2 Geeky

"Hand over your money!"

"Sorry, I don't have any money."

"Do not lie!"

"I don't have any money."

"Check it out!"

Three people approached, checked the pocket of the boy's uniform, and managed to find the money.

"Here, boss."

"Well, you do have money."

"Please don't take the money. I will use the money later for my mother. I've worked all this time for the money."

"Whatever! I do not care! Hahaha."

"You should care!" A bespectacled man suddenly appeared showing his smartphone. That is Raka.

"Who are you?"

"I already called the police, so do you still not care about him?"

"What did you say, little boy!?"

Little boy? That's a cool name for me. Raka... Raka the little boy. Wow, cool.

Unconsciously Raka smiled at the thought, making the man ask.

"Why are you even smiling like that, huh!?"

"Oh, sorry. I was just too engrossed in receiving your compliment earlier."

"My compliment? Which praise!?"

"I forget."

"Damn it… are you making fun of me?"

"No, I forgot."

Raka bought time until the police arrived, and he succeeded.

"That's the police."

They panic when they hear the police siren appear.

"Unlucky!"

The money had to be returned to the boy so that there was no evidence. After that, they scrambled to escape from the narrow alley.

"Even though the siren was coming from my cell phone. It's true, the geeky way must use the brain," Raka said, approaching the boy. "You are okay?"

"T-Thank you."

Raka saw the uniform worn by the boy was the same as him. That guy was also from the Wlynina Academy he was currently aiming for.

"You from that school?" Raka asked, confirming one more time.

"Yes. Are you from there too?"

"It seems that I am a new student there. Yeah, it seems so."

"Oh, I see. No wonder I don't recognize your face."

"Well, you won't recognize this face, not even me."

"What do you mean?"

"Just forget it! You know the way there, don't you?"

"Of course."

"Good. Deliver me! It's your thanks."

"OK."

For the first time, Raka made friends even though their met was accidental. He has a first friend named Chandra. He and Chandra got to know each other and taught Raka a lot about the school, which he said was a school for "elite" people.

"School for elite people? Hahaha. Am I included?" Raka said jokingly.

"No, we, who only get scholarships, are not included in the category of elite people. There are so many rich people, even they always show their wealth openly. It sucks, but that's what happened there."

"Oh, I see. That means I just need to show off my wealth too, right?"

"You are a rich man?"

"Not."

"Then why are you showing your wealth? You're not a rich man."

"Sure, by rich I don't mean rich like that, who has money, jewelry, and everything, but riches within me. Hahaha."

"...You're so weird, Raka."

"Of course. Because I'm a geek. Hahaha."

"…I think I chose the wrong friend."

Raka doesn't matter if he's rich or not. As long as he gets the life he wants there, that's fine with him.

After walking for quite a while, they finally arrived at Wlynina Academy.

"We're here."

"Wow..."

Raka was silent when he saw the school. As far as his eyes could see, he saw the school was so luxurious, spacious, elegant, and beautiful.

Wlynina Academy is a school built by the government in the center of the city center. Wlynina Academy is a special attraction for prospective students who want to study there with such a luxurious design. This school is a place for rich people to gather, including celebrities and famous singers. Whoever manages to attend Wlynina Academy, their life will be guaranteed in the future. Therefore, many people flocked to try to gain entry to Wlynina Academy.

Raka, who received a scholarship, somehow managed to go to school there. He started his schooling with a new friend he just saved. He's really lucky.

"I can only take you here. You just need to go to the teacher's room which is at the end of this corridor," Chandra said.

"Ah. Thank you, Chani."

"My name is Chandra. Remember it well."

"Yes. Thank you, Chandra."

Chandra went to his class and left Raka who decided to go to the intended place.

In the middle of the long corridor, Raka looked left and right, saw people wearing the same clothes as him talking to each other, and believed that this was the life he wanted.

I can't mess this up. It's my first day of school.

When he got there, Raka met a teacher who he thought was appropriate for him to ask. He finds a woman wearing a sexy uniform with a cigarette in her mouth in the conservatory.

