Not the Real World
Sump. 1: The girl

Like carefree children, there was a group of men chasing among the students who were passing by in the corridor of the Syarahan Room building.

“Who till the very end, he got to shop one group eating stun again!” A boy who was ahead screamed at his friends who were far behind.

He too pretended to mock his best friend in the back and continued running without seeing what was in front. Not yet had he looked ahead, he finally crashed something in front of him and caused a small riot to occur in front of the door of Room 301. Everyone who saw the incident was shocked. In fact, the group of men also stopped abruptly but continued to approach his best friend.

“Weh Zek, are you okay?” Ask one of the men in distress.

Zek rubbed his aching head as a result of being jolted by something he had violated earlier. Without saying anything, he simply nodded to answer the question. The man who fell heard the sound of others groaning in pain. He immediately turned to look at the voice and saw a woman had leaned against the door wall of the lecture room. Zek became restless and woke up to approach the woman.

“Awak is okay to? Is anything hurt?” His hand had not yet touched the woman's shoulder, his hand had been brushed off.

Zek was somewhat surprised by the reaction. He tried to be nice with the woman but instead he got a cold reaction.

“I'm okay. Thank you.” The woman tried to kneel and fix her clothes before citing all her books.

Zek by nature, also helped the woman to quote books close to her. At that moment, he reached for a book that caught his attention.

“White Tiger..” He turned the book upside down but the woman's hand was faster to reach the book again.

“Thank you.” The woman ran away leaving the disturbed Zek kneeling there.

“Who is it, gang?” He looked back at his friends but only found they had passed away leaving Zek alone.

“Eh is not for these males. People leave me people.” He got up and took a long breath.

He looked again at the woman who was entering the emergency exit down the stairs quickly.

Why do I think he's so interested in me?

The bell rings indicating the class will start again in 5 minutes. Thanks to the bell for successfully awakening Zek from his daydream. He rushed to his class and found the lecturer still not arriving.

Fuh. My fate is quick.

His eyes were looking for his friends. They waved at Zek and had emptied one seat in the middle of them for their alpha.

“Ant use, you people leave me people near it.” They all laugh.

“We people still get to early.” A red-haired Quiff of war replied.

“Make the first time, you the last, Zek.” One group laughed at the verse of one of them with glasses and haired schemes.

Zek also accompanied them laughing together as if it was just a joke that they had been used to making.

“Who's the story, I'm rich after all.” Zek said with a word. They were also excited to hear the words of Zek.

Their leader saw the entrance of his class, wondering if his lecturer would enter the door. At the same time, a man tripped on his foot in the middle of the stairs. Zek who saw the incident, began to remember the cold face of the woman in his mind. He turned to face the other. Those who have also taken out their goods and learning tools also turn to the alpha.

“Woman, who is she? Why don't I know him?”

"Oh him. Mat you tell me. You kind of know the full story of us guys." Go to one of them to that Undercut blonde guy.

Mat pointed to himself in a disturbed state. Everyone nodded because they did not want to tell about the woman.

"Eh, it's not for people."

Zek looked at Mat expecting his story to begin. Looking at the expectant man, he gave it up.

"Here, I'm telling you." Excited they beat Zek who first heard the story.

"That kid, you don't know Zek. He is an ordinary man. Her name is Adah Roman. Before you came in here, he was like any other slave. Hang out, active."

"So, why did he change?" Zek cutting.

"Since there's something going on near him 2 sem ago. He went to the forest, he said he did research on his research article. He went down the forest to find materials. I don't know whether intentionally or unintentionally, he belongs to the border of supernatural beings.” Zek's facial ripples turned worried.

“Please?” Zek's heart was pounding waiting for the end of the story.

“Kitoang doesn't know it's actually happening. You know, he's gone 3 days. But, when one of The Hunters met him, he fainted with 2 wolf carcasses next to him.”

“Wolf?” Ask Zek. Mat nodded.

“If he is aware, people over ask him how he can survive. He only replied, ‘White Tiger’. Where people want to believe.” They laughed at Mat's proposal.

Instead Zek remained silent. He leaned behind her into the chair. His mind was reminded of the book that was touched when helping Adah for a while.

‘White Tiger eh?’

Zek seemed to want to know what happened to the rest. So, he asked Mat again about the next story.

“Takde connection. Who wants to believe what he says. I mean, white tiger? Tu legend stories, Zek.”

“That's it, how do you close that case?” Ask Zek again.

