“Let’s walk to our class, Yuda. Chemistry class is going to start soon.”
Yet again, Nia Cassandra strolling ahead of me in our return to the class. She is a natural-born leader. By her instinct to take the helm of our two-person group, I observed her charismatic aptitude in one glance. She fearlessly charged past the three infamous delinquents of our school without limping herself against their malevolent grins. We had ourselves succeeded in sneaking behind their blind-spot and eventually have some time for us straight after.
Yet, a morning prayer, huh.
Pretty absurd to compare with the most of my latest confrontation. One silent killer in form of a beauty like Amanda Suyono showed up way too lame before this far-fetched growth of my old desire.
She had developed keen interest towa
