The people in white took her away.

A woman named Gayatri was trying to end her life right in front of his own son. She overdosed sleeping pills. ​​

The next day, little Hendra no longer asked questions and even lost his voice. Just like his mother, incarnated like a living corpse.

His eyes were blank, no longer showed a warm gaze.

The mother and the son took turns getting medical treatment from psychologists. The two of them slowly moved away from each other.

They were stuck in each other's guilt and fear space.

It took 5 years to be ready to return to school. That was why Hendra began to return to the school environment when he was 10 years old.

He decided to take package A (an education program in the non-formal route equivalent to elementary school level).

Apart from his intelligence, the psychologists convinced him that Junior high school students didn't have much concern for personal problems to ask about who his father was.

Instead, they would be more interested in handsome looks or K-Pop gossip.

If anyone asked him, Hendra would offer a treat at the cafeteria or some money, so they were silent.

That teenager began to be good at calculating his own luck.

***

His background indirectly led him to meet Surya and Tania. When he was in high school, Hendra returned to an elite school environment.

After 3 years of probation in an ordinary school, he became a junior high school student with a hidden identity.

Hendra grew more confident. He was only known as a handsome boy with strange eyes.

Every time someone asked him "Is your father a foreigner? Where did you get those blue eyes? Wow, very handsome! Hendra would lightly answer it.

"Do I need to treat you so as not to nag?!" And his friends were immediately distracted.

Unfortunately, that period didn't work in high school. His school friends found out who he was. Even all the teachers knew how to treat him differently.

Whispers and glances accompanied Hendra's every footstep in high school.

"Is he the Wenceslas Group's heir?!"

"Of course, who else has blue eyes in this school?"

"Are you sure you will send this ridiculous letter to him?!"

"You should know yourself!"

"It looks like he's lonely. Why doesn't anyone want to be friends with him?!"

"How can we be friends if he is in the sky while we are on earth? Look at our school security increases just to keep him safe."

Hundreds of whispers roamed all the halls and corners of the school. Hendra was like a mannequin inside a showcase.

Some people secretly and openly stared at him, glanced at him, and talked about him.

He then surrendered to incarnate like an eye-catching statue but unable to move and speak.

His high school despair led this teenager to deviate slightly from the habits instilled by his grandfather and his family. He often disappeared from class and didn't collect his assignments several times.

Finally, the class leader found a base where he was alone.

Hendra was in the corner on the school building roof, a place for him to take off his reverie.

"Brak!!"

Another teenager kicked one of the old boards, a former blackboard that was no longer in use.

"Can you stop bothering me?" The class leader bluffed.

"I was scolded every time you don't collect your assignments, though you're the lazy one. They think I'm the one who can't collect class assignments! Those teachers are really annoying."

His voice sounded breathless. He took a breath and then spilled it back.

"I know you and I both have trouble making friends. The difference is that you are a rich student, and I am a charity student. Isn't my situation far less fortunate than you?"

"So if you want to mess up, find a way that doesn't bother other people's lives!!" The class leader added.

After that, the teenager walked away. His legs seemed limp, and he almost had difficulty walking.

'I'm dead! I will be expelled from school after this. Aargh… Stupid... Stupid!' He grumbled, regretting his own actions.

"Hey, you? Are you Surya?" Hendra ventured to stop the teenager's footsteps who had just cursed at him.

The class leader regretfully nodded.

"I have a small offer for you."

Surya didn't take Hendra's words seriously. His brain was filled with regret expressions.

'Oh no, I'm doomed. I'm really going to be expelled from school'

"Is it true you also have trouble making friends??? How about we be friends?!"

Hendra's statement was ignored once again.

"I will ask my grandfather to support your charity scholarship. The amount can be several times what you get from school." Hendra calculated his luck.

"Wait a minute?! Does it mean you didn't ask me to leave school?!"

"When did I say it?"

"Please repeat! What did you offer earlier??"

The simple conversation was the beginning of those two human beings' long friendship.

It turned out that Surya really got what Hendra said. He thought what the heir said was just a joke. In fact, it really happened.

Surya really didn't want anything. Being Hendra's friend had drastically changed his school life into better luck, to be exact.

Gradually, the feeling of being lucky turned into a sense of wanting to return the favor. He then willingly helped his friend's every problem.

The heir then asked him to fly to the USA, continuing the charity scholarship from the Wenceslas family.