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'That man...' Jules thought. Staring at his classmates who are now starting to spread their charms when the figure in the spotlight is walking past their table. And what's more, their seniors who were in the canteen also did the same.

"You take that away because he's not handsome!" Jules exclaimed rejecting the facts.

"What are you talking about, Jules? I think your eyes are still working fine." Evan said when the man who was the object of the commotion had sat down on the empty chair alone.

"He's not a handsome man! But he is an annoying man!" Jules grumbled remembering their meeting for the first time.

Evan wasn't listening to Jules anymore. Because right now his eyes almost popped out of their sockets when the handsome man was combing his hair back with his five fingers.

"Oh my... I think he's a king who came down from heaven." Evan said while pinching his cheeks. "So handsome..." he continued while kicking Jules' leg

"Evan..." Jules was annoyed. "You've kicked my leg three times because of that insignificant man!" asked Jules.

"You're so grumpy. I didn't mean to." FuriousEvan then looked back at the figure that made his heartbeat unstable.

Jules, who was about to return to protest, stopped his intention when his food order arrived.

"Hurry up and eat your food. We still have class after this!" Jules commanded Evan, who still seemed to steal glances at the man of his dreams.

"Tsk! You're not cool at all." Evan groaned.

Jules shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. Don't care about his friend who looks annoyed because of his attitude.

Today is Jules' third-day attending lectures as a medical student. For two days there was never a class with the cold man who became his campus idol, today the cold man who had annoyed him on his first day of college seemed to enter the same classroom as him.

"Jules, did you see that? Handsome is in our class today!" Evan exclaimed, pointing to a man who had just entered his class with a cold, flat face.

Jules, who had already seen the man's arrival, just ignored it and then went back to playing with the cell phone in his hand.

The atmosphere of the class began to be noisy with the greetings of the women to the man who became their new idol.

"Good morning, Matheo." Greet the most flirtatious young man they raised to Matheo who passed in front of him.

'So his name is Matheo?' Jules thought while also watching the man's steps.

Matheo just nodded in response to the greeting of the man who greeted him, without a sound.

"You see that Jules? He's handsome and cool." Evan whispered in Jules' ear because now Matheo was sitting in a chair not far from them.

"You said coolly? Is a guy pretending to be mute like that cool?" Jules said with a shake of his head.

"Jules... what are you talking about?!" Evan, who didn't agree with Jules' words, gently hit Jules' arm.

"Didn't you see that he didn't make a sound when he was greeted? Is his mouth not functioning properly so he can't reply to other people's greetings?" Jules quipped in a slightly louder voice so that the man he was being insinuated could hear his words.

The youth who didn't choose

Jules' intention was successful. Matheo who felt offended then turned his head back and looked at Jules with a cold face.

Jules widened his eyes. Felt not afraid of the man's gaze.

What? That's what Jules' gaze at Matheo seemed to mean.

Matheo didn't say anything. He prefers to turn his head again as if Jules' stares and words don't matter to him.

"Jules . . . watch your words. He could be offended!" Evan said feeling bad about Jules' attitude.

"What am I talking about?" Jules asked nonchalantly then went back to playing with the phone in his hand.

"Jesus Jules... you are." Evan could only shake his head at his friend's attitude.

That afternoon, in a room beside the medical school campus, a new medical school student association was being held which aimed to elect their class leader. Senior representatives from each generation were also present to assist in the selection of their class-level chairman.

"Why wasn't there an election like this from the start?" Jules clicked feeling their system was very slow.

"It's been done from the start, but you don't know if the candidate doesn't meet the criteria, "Reply to Evan.

Jules' tongue clicked. "That's because you guys have too many choices," Jules replied.

Evan shook his head. "How can there not be many votes? You will see if many want to be elected. And now is the time for the selection of the best candidates." Evan.

"Yes, yes. It's up to you."Jules replied again who no longer wanted to argue.

The day's meeting began in a relaxed manner. Jules, Evan, and their other friends also listened carefully to the direction of their seniors regarding the election of their level leader.

Two of the best candidates have come forward.

"Who's the other candidate?" Evan whispered in Jules' ear.

Jules shrugged his shoulders. "I also do not know." Reply.

Soon the noise began to fill the meeting room as a man who became an idol in their class also came forward with the other candidates.

"You see that Jules? Matheo is also a candidate in this election!" Evan exclaimed subconsciously while clapping his hands.

Jules snorted at his friend's exaggerated attitude. "I do not see it," Jules replied.

"Looks like you aren't using your organs properly!" Evan replied feeling embarrassed by his friend's attitude.

'This world is indeed strange. How could a twelve-door refrigerator seem like Matheon's candidate to be dating? Seriously. Do they want to turn this batch of Matheo into an ice cube batch?' Jules cursed.

After twenty minutes of giving their speeches and their vision and mission for the advancement of their generation, finally, the voting was carried out.

"Jules, who did you choose?" Evan whispered while pressing his choice on his phone screen.

Jules shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not even in the mood to vote." The reply

does not match the typing on his thumb

Five minutes passed, and voting was over. The number of votes that have been given has also been collected on the host's cellphone.

"Well ... it turns out that there is only one man who does not choose this handsome man next to me." All the hosts of the show turned to Matheo who was now standing beside him.

There's only one guy who doesn't vote for his? Is that me? Jules asked silently while watching friends other who seemed to be blushing red looked at Matheo who was now smiling faintly. It was so thin that only Matheo and God could tell there was a smile on Matheo's face.