Leave Me Alone's
1. Injustice

Brak!

Some thick books slammed hard onto the table. Alana gasped and stopped reading. He looked up and stared fearfully at the two girls standing in front of him.

"What's up?" alana asked both girls.

"Pake nanya all over again. I'm working on my PR! This afternoon will be gathered," said one of them who named the tag Miska.

Again and again, Alana must obey. Fighting Miska is not a good idea. He better obey all Miska's will in order to be safe.

Miska's father is the biggest donor in the school. SMA Kasih Bunda's. While Alana is only an ordinary student who goes there because of the scholarship.

"Second break I took. Be careful that it's not finished!" threatening Miska then waltzed off to go out of class with her friend earlier.

Alana took a long breath. With a heavy heart he had to do the task of Miska.

Miska is not his opponent. A little rebellious, scholarship will be uprooted. Just a little breaking, he would be humiliated in public.

SMA Kasih Bunda is a large and quality school. The disciples who entered here were mostly capable people who possessed extraordinary wealth.

Scholarship students are nothing special here. Some of them were even treated indecently by some people. The reason is because it is easy to use and use.

For Alana herself, the bullyan she got was already a daily meal. Not infrequently, there are even those who commit violence against him.

Survival was the only option Alana had. He can't change schools. He's not the one who can do that. Living costs are also less. Eating was very difficult for him.

"God! I want to buy meatballs! Here's my money!"

The sound made Alana bite her lips. Jeez.what else is this ordeal.

Haikal Artitya. A delinquent who often memorizes Alana's money from the beginning of school. The guy always said that Alana's money was his. Sucks.

Without giving an answer or a reason. Alana reached into his pocket and gave Haikal two pieces of five thousand.

Alana grimaces. "Gue only has that, Kal. My money ran out to pay the cash earlier," replied Alana with furrowed brows. Trying to get angry but he held it.

"Reason!" Without excuse, Haikal reached into Alana's pocket. Makes Alana reflex to hit Haikal's hand and hold his chest.

"Lo's not polite!" gertak Alana's. How not? Haikal's hand reached into Alana's pocket in front of her chest. Doesn't that include harassment?

"What's not polite?! You think I lust same chick cungkring like lo? Don't dream!" Haikal held Alana's forehead hard. After that he went from Alana's class to the cafeteria.

Alana looked down deeply. His eyes heated up and let out a little water because of the treatment of Haikal earlier.

Everything feels unfair. He always asks when will this suffering end? How much longer will he have to wait?

My poor self..

"Well."

Call someone from behind him. He reflexively turned his head back, finding a woman who looked at him while showing a row of neatly arranged teeth.

"Please do my PR dong."

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**To Be Continued..

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