PrincesAuntum

My encounter with him was a blessing because he showed me another side of this world that I have not seen before. Our acquaintance was a joyful one because he transformed me into a flawless girl despite having a number of imperfections myself. I was, by no means, a quintessential girl. I was an eyesore to everyone. Even so, had I been able to turn back the hands of time, I would prevent our existence from being known to each other. There were so many things that I have lost because of him. He was a boy that would always be in my memory. I would never bury my hatchet.

UNFORGIVEN BOY (ENG)

"That's it, Ricky . . . come on ahead. I'm going to give you a quiz now."

After putting down his bag and taking off his jacket, Ricky stepped forward. Only with Mr. Ilyas and Mr. Mahmud Ricky can be this tame. If it's with other teachers, don't expect Ricky to heed their orders.

"Do it, okay..." said Mr. Ilyas, after writing a question for Ricky.

I almost screamed in surprise when I saw the question Mr. Ilyas had given to Ricky. In fact, the formula is not in the textbook I am holding. What is the second-semester question? Or even, third-grade questions?

"Yes, Mr... it's hard!" Ricky complained. I just found out, if he can act spoiled like that. Ricky's uniform was unbuttoned, even the white monkey shirt was clearly visible. His left hand was tucked in his gray trouser pocket, while he stood with one leg half bent. Really so relaxed, as if not dealing with Master.

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