When The Night Sky Becomes Lively

XIII

The light of the setting sun illuminated the twilight sky. With my back reclined against the fence, I watched the student body. Some were passing the school gates. Some were still hanging out. Hindi ko alam kung bakit sa kabila ng insidente ay pwede pa ring gamitin ang rooftop na 'to.

Prolly dahil maluwag ang rules sa school na 'to. Siguro dahil alam ng admins na necessary ang rooftop na 'to para magpahangin at magpawala ng stress. Or probably, for rendezvous. Kinda cliche, eh.

If I could be just a normal student. No, I'm normal in every bodily aspect. What I mean by normal is like what the most of them were experiencing. While I also exprience that, there's still a thought that what if I became normal. Like I was just a carefree person, an extrovert, hanging out with everyone, fooling around. That kinda thing. But as they say, intelligent people rarely get happy. Kaya naiisip ko minsan na isang sumpa ang pagiging matalino. Idagdag pa ang judgemental society.

I didn't even know why my friends-especially Jasmine and Sophia-decided to adopt this bullshit guy. But still, I'm happy 'coz I could be a normal student that I envisioned. Hanging out, chats and something random. But I felt that there's still lacking. I don't even know what that was.

Umihip ang malamig na hangin at kasabay nito ang pagbukas ng pinto. Sumulpot na yata ang taong kakausapin ko.

Her cute face was being kissed by the orange light. It's instragrammable, I must admit. Though her usual smile wasn't there. There's this expression that held some sort of...how should I say this, sympathy? Loss?

Held by her hands were a pair of soda. If this was a normal conversation, I must say that I would take it with gratitude. But, this wasn't a normal talk. I would be risking my life on the line. My straightforward attitude
will spell doom to me.

The girl in front of me seemed like a fragile girl. But people bathe her on too much good light. I see her as a rose or a bougainvilla. Mukhang tama ang hinala ko. She's a psychopath.

"S-Ste...ven," she muttered.

The wind blew once more, her shiny black hair swaying to its rhythm. Both of us didn't know where to start. Everything's quite a shock, I even didn't absorbed them thoroughly.

My heart was in rapid beating. My breathing was a bit ragged. I couldn't help but be nervous to her. To think that my intuition would come true. A game changer.

"You really took you time, aren't you?"

What happened back then? Let me tell you.

"A-Alcantara." Those were the words that summarized my shock and disbelief. It turned out that Alcantara pounced me.

"L-Legaspi?! Is that you?"

Her round eyes blinking, feeling the same shock as I felt. Despite wearing a mask and a dark orange hooded-jacket, my eyes memorized her features. Her slender arms, her physique, her eyes. There's no way my eyes will lie to me.

Asking for help would be risky. If shout out loud, I would be silenced in no time. The only thing I could do was to stare in terror.

My heart jackhammered, my hairs all raised. I couldn't help but felt a chill down the spine. She...she's one of those guys? I already expected this but confirming it myself, this was insanity. She's part of that gang or something? Those guys who killed someone were her subordinates?

Or to be a bit selfish, am I about to die? My jaw was trembling in fear. My investigation went into a dark turn drastically. Was this my end already? Should I brace myself to be slashed towards the throat?

My mind was overflowing of questions. I tried to regain myself. Still, was she...an angel of death? No. What should I do to get out of here.

"W-Why you..."