The senior, whose hair was pigtailed up, smiled. His right lip was raised slightly upwards.

"This bracelet is very precious to me. Next time don't do that again or you can't bear the consequences."

Marvin said this while holding my shoulders. His gaze was sharp. The eyes were darker than cloudy, deeper than the abyss. I shuddered a little. The grip is strong. At first glance, I remembered Kak Akesh when he was angry.

"La, I searched everywhere and it turned out to be here." Ah, lucky the nerd is coming.

Marvin's attitude slowly changed. He smiled kindly again, as if nothing had happened.

"That's just our initial introduction. Bye, Junior!"

He stepped away without looking back. What is his attitude? Did he mistake me for stalking him or stealing his bracelet? I also explained for free. Already, just don't have to deal with it anymore.

"Is his gaze so good? Fans too?"

"Huh? What the hell is it from now that the fans are talking about it."

"It's very sensitive, I'm just joking, eh."

I rolled my eyes lazily, reluctant to respond to Agas.

"I just found out that you know Marvin. Eh, but who doesn't know you? In fact, it is very famous, the flower of the FCS campus."

"FCS campus flowers?"

"Yes, the girls are fans, the boys are also amazed."

"Crazy people, do you like psychopaths?"

Agas who doesn't know how to sit is just a sitter. After congratulating me for winning first place, he excitedly talked about Kak Bina who turned out to be good at writing poetry. All this time, he had known the Ice Monster, but that was only it.

In other words, yes, I just know, never talk at all. He knew because I was in the same barge with him. But this time, he was determined to get to know Kak Bina further. He even asked me for his number.

"Kak Bina, congratulations on winning the first prize in the poetry creation competition. Why aren't you here tonight?"

I sent a message to our barge group.

"I think you don't think of us anymore, don't you Binn?"

Kak Ical replied. As always, he was the most excited.

"That's right? I just wanted to participate in the competition."

I honestly miss the two of them.

"Eh Sis, my friend whose name is Agas wants to ask for your number, he is the second winner BTW. I don't know what to do, maybe I want to discuss it with you? Wkwk."

"Oh, the person who is always with you? It's okay."

Furthermore, the content of the chat in this group is just haha-hihi. Kak Bina and Kak Ical are still quarreling and making a fuss. Meanwhile, Kak Akesh did not appear at all. Not even reading messages.

Sis, if that night had never happened, would you have called me when you found out I was number one? You used to always support me even though I never excelled. Now my life has become a little lonely.

"Let's go to the club tomorrow night. I'm the one who treats."

Kak Bina said she wanted to celebrate her victory. Although the prize of the competition is not so big. Even more expensive to treat us.

"Okay, sis. Eh, this is the Agas who wants to follow him, is it okay? He said he wanted to join a joint venture with you to treat the children."

"Just gas."

Okay, mission done. See you tomorrow night, Sis!

***

The next day, I left for college as usual. Nothing special happened, except for an unfortunate incident that suddenly approached. I began to be afraid of the saying don't hate something too much, later it will come to you.

"Nala and Agas, right? Later in the afternoon empty? Go to the BEM secretariat, make a photo. We want to upload to congratulate KMSI on Instagram with BEM."

Just look at this person who suddenly came and ruled this. I don't like his pretentious tone.

"Can you just send a photo? So that you don't have to come to the secretary."

"Why don't you want to go to the secretary? After all, the KMSI secretary is close. You are a member of KMSI, even though you are not an administrator. No, papa, it's just playing, right?"

I was about to argue, but my voice didn't have time to come out because he cut it off.

"Agas can come, right?"

"Eh, you can, we don't have classes in the afternoon."

"Good."

He glanced at me, giving me a winning look. Then walk out of the classroom. Don't look back. The way he walks shows that he is a very confident person but not arrogant. His steps were firm but his head did not look up. He stared straight ahead.

I don't think it's wrong if he becomes the number one student in the faculty. However, the description was no longer suitable when he spoke. The reason is that when he speaks, he becomes very arrogant. However, it was covered by his suddenly very friendly attitude.

Time quickly passed, and the afternoon came. Reluctantly, Agas and I walked towards the secretary. If you recall, we have never been here.

This room is not very big, but it is quite lively. There are many paintings hanging on the walls. While in the back corner there are two shelves containing literary books. In addition to theory books, there are many novels from different eras. Starting from the Balai Pustaka generation, New Poets, Batch 45, Batch 50s, Batch 70s, Reform Era, to the 2000 Era.

Unconsciously, Agas and I walked towards the bookcase. Touching a series of novels that are like a nugget of gold for Indonesia literature students. It is very difficult to find these novels. Even literary children like us are exhausted.

"You can borrow these novels, the condition is one child and one book. This book is specifically for literature students. The condition is to show your KTM (student identity card). Later there will be administrators who will record it."

The unpleasant sound woke us up from the sea of books.

"Really, sis? I've been looking for these novels for a long time, but it's a shame if I can only borrow one book."

"If you can't wait, just read it here, if you read it on the spot, you can take whatever you want."

I rolled my eyes lazily, reluctant to respond to their chat.

"In that case, let's take a photo at the spot that the committee has prepared."

He pointed to the photo boot. Then called the chairman of KMSI Ardhit who brought a camera. I suggested Agas to be photographed first. Just to see how he will pose. Actually, I was confused about what kind of style to have.

The reason is that I rarely take photos. I prefer to upload sketches rather than self-portraits on social media. Especially if there are so many people like this, yes there are actually only five people, but that already makes me very nervous