Who is she?

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"Mikhael!" Napatigil ako sa pagtuturo nang marinig kong may tumawag sakin mula sa labas ng classroom.

Nilingon ko kung sino yon. I creased my forehead, shit! Anak ng tupa naman, anong ginagawa nito dito? At bakit ngayon pa ito nanggugulo. May klase pa ako oh.

Kumaway kaway pa ito na parang ugok. Di niya ba alam na pinagtitinginan siya ng mga tao sa labas. Tss

Minasahe ko na lang ang sintido ko bago humarap muli sa mga studyante ko.

"Okay class. Since 15 minutes na lang ang natitirang oras natin, idi-dismiss ko na kayo. Page 45-50, homework." Diko na tinapos pang pakinggan ang pag-angal ng mga studyante ko. Dali dali na akong lumabas ng classroom.

Ano na naman kaya ang kailangan nitong ugok na ito sakin?

Medyo malayo ang campus street sa mga classroom kaya minadali ko na ang lakad ko.

Mabilis ko ding chineck kung nadala ko ba lahat ng gamit ko. Wait... Napatigil ako sa paglalakad nang mapagtantong nawawala yung isa sa mga gamit ko.

Agad na gumapang ang kaba sa dibdib ko. Hindi pwedeng mawala iyon. I searched my pants again then every pocket of my sling bag but I found it nowhere.

"Hey mikhael, is there a problem?" Note the annoying tone. Just what on Earth is this brat doing in here?

Hindi ko na lang muna ito pinansin. The classroom, yeah right. I probably left it on my table.

"Hey Nick, let us meet in the cafeteria. I just have something to grab back in my classroom." I said while tapping this brat's shoulder.

"B-but I don't know where the cafeteria is!" Angal nito.

"Just go, tss"

Acckkk! Just why is this happening to me? What did I do in my previous life to have this kind of terrible day.

Wala na akong sinayang na oras. Diko na din pinansin itong kapatid ko. Madali akong naglakad pabalik sa classroom. Oh I hope no one picked it up.

Dipa naman ako gaano nakakalayo sa classroom pero taranta ko pa ring tinungo ito. Tanaw ko na yung table ko sa loob, pero diko makita yung hinahanap ko. Shit, no.

Sa pagmamadali ko, diko napansin na may kasalubong pala ako papasok sa pintuan.

"Ah!" Mabilis akong napalingon sa babaeng napaupo sa sahig ng classroom. Diko makita ang itsura nito dahil nakayuko siya. Natatakpan ang kanyang mukha ng  mahaba niyang buhok.

My forehead creased while my gaze scan her whole image. Strange.

Who on this nation will use a dress just like that? I'm not saying her dress looked stupid but it's strange.

She's wearing a long emerald green Victorian dress. It made her fair skin tone stand out.

I'm sure and definitely, she's not my student. But why is she coming out of my classroom?

Dali dali ko na lang itong tinulungang tumayo. Who is she? Habol hininga akong nagsalita.

"M-miss okay ka lang?" I said, stuttering. Why am I stuttering? What's wrong with me? I'm tired from walking fast to get back here but it's not enough reason to make me stutter.

Di man lang siya sumagot. I tried to look on her face but her chesnut brown hair failed me to catch even just a glimpse.

"Miss, are you ok? What's your name and what are you doing here in my classroom?" Di pa rin siya sumagot. Naintindihan niya ba ako? Should I try to speak western? Nanatili lang siyang nakayuko. I took a deep tired sigh. Yeah! I almost forgot.

Dali dali akong nagtungo sa desk ko. Wala dito yung hinahanap ko. Just where the hell on Earth did it go?

I saw the girl started picking up her stuff scattered on the floor. There are old scratches of papers, old worn out books and old pen.

"Hey, let me help you"

Mabilis ko siyang nilapitan upang tulungan. But she almost picked all of her stuff when I half kneeled in front of her.

I picked up her last book on the floor but she grab it first. Napatango na lang ako at akmang tatayo na nang may mapansin akong isang makinang na bagay sa ilalim ng notebook na pinulot ng babae.

Yeah, I already found it. I smiled, sigh of relief scaped my lungs.

Akmang pupulutin ko na ito nang biglang kinuha din ito ng babae. The half of the necklace is in my hand and the other half is in hers. The silver moon pendant is just hanging in between.

I looked at her.

The moment my eyes captured her green eyes, I froze. What is this feeling?

I felt a twitch in my heart.

I felt my knees wobbled even if I'm half kneeled.

I felt my eyes welled up.

Why do I feel like being crashed into thousands of pieces?

"Who are you?" I whispered, those three words just barely scaped my trembling lips.

"Don't you remember me?" that sweet voice. Just by hearing that sweet melodious safe voice, I clearly saw flashes of pictures in my head.

Two hands intertwined.

A man and a woman.

Staring in a dark and clear night sky.

Until a meteor shower came and the man whispers in her ear.

"I'll always remember you, my Claire."

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