After recess, our classes resumed as usual. One thing I want to say about classes is that it's just super boring. Teachers in my school don't care whether students understood their lessons or not. They were just coming to school to spend 8 hrs of their lives. They never even tried to teach seriously. Me and my classmates all knew too well that if we wished to pass with good marks, we would just have to depend on ourselves. Luckily for me, I am quite good in studies, so I never faced difficulties in any of the subjects. James and Paul were attending cram schools and David begged me everytime to help him study despite attending cram school and having personal tutor. Well, rich kids........DAMN! Life's so unfair. Here I'm literally managing my own diner to meet my demands and this rich fu*ker just gets everything he demanded from his dear papa. Yes, he calls his father papa. I don't care whatever he calls his dad because it's his business and I have no right to complain anything about it.
School finally ended and I was on my way to restroom before leaving school premises. My friends already went ahead of me because they had something urgent to do. As I was approaching the restroom, what greeted my sight was a girl crouching while taking support of the wall. I went to restroom and after finishing my business I observed that girl was still there. Maybe she didn't want anyone to interfere with her business. I got closer to her and sat down the same way she had been, beside her. Upon closer inspection, I found that this is the same girl who was at the rooftop during recess. She also looked at me and that's that. She didn't even bothered to try to talk to me. Well, I was quite impressed to see that. Not her, mind you, but the way her expressionless face and eyes looked. It was like 'don't even try to come near me, you pathetic lowlife. Just keep to yourself.' Well it's just my fantasy, but it sounded so cool. Does everyone feel the same way when they look at me?
Enough with my monologue. Upon observing carefully, this girl looked like a typical bullied kid from manhwa, you know the typical short, nerdy, glasses guy with thin frame, who can't even speak a sentence properly without stammering, being bullied by a blond haired dude whose height doesn't even match his age and his body being practically ripped. Like from where the hell did they get the time to go to gym and maintain their diet. They spend their whole day at school and after that they hangout with their lackeys to god-knows-what places. Even I find it hard to continue gym with my busy schedule.
We sat their for quite a while. Nobody uttered even a single word. It's not like I was being bothered by that. I very much welcome those who could just keep quiet and mind their own business. After a while, that girl spoke
"Why are you here?"
"Don't know. Just felt like it"[ME]
"So you just go around sitting anywhere you like without bothering whether someone's uncomfortable with it?"
"Neh, I don't sit anywhere I like. As to your second question, if anyone's uncomfortable, they should just come and ask me to move. It's not like I'm invading anyone's privacy. I'm not at all interested in what they're doing"[ME]
"Hmmm that's a point you've got there Mr. Don't care at all"
"Yup, as to why I'm sitting here, I'm sure you are not bothered by it"[ME]
"Yeah I'm totally comfortable"
"So, bullied?"[ME]
"......"
"Guess I was right"[ME]
"You haven't changed at all"
"Do you know me?"[ME]
"Yeah, don't tell me you've forgotten about me"
"........doesn't ring a bell"[ME]
Looking at her, she was a fine girl with shoulder length brown hair and a thin frame which looked good on her rather than sickly. No matter how many times I tried to recall, I couldn't remember ever meeting her.
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Upon looking at me who was currently in daze, she giggled and spoke
"Guess it's to be expected from Mr. Don't care at all. Well, don't need to stress yourself. I'm Riya. We were together in the same pair in the commity last year, remember?"[RIYA]
Now that I remember, there was something-something in the school last year last year, in which I was chosen to represent my class by that ba*tard of the teacher. I and her were the only ones representing our year. She was from C class while I was from A. I didn't even asked her name back then.
"Yeah! Now I remembered you"[ME]
"No need to lie. I bet you didn't even knew my name in the first place" she said while squinting her eyes.
I scratched my cheek. I was ashamed. How could I not be. I worked with this girl for upto a month and I didn't even bothered to know her name. As I recall, I used to call her brutty, as in brunette. I was really ashamed.
"Don't need to feel ashame Mr Don't care at all. As in I, Brutty, will not mind it."[RIYA]
I seriously wanted to burry myself in a hole.
"No need to bury yourself in a hole"[RIYA]
Is she reading my mind?
"Naah I'm not"[RIYA]
"....."
Deciding to change the topic, I asked
"Riya, are you being bullied?"
She stood up, dusting her dress, looked in my eyes and told me
"I've gotta go. Bye Allen"
She waved her arms and ran in the opposite direction until she disappeared from my sight. There was something about this girl. I don't know what and how, but I saw my past in her. Her eyes from before were almost dead, as in holding onto something. From my experience, I can tell her that sooner or later, that last string will be broken and she'll becomejust like me. Well whatever, I was already running late, and now I'm super late. Hope Roxanne won't explode by the time I reach. Thinking about that, I was on my way to my job.
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