TOK! TOK! TOK!

He tapped on the glass to make sure the teacher saw him.

"Who?"

The teacher opened the smoking room, and Raka could smell cigarettes everywhere.

"Good morning."

"Oh, morning. Please come in!"

Raka sat quietly and showed the black card he was carrying.

"Are you a new student?" She asked.

"It seems so."

"What's your name?"

"Ram—Raka Pradana."

After seeing the black card, the teacher put the card down and looked at Raka.

"So, Mr. Pradana."

"Raka."

"Okay, Raka. Listen to me! Why did you come to me when I was resting? There are still a lot of teachers working there, and yet you came to me."

"Well, I was just having fun. I think you deserve to be bothered."

"What did you say!?"

"Ah, sorry, I misspoke. I came to you because this room looks cool. See, you can smoke freely here, while others don't. So, I came to you for that."

It was an excuse that Raka quickly made up. He thought it was only looking at the glass of the room, not what the room was used for.

"Since you are a new student, I will tolerate you. Next time, when I'm busy, you can't disturb me."

The teacher looked sharply at Raka, but Raka was still able to remain calm.

"Yes," Raka answered simply.

"Wait here! I'll make an ID card for you and find you a class."

The teacher just left, leaving Raka alone in the glass room.

It was long enough for Raka to wait for the teacher's arrival. And finally, the teacher went back into the glass room.

"Here's your ID, and the keys to the locker and dorm room you'll be using later. I've checked your black card, you're a student here. Welcome to Wlynina Academy, Raka Pradana."

"Yeah."

"Come with me! I'll take you to my class."

"Yeah."

Raka gets an identity card, locker, and dorm key. He was already officially a part of Wlynina Academy.

I'm not messing up, am I? In that case, good.

Raka followed the teacher walking. He walked along the corridor of the 2nd floor and saw the atmosphere of the school.

As he was walking, he accidentally saw a woman having a hard time carrying books in her hands. It made him want to help the woman. However, the teacher somehow stopped him.

"Do not!"

"Why?"

"You never know if she is your enemy or not. Don't make the mistake of helping someone in this school. Remember this message from me carefully! You can't just help people."

"...I do not understand."

"Just follow my word! Let's go to your class. Let's go again!"

Raka wanted to help, but he had to obey the teacher's words for some reason.

CREEKK!

The door was shifted by the teacher, creating an opening for them.

"Good morning."

"Morning, Miss Prillia."

"Listen to me! You will make new friends from now on."

The teacher, whose name was Prillia, asked Raka to come forward to introduce himself.

"Hello."

Raka just said hello, didn't introduce his name in front of the students, and that made them laugh.

"It's enough! Shut up!" Prillia is very firm.

"Sorry, Miss."

"You're doing it again!" Prillia asked Raka to repeat.

"My name is Ram—Raka Pradana. Nice to meet you, and… nice to meet you."

They almost laughed when Raka introduced himself. It was a strange way of introducing myself.

"You sit there, Raka!" Prillia ordered.

"Yes."

Raka is seen by them as an innocent man. He wears glasses, maybe that's what makes him look innocent and clumsy. They didn't know that Raka was a man who was skilled in any kind of martial arts, which they knew by what they saw Raka now. Even so, it still doesn't matter to Raka. After all, it was already an option for Raka.

When Raka was about to sit in his chair, someone pulled his chair on purpose, and it made Raka fall.

"Ouch."

"Hahaha."

They laughed at Raka very loudly, like a comedy show.

"Ah, sorry, my hand accidentally pulled your chair while I was sleeping," The man who pulled Raka's chair said in a mocking tone, making the whole class laugh even more.

"Does not matter. I'm the one lacking focus."

Raka is patient, knowing that he must not mess this up.

"Enough! You go to page 102 now!"

"Okay, Miss Prillia."

Oh my, what a ridiculous first day. Ridiculous fall. Ridiculous laugh. Ridiculous class. I have to endure for this peace.