BAB XI

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"Someday, I want to hit him even once."

 "Are you sure? You probably won't play at the national level if you get caught beating people up. "

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"Are you sure Jean is still alive?"

"Are you happy? Well, Pate and I got this assignment,"

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Shelly began to slowly drive her Chevrolet with a high smile on her face. She was very confident that her job would be successful. Jean, will she get. Life or death. All plans have Shelly prepared. Including physical exercise. But the question Shelly is, what has Jean been doing in the last two years?

Why did she hide by going into the abyss and hiding her death? Is she avoiding something?

Avoid what?

Black?

"I'll find our old friend. And give her the welcome and goodbye, ckck."

Shelly laughed? The sound of his sly laugh made Kris knit his brows. He finally realized what Shelly's little laugh meant. Jean, it's in danger.

“Do you think it would be that easy to find her? She's been missing for two years. And I think she must be doing something big until we find her later, "guessed Kris, who did not discourage Shelly in the slightest to finish off the girl.

"I'm ready with the plan. This time I will win. "

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SO RA POV

Night fell so fast. The three of us ate a simple dinner without any conversation. It's very calm, and somehow I don't really like this kind of aura. I keep watching Yona, who doesn't seem so excited about eating her favorite dish. She only finished half of her side dish then got up to leave the dining room. I became increasingly agitated to see a few more bruises on her knees and elbows. Aunt Kim certainly didn't notice her because she was nearsighted.

Yona also didn't say anything since we fought at school. She looks more often at me cynical and then leaves. This time too, she did the same thing. She went outside without saying goodbye.

“Yona, where are you going? Yona! "

At the very least, Yona ignored her mother's call. I thought she might be hanging out with her gang.

"How was your first day at school?" Aunt Kim asked after Yo Na left. I smiled and nodded excitedly about it.

Everything's okay even with Stella, I thought.

"Is Yona all right? She doesn't seem excited."

I started to sit closer and speak a little more quietly than usual, "I thought so, I didn't see her today at school."

"WHAT??" aunt was surprised to make a sound so loud. I jumped backward because I heard her scream. My index finger finally made the atmosphere calm again, even though the aunt was still glaring, bombarding me with millions of questions in her mind.

"No ... I mean, I didn't see her at school because I got lost. So during the second lesson, I went around the school instead," I said, making Aunt Kim laugh at my stupidity.

"You! How did you get lost? Did Hans not help you?"

"We are different from aunt's class. How could Hans find me, "I said, which made my aunt laugh even more?

We ended up finishing dinner without Yona. After finished tidying everything up, I rushed out of the house. But it seems I underestimated Yona. I could tell where she was going. But, at the kirikuzen gang gathering place, I didn't find her there. Next time, I will follow her quietly.

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After wrestling with the fishy-smelling deal on the pier, I hurriedly cleaned up and prepared to head to school. At 6 am, there is still 1 hour left to fill the stomach at the convenience store.

Various kinds of cars began to fill the road, which is the center of all school directions. Most of them use expensive branded vehicles; of course, the schools here are also classified as elite and costly. This city is truly a place to indulge everyone. Public facilities, play, and entertainment facilities are all available complete, and adjacent. But all of that is also accompanied by an increasing crime rate.

Five cups of ramen and three coffees of hot milk have been used up. I couldn't hide my strange smile at the cashier who was so fixated watching me eat. I can guess what's on her mind but never mind.

Several SEIRIN high school students began to crowd the school. Some of them walked while reading books, chatting with friends, or watching the sky. Suddenly from the direction of the east building, many students ran towards that place. I also want to find out what's going on. Unusual morning view. Someone stood on the edge of the roof, making the female students hysterical to see it.

"Who is he? What's that idiot doing on the roof? Is he trying to kill himself?"

Comments began to shudder, which strangely no one moved to save. Some of them even took videos or made a status on the internet, ignoring the person who nearly fell from the 5-story building.

"DON'T SOMEONE TRYING TO SAVE ME! I WANT TO DIE!" he shouted at the same time as my irregular exhalation from climbing the stairs to the top floor.

I saw Stella standing, scratching her head and biting her nails. She watched me catch my breath. Then she chuckled furiously at my arrival.

"You ... what are you doing here ??"

"You? Why don't you ask him down?" I shouted, which was greeted by Stella's muttering to me.

After that, she flicked her jet black hair over her shoulders and folded her arms, "None of my business," she arrogantly raised.

I growled softly then started to approach the brown-haired boy with his minus glasses that had dropped to the middle of his nose. He glanced at me sharply while pointing a pocket knife at me.

"WHO ARE YOU ?? DON'T CLOSE! OR I WILL JUMP!" threat.

My gaze circulates throughout the area on the roof. As he kept on rambling on, I managed to get on with him. Leaving a distance of 100 meters from him.

"Come on ... come on!" invite me, who challenged him to jump with me.

Stella even gave a sharp glare and almost got hysterical simultaneously as the other students below. The student was even more confused to see me raise one leg forward, feeling my right leg tickled by the gust of wind that was quite strong from the roof. I stretched out my hands while closing my eyes like Deja Vu. Past shadows flashed by as soon as I closed my eyes. It made me stunned because this is the first time I can see my past.

"Who are you? Why do you also want to jump with me?"

The brown-haired student was named Mark. That's what is written on the name tag. My grin returned when I heard someone again asking who I was.

I also don't know who I am. There is no fear at all with what I do every day. I can resist pain, cold, hunger, and thirst. I can endure punches, slaps, and stabbing without screaming. I also wonder who I am. And when other people ask that, I want to ask them back, who am I?

From below, I saw Hans also watching the show. He seemed to be hurrying after passing through the gate to join him on the roof. I have to finish this fast; otherwise, Hans will lecture me again.

"Me? I'm the angel of death. Do you see it? Only you can see me standing here?" my feet scare him

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