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"I told you ... don't touch my work!" The girl had just slapped her classmate for erasing her hard-earned money, with a gaze filled with anger and a strong aura.

"You, how dare you slap me?!" The girl who had just slapped her was not afraid, in fact, the aura she gave off made the others even more frightened and helpless.

"Why? You think I'm scared just because you're the son of a rich man!" she fumed.

"Don't think that because you're rich you can belittle my work, don't you know what it's like to be a writer to support a family? What can a spoiled child like you do? What do you know about my life!" The girl continued to rage, her aura worsening until the teachers began to arrive to stop more dangerous events later.

"Helma! Please control your emotions, don't make a scene and add more victims!" The girl named Helma removed her hand from Mesha's collar and left the classroom with the teacher who had just arrived. Meanwhile, Mesha herself was immediately helped by her two friends to get up and calm her mind.

"Mesha you're okay, right?" asked her best friend, Mesha could only shake her head weakly. Even though she accidentally deleted Helma's work earlier, but the child was already raging like an uncontrollable monster.

"Helma is so emotional, I'm surprised. We didn't do it on purpose." Mesha saw her two friends who continued to demonize Helma. Even though if you look at it, he is also wrong.

Not long after Helma came back in with an aura that had subsided a little, she sat back in her seat and reopened her laptop. The teacher who had warned Helma earlier also came and offered something to Helma, Mesha and the others really couldn't understand. Helma was not a special student or held high power, but why was she treated like a princess at school?

Mesha and her two best friends Wulan and Sherly, they immediately approached Helma again. "Satisfied that you can slap Mesha. as you want? You're nothing but acting like a princess, right?" Sherly was annoyed.

"Don't be pretentious, the real princess is Mesha. You must know, right?" Wulan emphasized every word so that Helma would understand and no longer jump up and down.

"Can you leave? Pests like you don't deserve talk to me," Helma said.

"Tsk, it's like you're already the tallest kid." Mesha stopped her two friends, she didn't want to enter the counseling room because of this problem. The three of them finally went out to the cafeteria because the break bell had rung.

"Helma! Are you okay?" Helma's friends started to arrive and asked about her condition.

"I'm fine, instead of worrying about me. I asked for help buying food," said Helma, her friends suddenly nodded and immediately went to the canteen. Meanwhile, Helma herself returned to stringing together the story that had just been deleted by Wulan.

Well, it was true that she was a nobody at school. Helma also found it strange why she was treated like a school shareholder like Mesha, from her holding the facilities in the bathroom to the teachers who were always kind to her.

"Strange, why did I just realize it now?" muttered Helma.

***

"Mark," called the man.

"Yes? What happened bro?" The man called Mark replied.

"Looks like you have to go to Indonesia soon," he said.

"Wait, what? Why?" asked Mark.

"As usual, the owner of the time teleport power. You have to find her immediately, Mom and Dad don't want us to lose another chance to kill Kenzie," she explained.

"Okay, do you know where exactly she is?" asked Mark.

"She is in the city of Bekasi and attends SMKN 127 Bekasi, that's all the information I got. Her face and name I can't tell you." Ayres Dexter, that was the name of the man who had been talking to Mark Casey. He ordered his younger brother to find and protect the owner of the time teleport power from being killed again by Kenzie the time monster.

"Alright, I'll book a ticket there right away. Take care of Mom and Dad okay?" Ayres nodded, even though her sister also had the power of teleportation. There was no way if he teleported there right away, he could get himself caught for being an illegal tourist.

Mark immediately packed up his things to leave for Indonesia, to be honest he was a little unhappy with this job. However, he had to do it anyway if he didn't want the whole world to be destroyed because no one could match Kenzie.

"Oh yeah Mark, I hope you don't fall in love with the owner of that power," Ayres said.

"So what?" Ayres looked at Mark very seriously, he shouldn't have said this.

"Because you will live forever with her," Ayres said.

"Isn't that a good thing? So what?" Mark did not seem to understand why Ayres insisted on not allowing it.

"Mark, it's a curse for them including us. Yes, if you are immortal in this world, what about in the other dimension they created?" Mark just realized what his brother wanted to say, let's just pray that Mark will not fall in love with anyone there.

After being given various advice and restrictions from his family, Mark finally left for Indonesia and arrived safely. He looked for a house that had been prepared by his brother for him to live in while there, even all the school needs had also been taken care of by the whole family.

On his first day, no one in the class he entered looked suspicious. "Hello everyone, my name is Mark Casey. I'm from New York city, nice to meet you," Mark said.

It was quiet, no one answered. Helma, who was focused on the laptop, glanced slightly at Mark who was confused, she knew that maybe not many students in her class understood English. However, did no one understand it at all? Even though it is very basic.

"Indonesian please." Mark understood why no one answered him, so he repeated his introduction using Indonesian.

"Okay Mark, you can sit next to Helma." Mark nodded, but he was surprised when one of the students complained.

"There are no empty seats other than next to Helma, so please Mark." Mark immediately sat next to the woman named Helma. He tried to familiarize himself with Helma, but why did it feel like she was so cold? Even more so with her gaze constantly focused on her laptop.

"Hey Mark, do you speak Indonesian?" Mesha came talk to Mark, actually Mark didn't want to get along with anyone. But it seemed like it would be better if he was close to the shareholder of the school he was currently in.

"Of course I can, is your name Mesha Sukma?"