❝i think you hung the moon❞ to think that someone is completely perfect.
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"Ano'ng ginagawa mo rito?" tanong ni Amaris. The girl gripping on the railing looked more scared than shocked, and she felt kind of bad. She must have scared her, but she had to ask her something first to make sure. "Ikaw ba 'yung sumisigaw?"
"H-Ha?"
"Kanina pa kasi ako nakakarinig ng sumisigaw," sabi ni Amaris. "Akala ko nga multo, e."
The girl's mouth opened, then it closed, and then suddenly she was blushing. Napatawa nang mahina si Amaris.
"Hindi ako 'yun, Amaris," sabi na lang ng babae, kahit alam ni Amaris na nagsisinungaling lang siya. Napansin niya na parehas sila ng suot ng uniform at parehas sila ng kulay ng ID lace, kaya parehas siguro silang fourth-year sa iisang high school.
"Ah — wait, paano mo nalaman pangalan ko?" sabi niya nang nakatawa.
"Ha? Ano'ng —" She was flustered and she looked as though she could jump off the railing anytime. "Hindi! 'Yung ID mo kasi—"
Amaris just laughed it off because the girl seemed so fidgety and nervous for no reason. "Chill! Are you always that tense?" Lumakad siya papunta sa railing saka sumandal doon.
That's when the girl finally breathed. She relaxed her shoulders and swallowed, before holding the railing and facing the sunset again.
"T-To be fair, ginulat mo kasi ako," sabi niya. The girl was still reddening.
"Sorry," sabi ni Amaris, but if someone else was on the seaside and would suddenly hear a girl's screaming from the lighthouse, they'd definitely check to see, too. Napalumbaba siya. "Ako pala si Amaris — Maris na lang. Ikaw? Same grade lang pala tayo pero ngayon lang kita nakita."
"I-I'm not very . . . I always blend in the background, kaya baka hindi mo lang ako napapansin," sabi niya. "I'm Mizuki. Mizu."
"Hala. Ang cute naman ng name mo," sabi ni Maris. "Both our names start with M, too!"
Mizu smiled for a bit, and Maris thought that was refreshing. At least she didn't seem anxious anymore.
Maris never experienced 'blending in the background'. She was always the center of attention whether she likes it or not — maybe it's the palm sized birthmark on her left cheek, or it's just her loud energy that attracts the attention, she wasn't really sure — so she didn't know how Mizu felt about barely being noticed in a crowd.