Zek just nodded. It seems like this story is an important story because it involves the supernatural and real nature. He felt strange why he never knew about the story.

“Geng, class off.” A student came in from the front door.

Everyone in the class was silent and turned to each other. Like not believing the statement announced.

“Ye ye je you. Where do you know?” Jamal's screams from behind Zek.

“New information earlier. Prof there is a thing. As a result, he will share assignments through our learning portal later. That's it.” The student held her bag and then circulated from the class.

Everyone saw him leave class excited. Since he is a class representative who always meets the lecturer, no one can argue. By iu, everyone agreed. After all, who doesn't like it when the class is off? There are many more things that they can do. One of them is shopping for them to eat.

“Bos, don't forget boss no debts tau boss.” Razak's whisper from next to Jamal.

They patted his shoulder gesturing ‘thump-up’ as a sign of agreeing with his way. Razak, the only human who calls Zek the boss, blushes in shame at being praised. Zek breathed a heavy sigh. In fact, his mind and heart had other ideas for that spare time. But, the group more quickly gave recommendations.

“Well, I'm a guide. I'm lazy to take the train.” They clapped happy hands.

They took their bags and left the class. After her site came out of the classroom, Zek turned to the door of Room 301. His memory was re-imposed on his mind.

‘Okay, I just wanted to find that woman back.’

He scratched his non-itchy head and stepped heavily past the area.

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Today should be a quiet day for Adah. But that incident changed everything. He knew his day would now be beyond his comfort. How does he know? Instincts.

He was in the library, sitting in a chair that often became his place every time he went there. That is, the most end-to-end place in and next to the window. At least the view outside the window full of trees and the heavy debt can calm him down after facing his crazy day. The corner was also blocked by two full shelves causing him not to be seen by the people who were there. The two shelves were only filled with fairy tale books and legends. Because the world thinks the two objects are common, the section becomes bland immediately. But his instincts were right this time.

He heard a voice coming from behind the shelf approaching towards him. Today is the least expected day for other humans to approach the place. Especially after the accident happened. More stressful, the voice stopped right in front of him. Only bookshelves were a barrier between them. Adah wears her headphone to prevent herself from hearing their conversation. Gossip is the thing he doesn't like the most. But, as yet the song had not been played, he had heard something undesirable.

“That's to the woman?” Adah's finger stopped from pressing the song in her telifon app.

He continued his work and acted as if he had heard nothing. His fingers were busy pressing the keys of his compound, occasionally meddling his notebook as if they were working.

“Ye. At first, it grates about non-existent things. After that, he refused Zek.” They whispered but were strong enough to hear every word.

‘Haa…. Who is Zek ni. People do not work to fun to busy edge cloth people.’

He took a long breath. Too tired to treat every cool man around him. Ever since he was aware of his desertion of a period of days, one story after another about him was created. Even worse, none of the stories about him are true.

“I heard he slept with a lecturer because nak markah high in class.” 

I score from a long time ago and nobody says anything about that thing?

“Seriously? Always have to score! What kind of life is that. Unusual right.” 

You whatever the lack. Sitting around saying about people.

“How exactly is he not our group?”

This one too. Any way he's got this story?

“I heard he said he was a sorcerer. Not human right”

If true, I've been monitoring you for a long time.

Adah shook her head and threw all the scans away from her mind. He hit one of the songs in the Youtube app to get away with it. He raised the volume of the song and little by little the voices of the two women drowned. He is more focused on his activities.

Without Adah's knowledge, there was a pair who saw the situation from afar. Shortly after, he came closer to two students who were busy gossiping.

“Hei!”  Soon their heads turned.

What they saw made their eyes grow.

“Dah takde other work, want to swear about people je?” His voice was slow but the aura he was given was extremely frightening.

He leaned his shoulders onto the bookshelf and looked at the two of them with a cold look.

“Rosie!” One of the women's reactions was half screaming.

Rosie said nothing, only to shake her head as a sign to them to circulate from there. The two of them desperately ran away from the section while blaming each other.

“You're this. I said taknak earlier.”

“Eh I'm slapped. You're the one who wants to know who he is, wretch.”

Rosie just kept quiet and let them keep fighting. What they want to think is the thing that most of them don't want to know. As their voices dissipate, Rosie looks at Adah from the book's cleavage. He breathed heavy. His face clearly emanated as one taste, but none of it was able to be revealed. He stepped onto the empty table in front of Adah. Like the two female students, only the shelf separated them. Only this time, the two of them only ignored their work.

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