Bad Boy

Three years later... At a famous university, a young man with round glasses like Harry Potter was sitting alone in the corner of the classroom. He seemed busy with a book in his hand. The busy classroom atmosphere didn't bother him at all. Even when a lecturer enters the classroom, he doesn't notice it at all. "Nathan, can you turn your attention to me for a moment," said the lecturer, taking the book from Nathan's hand. All the students looked at Nathan. Nathan's appearance, who looked like a bookworm, did not make some students dare to bother him. When Nathan started staring at the lecturer, all the students looked away and pretended to be doing other activities, such as preparing stationery and so on. Maybe in some films students like Nathan will be easily bullied, harassed, bullied and so on. However, it was different from Nathan. The adage "Do not judge something by its cover", is very applicable to him. "Fine, ma'am. Is there anything interesting?" said Nathan while tracing the appearance of the lecturer in front of him from toe to tip of hair. Because you feel humiliated, Mom. Marsha was immediately angry and asked Nathan to stand in front of the class. Nathan followed these instructions without protest. He stood in front of the class facing all the students. "All right, please pay attention to your friends up front. Looking at Nathan, how do you think?" asked Mrs. Marsha. Nathan knew that the lecturer had the intention of embarrassing his appearance. Nathan's previous words may have offended him. All the students looked at Nathan. Then a female student raised her hand. "What's your conclusion?" asked Mrs. Marsha. "Handsome," said the student with a look of fear. Mrs. Marsha did not believe what the student said. From any angle Nathan looked like an old man. Thick glasses, smooth hair and very neat clothes. It doesn't look cool at all. "I think you should go to an ophthalmologist," said Mrs. Marsha. "Come on the others. You have to use logic. Our material this time is about genes in human reproduction. How the genes from the father and mother will pass to the fetus. But before that genes like Nathan will the offspring be like him? But ..." Mrs. Marsha paused for a moment. "Indeed, who wants to be Nathan's wife." "We are willing," said several students in unison. "Ridiculous," Mrs. Marsha laughed. "See clearly!" Mrs. Marsha shouted. He opened Nathan's glasses. Undressing Nathan angrily. "Look, anatomically. A nerd will not have time to exercise. So he will not make his body muscles form. He has weak muscles and fatty stomach. And ..." said Miss Marsha hanging. He was surprised to see all the students staring at Nathan. When Ms. Marsha turned around she was very surprised to see Nathan's athletic body. With the stomach has a six pack that is. Medium arm muscles. Everything looks just right. Then Nathan deliberately broke his combed hair into a mess. Then Nathan casually returned to combing his hair back with his fingers. Seeing Mrs. Marsha staring at him unblinking. Nathan stepped closer to Mrs. Marsha. The young lecturer took a few steps back and hit his own chair. "Do nerdy genes need to be discussed and discriminated against like this?" asked Nathan. Her pair of blue eyes fell towards Mrs. Marsha. Then Nathan brought his head closer and whispered, "if you are lacking in touch. Don't drag me down." Mrs. Marsha's face immediately flushed with embarrassment. Nathan was satisfied that she was able to teach Ms. Marsha a lesson from her attitude. Since the beginning, Mrs. Marsha was famously fashionable and liked to criticize students because her appearance really didn't like Nathan. Ms. Marsha has repeatedly deliberately made things difficult for Nathan, and even often got Nathan punished. "Are you going to punish me again?" challenge Nathan. Mrs. Marsha didn't answer. "Max, have you recorded when my shirt was opened!?!" shouted Nathan. "Yes," replied Max, showing his cell phone. "Good job. If Ms. Marsha reports me on purpose for me to be punished. Give me the video, as evidence that Ms. Marsha is harassing me in class. She forcibly took off my clothes. Isn't that right !?!" Nathan asked Mrs. Marsha while winking one eye. Nathan casually put back his clothes, glasses, and straightened his hair as before. Then he returned to his place. Mrs. Marsha, who was already embarrassed. Write the assignment on the board then leave the class without a word. "You're so cool!" shouted Luna to Nathan. However Nathan did not care about him. "You're great, Bro. But isn't this too much? He's a lecturer," asked Max. "Occasionally a lecturer who doesn't respect other people like himself needs to be taught a lesson," said Nathan. He was busy writing something on the piece of paper given by Betty. "It's up to you. I'm asking because all this time you have never bothered women," said Max. "Of course. I'm not a bully. I'm just someone who likes to give a little lesson so that person can be better. Right !?!" Said Nathan winking. He handed a sheet of paper which was now full of writing in front of Max. "Wow, in just five minutes all tasks are done!" shouted Max, showing the sheet to all classmates. All students are compact in plagiarizing the answer. "Mr. Tommy summoned Nathan to his office," said a beautiful student at the door. Nathan immediately stood up and met the girl. "I forgot Mr. Tommy's room. Would you like to drive?" asked Nathan. The girl looked down on Nathan's appearance. Without answering he was about to walk away. Without realizing it, Nathan's feet had blocked his steps, so the girl tripped and then fell. "Sorry. The lesson you have to remember is not to judge a book by its cover," Nathan said coldly and then walked away. "You Psykopat!" Shouted the girl. Nathan turned around. Looking at the girl coldly, "Your lipstick is messy," then walked away again. Nathan entered Mr. Tommy's room and sat opposite him. "It seems like you have been missing me a lot lately," said Nathan. Mr. Tommy just smiled. She brought out a note of complaints about Nathan that her assistant had written down this morning. "You got a lot of complaints today. First, Nathan did not return my calls. Second, Nathan did not accept my love. Third, Nathan refused to be touched ..." Mr. Tommy frowned. He was confused and looked at the entire record. All complaints are just about the feelings of some unrequited student. "Do I have to be responsible for all these complaints?" asked Nathan. "Is there still a lot?" asked Nathan curiously. "Maybe my assistant wrote wrong. Or maybe I took the wrong sheet. Later, if the correct sheet is found I will call again." Nathan took a deep breath. He was tired of everything. Nathan got up and was about to leave the room. "Nathan, I saw what you did to Mrs. Marsha. Don't do it again," said Mr. Tommy. It so happened that earlier he had passed in front of Nathan's class and saw all the events. Nathan did not answer. He walked out of the room without a word.