————————————————-
Liana rescheduled the meet up to next week. Busy daw kasi siya. Pero once next week happens, Liana and Santiago wont meet again. Mamaya ko na prproblemahin 'yon.
"But like... did you do all of them na? Grabe... you're so fast ha." my blockmate, Eunice said. So far, marami naman ako nakakausap dito pero it was not the same as highschool. People here were either too busy studying, or wala silang pake sa ibang tao.
It was a good thing na may naka-vibe akong tao dito. I feel like mababaliw ako kapag wala akong kausap 'e.
I wanted to tell her na mas mabilis ko sanang matatapos yun kung walang kumulit sa akin last week. But that would be oversharing, so... no. "Oo. Ikaw ba? Did you finish it na?"
"Not yet. Mamaya nalang." she answered. We were on our way palabas because we agreed upon eating out. The canteen here left this smell on my clothes after eating there. And I hated that. Call me maarte or whatever, pero 'di ko talaga gusto yon. I always felt the need to spray perfume after eating there.
The harsh sunlight kissed my skin as we went out of the building. Growing up, I didn't like it when the sun touched my skin. Sayang kojik, ani mama. I always used to put something on top of me para hindi ako maarawan. But now, looking back, ewan, I find it silly. The beauty standards of society really made me hide from the sun. Sobrang fucked up lang.
I was smiling as I looked up, tinaas ko na rin ang isang kamay ko to slightly shield my eyes.
May narinig akong malakas na busina.
"Shit!" sobrang bilis ng pangyayari. I didn't realize I was on the road na malapit sa parking. The one in the passenger's seat looked at me harshly but didn't say anything. Oh my gosh, malapit na akong mamatay. Mabuti nalang ay hinila ako kaagad ni Eunice.
"Thank y-"
This was not Eunice.
I took three steps back pero agad din niya ulit hinawakan ang kamay ko at hinila palapit. There was a car kasi. The second time he pulled me was too hard. My hands immediately went to his chest. Nagkatinginan kami. Ang awkward shuta. I let myself out of his grasp and stayed sa side niya instead sa harapan niya, reminding myself not to think about his abs na nahawakan ko kanina.
"Why are you here? Dito ka ba talaga nagaaral?" I asked. I saw him holding car keys. Sa kaniya ata yung kotse sa likod niya. Shocks, BMW.
"Ha?" inayos niya buhok niya. "Hindi, hahaha. Sa UST ako nagaaral 'no."
E'di why was he here? Stalker ba siya?
"Stalker ka ba?"
He let out a laugh that made his eyes amused. "Kung oo, ano gagawin mo?"
"Bahala ka sa buhay mo." irap ko. Okay, I admit that he is very attractive. My type. Pero sobrang nakakainis talaga niya.
"Joke lang, 'wag ka galit ma'am. 'Di ako stalker." He even did a peace sign to my dismay. Yakap yakap ko ang mga libro ko gamit ang dalawang kamay ko. My hair was loose now, 'di kagaya kanina na naka-bun lang dahil naiinis ako sa mga ends.
