The Moon's Phase.

fic·tion
/ˈfikSH(ə)n/

a belief or statement that is false, but that is often held to be true because it is expedient to do so.

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From strangers to friends..

"Ouch!" I released a squeak as the loud thud of my books falling to the ground fill in the huge Library, I quickly looked at who or what I bumped on to. I smiled with an apologizing look. His lips risen and a smile was shown letting his small dimples out. It was like he was telling me that it was okay and it he was fine, safe and sound so I crouched down to pick my books, surprisingly, he did the same. I lowered my head biting my lip hiding a small smile.

"Stary!" I stood up after picking up my things and receiving what the guy picked muttering a thank you, I gave him a smile once again. I smiled wider at the sight of a Friend, that's it bestie, tell him my name. She waved her hand and walked away. Damn. She should've went here and make tease about us passing books with eachother para madala itong-lalaking-'to.

"Star? Bituin.." He whispered but since our sorroundings is very silent I can clearly hear it. Lumingon ako sa likod ko at tumango.

"Jamyra Star Ander." I gave him my hand to shake, he stared at it. I wanted to take it back. This is so embarassing. Like, Imagine someone literally left your hand on the hair. I released an uncomfortable-like chuckle feeling awkward now when he remained looking at it. I took it back and looked to my front dropping my smile.

"Kev, Kevin Hvon." He smiled warmly. Giving out his hand. I hope I didn't look as eager to take it. Because my face brightened as my lips curved into a smile when I took his hand and shook it a little. I added my other hand and remained shaking it in a little faster way.

What a nice last name.. can I have it? ....erase.

"Friends?" I know we couldn't be friends just like that! Like, we just bumped un to eachother for some minutes ago, but I can't just let a day pass without being friend with this beautiful-dimpled-man.

He chuckled and oh crap I felt butterflies roaming around randomly on my stomach, "Okay.. friends." I nodded smiling as wide, whispering the word once again. I felt so relief for some unknown reason.

God, I just met this man, why am I falling. It came out in my mind like a statement when it is supposed to be a question! ...

Years passed by went really fast. Today, I graduated with him. Same strand, we ended up-- I ended up going after him. Wala namang kinalaman ang kinuha kong strand sa gusto ko'ng profession. Wala lang, I want to be in the same class picture with his. So someday we can show it to our kids. Kidding.

Friendship goals though. Pft. Ang pangit pakinggan bakit hindi nalang kasi maging lovers.

Years had passed by I still feel the same way I felt when I first talked to him, parang kahapon-- kanina lang nangyari. My face would always flush at that. Parang tanga'ng naka ngiti sa kawalan minsan. Madalas, actually. But of course I can't just stay on reminscing the past, I'm not that kind of person, if I am then I would've stayed that way but I'm not, so I'm choosing to confess but confessing means sacrificing what we have now; a lovely friendship, a thing that'll surely last. Unlike when I'll confess it'll ruin the 'bond' or whatever is between us. Can possibly make everything awkward. Relationship doesn't last at all so for another years, I held myself in. I held my unsaid feelings leashed inside me. I kept it for me, in a whole six years of our friendship.

Second yeard college as a Culinary students isn't that bad at all, Its actually going smoothly unlike what I've expected it to be and what the older Culinary students have said. Kevin is taking Medicine, graduated with the strand STEM; like mine, because it alligns with his course of choice while I took it to be closer with him not caring about having a hard time because STEM has nothing to do with Culinary at all.