Aswan, he's a pervert. I really have no comments about him. You just imagine me holding my books in front of the discipline room, and he, making jokes and trying to grope at the same time, yeah? But I don't care. I'm used to them. Saiful said he's turned over a new leaf this year. I know why. But I won't tell.
When I cycled out of the school, I met with my dearest guy friends-Fikri, Aiman and Aswan. Yeesh, they got into my way on purpose. I didn't want to hit any of them so I slowed down. Once I went into the park, Aiman jumped on the back of my bike and asked me to cycle. I was like "Weyh berat aaa" but he didn't get off. So I cycled, it's not like it hurts or whatever.
I asked him to get off after a few seconds, hahaha. So far, the oldest friend I have is Aiman. I've known him since standard one. Now that's what you call "we're like siblings", not knowing that person for 5 years and claiming so. Dude, I share drinks with that boy.
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