Go, El Already Have a Queen

"High fives!"

Priska and her gang are back to being school offenders. They came back after a long day, and now they look super duper fashionable with some expensive stuff stuck to their bodies.

The difference is, that they used to like to use unclear knick-knacks so that their appearance was always crowded. But they were now modest in appearance and were undeniably much prettier than before.

"Hey, wait a minute. Is that Priska?"

"Huh, yes, it's Priska! Gosh, crazy, how beautiful she is now."

"Yeah, right, usually like a walking demon. But it's still the same even though it's much prettier now."

"Hey, step aside, I want to see them too!"

The corridor was so crowded when Priska, Nika, and Disty walked along the corridor. Some are wondering why Priska's appearance is the most prioritized even to the point that her changes are very visible in the eyes of the students? Yes, because it was their strategy to make Priska the center of attention.

"Looks like my idea worked, right?" asked Disty, raising and lowering her eyebrows. She smiled triumphantly, which also invited a smile to be etched on each of her two best friends' faces.

Priska smiled lopsidedly, her evil aura of course still very clearly visible. But for now, she pretended to be the best and didn't do much trouble. She even announced in the class chat group that in the next few days they would be free from the bullying she often does.

Nodding her head, Priska felt lucky to have a friend whose brain was not similar to Nika's. "Good job, so far so good. I like the way you play, slowly but surely." the answer must be only the three of them heard.

Nika who heard that suddenly clapped her hands, really making people's attention to her. "Yeay! it worked, it worked, hurray!" she shouted, like a cheerleader.

Priska and Disty pouted at each other, a little embarrassed to have a friend like Nika who seemed to have two personalities.

Finally, they arrived at the front door of the classroom. Of course very crowded. Even El and his two friends who usually arrive late are already sitting in their respective places.

"When you show your charm, they will be mesmerized," Disty whispered right in Priska's ear, she is the one who manages everything now because this is the plan.

Priska looked at the three boys who were talking, who didn't know what they were talking about but she thought it was very unimportant. She decided to go over to El, and of course, she became the center of attention because one of the kids said 'Eh, Priska isn't a demon anymore. Maybe she's the one with the demons,' and the whole class laughed in unison as they looked at her appraising.

"But as a demon, Priska is too sweet." said one of the boys. At first, she was very afraid of Priska because she was a man belonging to the big crocodile class.

Priska doesn't care, after all, the main purpose of changing is not to attract everyone's attention, but only one person who is now even reluctant to look at her with the other two boys. She approached them, then sat beside El who was in Nusa's chair.

"Hi, El. Are you—"

"Get up from that seat," said El who raised his gaze to Priska, and immediately greeted the girl with a deadly gaze. It's so sharp that even if you could compare it, it could be compared to a razor.

Priska, who had not finished her sentence, was confused, glanced at Reza and Mario, who mumbled a very small 'die you', that's what the two boys said.

"Why? I'm fine, there's no such thing as disgusting behavior that you kicked me out as you said earlier. So what's the problem now?"

"Go." El was reluctant to answer more than that, he was very fed up with Priska's presence. No matter how the girl looked, he didn't care at all and didn't even notice Priska's real transformation for him. For him, Priska is still the same girl as before.

Priska is very stubborn and does not want to move from her seat even though she has received a second warning. After all, El had his seat, and the seat next to him now belonged to Nusa, where the innocent girl didn't go to class or didn't go to school? Oh, that's not the problem.

Well, only Priska doesn't know. Nusa chairs should not be touched by anyone, without exception.

"Why? This chair belongs to the school, you also have no right to stop me."

"Oh."

Annoying? Certain. He didn't care how loud Reza and Mario were, who were now protesting with El. Reza who plays El and Mario who plays Priska, which is certain if Mario plays a role, of course, is exaggerated from the reality that happened.

"I don't want to move from beside you, what's wrong if I want to greet you as a friend?"

"Tsk."

El didn't answer, just snorted. Maybe he hates Priska too deeply? I don't know, maybe that feeling had arisen since Priska was infatuated and made him more and more uncomfortable by the day. Even until the girl did nothing and just wanted to say hello, he didn't want to see that face again.

"Go."

Already the third warning, surely after this there will be an angry mode that comes out of El's body. Of course, the man was furious that his words were not heard.

"What's wrong, El? Tell me the reason first, you can't just throw people away. That sounds very rude,"

"Are you a person?" No, it wasn't El who said this. But Mario who with his annoying face looked at Priska with a mocking look, that's how he was, never wanted to hang out with that one girl.

Ignoring Mario's words, Priska finally returned to listening to El who didn't make a sound. She looked at the man, handsome, that was all she could describe.

"Answer El, I want to be better than before. But you are still like this to me," said Priska with a smile.

There was no denying, that in the silence everyone in the class listened to their conversation as best they could.

El looked back at Priska with eyes that were no less sharp, then smiled. "Get out of Nusa's chair, that chair belongs to my queen," he said firmly.

Hearing that, of course, one class was excited as well as Priska whose chest seemed to be rising and falling.

After this, it wasn't just one class that was excited, but one school.

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