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05 : embrace


Seconds turned into minutes. And minutes turned into hours of waiting for his reply, but I got none.


Buhay pa ba si Junkyu? He saw it already, so, hindi ba dapat sumagot siya? I mean, was I being too straight-forward?


I shook my head and stopped thinking 'bout non-sense. I forced myself to sleep since it's already late—but I just can't. I always tend to think about everything—specifically, him.


Is this what they call having a—


Junkyu

10:24 PM

Junkyu:

:)))))))
seen 10:24 PM.


What the heck? Seryoso? That's all his gotta say? Argh! So much, for spending my time right.


But why am I happy to think that at least his creepy smiley emoticon is back?


As I was walking to the corridors, I felt someone was following me. So I halted for a moment, and looked back.


"Shit!" napamura ako nang bumungad sa'kin ang mukha ni Junkyu.


He was smiling at me, more creepier than expected.


"Seriously, you're gonna be my cause of death." I exaggeratedly said.


"At least, I'm the cause." he retorted, still smiling at me. But I knew too well that, that smile was a teasing one.


"Ew. Was that you being flirty and all?"


"No. It was me trying to be a great friend." he said, but his voice held sarcasm.


"You know what, just walk and stop babbling non-sense." he smiled at what I said, and rolled his eyes while walking with me side by side.


"Did you just, rolled your eyes at me?" I said, still can't believe the other side of him.


"It became a habit, just staring at you is like a disease." he answered.


"Disease?" I said, my forehead creased.


"You roll your eyes like freaking all the time, maybe I habitually developed it to myself." he explained.


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