth.

So with the bars I began to pull her hair hard until her body staggered back. Jery doesn't want to lose. He also grabbed my hair very hard.

"AFTER THE FUCK IT HURTS!" I shouted while strengthening the jubilant in his head.

Jery grimaces at "YOU WHO STARTED ALENA FIRST!"

"WOI! IF MY HAIR GOES BALD, STRADDLE YOUR BIRD TWICE UNTIL THE TRUNK IS SHORT!"

"MASABODO IF YOUR HAIR IS BALD! LET IT GET UGLY IN YOUR FACE!"

For a long time we fought and no one wanted to give up. I have to staycool even though my hair feels like it's going to come off my head. I don't want this horse to win. Where will my pride be?

And silly, everything in the field even cheered me through the spirit. No one broke up. It was as if they thought we were both fighting in MMA.

Deserve all silly, class role models are like this model.

I'm not sure that Jeryco in front of me right now is the same Jeryco that brought me home yesterday. Obviously this one is a demonic incarnation.

His behavior is very disturbing.

"WHAT ARE THESE KIDS?"