"Lilibeth... Come forward! Do the questions!” Mr. Harold said after finishing absent from the class.
Oh God, what's this ordeal? I was complaining in my heart, instead, all my female friends glanced cynically at me. What? They are jealous! They want to be called too!
My head hasn't cooled down from Rocky and now I'm being asked to face math? I stepped forward and took the marker he gave me. As much as possible... I did not touch him at that time. I didn't see his face and avoided his gaze which must have been super annoying now. I stood in front of the whiteboard, with a marker ready to write.
He dictated the questions. The really easy logic problem, he said? I can only look closely at all my handwriting on the board, looking at the questions over and over again, trying to understand them again and again...but I can't understand them, at all. Tried to find an answer but couldn't find it.
"You've been standing for ten minutes... want to wait an hour and a half for the bell to go home and then finish?" he asked in a teasing voice. Fix, he intends to torture me! Can I cry right now?!
I give up. Tired… I turned my body towards him. Looking down.
"Sorry sir, I can not do the problem."
"Can't? Try to read it again, and understand the contents of the problem! It's easy!"
I shook my head. "Sorry sir, I can't. I've read, I can not do it at all! I don't understand." I answered again with my head down, and in a voice as polite as possible.
“Hmm… how about this. You're already in second grade, you're about to take your final semester exams and you can't do questions like this! You can't go to school like that! Even if you are not a science student, all jobs in this world require calculations. At least about logic like this everyone must understand the problem, and solve it! Hmm… sit down!”
No need to be told twice, I immediately sat in my chair. Take deep breaths repeatedly.
Patience is a virtue.
Patience is a virtue. That's what I kept saying in my heart. My foot!
"Hemm, now I will give you assignments about a logic problem, and must be submitted tomorrow!" Mr. Harold said to all the students.
"Yes sir!" even though they are given assignments, everyone is still enthusiastic. Even Zetta has said that she is willing to stay up all night if asked to do chores by him. She said the important thing is to make Mr. Harold happy. Huh…
The class went on normally and there is no other drama. We were taught how to solve the problems I had written on the board. Everything is normal until the bell rings.
Happy! we are happy.
I am happy.
Zetta is happy.
Maybe Rocky is also happy, but I don't care if he's happy, I want him to suffer and be locked up anywhere and can't access my world.
The fun ended when Tito, our class leader, made a loud announcement. Indeed, as soon as the bell rang, Mr. Harold immediately came out, and we were still packing up books and were about to go home.
"This is crazy! When did he say to collect them?” shouted Tito panicked. I panicked too, what's going on, O ... Our Chief of the tribe?
"Tomorrow!” Zetta asked, now approaching Tito, who is bringing his face closer to the cellphone screen. Is he suddenly have bad eyesight, to the point where he can't see the writing on his cellphone?
“Shoot! Just kill us all. There are 50 questions all logical! Problem stories, there are explanations… copy the questions and solve all the problems. That's the contents of the email from Mr. Harold. The task for tomorrow! Congratulations, comrades... Bye-bye... see you in the abyss of death together." Tito then put his cell phone in his bag.
Then waved at us all. He left class first.
Even though it's tragic and sad and the future is bleak, Tito's words just made me chuckle. What a cool way to deal with this jerk day.
I glanced at Zetta.
“Bruh… your favorite teacher made us all die! Still wanna be his fans?" I asked sarcastically.
"That's not what he wants! That's his responsibility as a teacher at school. Curriculum!"
“Haish… are you blind? blinded by the endless love of this mortal world! Ohhh… that's how to love… the suffering is endless. And you have fallen to the wrong man ever! The king of the darkness himself!" I said lazily. The effects of stress, inner pressure, and heavy burden in front of my eyes. I'm starting to get crazy. Quoting some absurd line then put everything in my bag and walked out of the classroom.
Today will be the worst day in the world.
"Are you done yet?" Asked my friend, and that is maybe everyone's least favorite word today. Who can finish it? It's just crazy... That was also Zetta's saying as soon as I sat down in my seat. She is already in her sports uniform, sitting with a super gloomy face. The same face…with all the faces of the students in my class this morning. We will have gym class in the first hour of the day, so we left already in gym uniforms and with our hair in pigtails. Had breakfast, brought money, had prepared ourselves that Mr. Harold might torture us because there was no way we can finish it in one day! 50 problems that have to be copied into homework books and be done, it just... Impossible. I only rewrote the questions, with a smiley image at the end of the sheet. Peace sign! Peace… peace.Only magic creatures can solve all of them!“Just write the question, copying it down.. every word!?" I replied resignedly."The same. Eheheheeh… only did twenty questions. For the other 30, I drew a lot of
I quickly changed and sat quietly. Waiting for news that the next subject teacher is absent, or that there is a teacher's meeting, so I don't have to see that man. In fact, there is none of that. Huhuhu.Until break time, our class leader, Tito asked for his time. Making an announcement."I got this announcement from Mr. Harold! Those who don't submit their assignments today can't go home. Here is the list of names." Heh? When is it due? How come I don't know?I raised my hand, "To? When did you submit it?""It was after gym class!""How come I didn't know!""You were too slow! Mr. Harold came to class and asked as to give it to him right away! I have a list of names of those who didn't turn it in! Listen up!"I glanced at Zetta, asking... "You?"She nodded. Huwaaaaaa! Zetta didn't tell me! She's my friend after all. She could take my books from my bag without permission. She could give me my homework...and this tragedy won't happen. Oh.. doom is coming to fetch me!"Why don't you co
"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!" I cried as I hit his shoulder. He was still trapping me in his room and I could only do this. How pathetic!"Wha... what? Don't tell me this is your first kiss! Eh?""Asshole! What do you think I am?! asshole!" I hit him harder now.Mr. Harold backed off and I was finally able to run outside. I kept running towards the school exit gate. Home. I cried on the way, on the bus, then on the path before reaching home. Right at the doorstep of my house, I wiped away all my tears. No one at home is allowed to know.From then on, I never saw Mr. Harold again. That's good. I am grateful, but not all the girls in our school protested heavily. Questioning where their idol teacher had gone. My high school days ended sweetly, although some annoying incidents happened. Like Rocky still chasing me. He expressed his feelings repeatedly, but I rejected him every time.Thanks to Mr. Harold, I hate men, I hate the relationship between men and women. If I could choose, I'd rat
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