daggers

daggers #6

JUSTIN'S P.O.V

3:00 p.m. my last subject just finished and i'm now standing by the faculty's door, to talk to sir stell. the reason? i don't know either. i just feel like my apology wasn't enough. i don't want to inflict a negative impression of myself on him and I don't want him to even think that i'm that type of person. i just want to make it up to him....... if that makes sense.

"kakatakok na ba ako? what will i say to the professors? na i need to talk to sir stell? e what if tanungin nila kung bakit? do i have to tell them that i'm just going to apologize? for the second time? pero paano kung-"

"justin?" oh, shit. my heart dropped and i stopped in my tracks when i heard that very familiar voice. of course, i know it's him. with my back still facing my professor, i carefully heaved a sigh before facing him.

damn.... he's smiling at me.

"uh.. sir stell.." i muttered. shit naman, 'di pa 'ko prepared e. T____T

"g-good afternoon po." stop stuttering!

"g-g-good afternoon d-din." sir stell replied, mocking the way i stuttered.
aba'y gago pala 'to e. charot.

he laughed..... ANO BA 'YAN ETO NANAMAN YUNG PUSO KO.

i squinted my eyes at him which made him laugh even more as he covered his mouth with his fist.
"joke lang, joke lang. anyway, do you need anything? do you want me to call ms. castro for you?"

ms. castro is my professor in painting, one of my subjects.

"hindi po, sir. actually.... ikaw po talaga ang pinunta ko dito." i saw how his facial expression changed, probably a bit taken aback.
kahit ako, sir, nagugulat sa sarili ko e.

"ganun ba? come in, then." he smiled and opened the door for me.

we went straight to his cubicle as the professors greeted him. i suddenly felt even more embarrassed because there were more professors now than when i went here earlier.

"so... what is it you want to talk about?" sir stell asked as soon as we settled on our seats.

i sighed. whatever, jah, just do it.

"uhm.. yung sa polo niyo po kasi..."
he looked at his new polo.

"my polo? why? tatapunan mo ba ulit ng coffee?" he asked, obviously trying to stifle a laughter.

shuta ka, ser, pinapahirapan mo ako lalo. T_____T

"just kidding. i'm just trying to lighten up the mood. parang sobrang kinakabahan ka kasi e. ako lang 'to, jah." i finally giggled after he said that. he's right. what am i so scared about? i'm just here to apologize.

"sir naman. gusto ko lang po magsorry ulit. nagiguilty pa din po kasi ako e. about po sa polo mo tsaka the fact na hindi ako nakikinig and was out of focus kanina during your discussion. sorry po talaga." i said and bowed my head.

"ah 'yun ba? sabi ko naman sa'yo, wala na 'yun e. hindi naman big deal since kaya ko naman maglaba. and yung sa class, first day palang naman. balita ko sa mga prof mo, masipag na estudyante ka raw. i understand."

"pero sir, hayaan niyo lang po akong makabawi. kahit ano po sir, gagawin ko." i said with conviction for him to feel that i'm really serious about this.

sir stell looked intently at me as he leaned back on his swivel chair, crossing his arms and accidentally flexing his biceps in the process.

"kahit ano?" he asked, his right eyebrow quirking upwards in a sexy manner. o baka i just find everything he does to be sexy. shut up, jah!

i nodded and mentally gulped.

he thought for a moment before his face suddenly lit up as if a light bulb appeared above his head.
"alright, be my student assistant."

HUH?