This is just an english oneshot story, but Good Night, Sleepyhead is one of my ongoing story. Tagalog version and original, detailed and a little bit different with this story will be available next life char! Good Night, Sleepyhead is a Happy ending story❤️. Happy Reading!
'As usual I was about to go to school when I see him again, sleeping in the waiting shed of the apartment. I don't bother myself to look at him but something in my body that makes myself move towards him. I look at him clearly and touched his nose to know if he is in a deep sleep. I moved gently so that I won't disturb him from a deep sleep. I bowed a little and stare at him.
"What kind of trip is this huh? You have your home but you keep sleeping here. You're making it as your hobby huh?" I just shook my head and turn away to go to school before i get late.
The class has started, I saw him entering the room without saying anything and not even greeting our teacher. He's kind of person without emotions or even facial expressions, so that you won't be able to know anything about him. He's not close to us, he has no friends, and you can't see him talking to anyone too. He's such a loner, not actually loner. He had nothing to do inside the classroom, even writing notes, and even doing any activities. All what he did is just sleeps all the time of the class, but you know what's amazing? He can answer the questions of our teachers, when they call him to recite. Yeah, that's unbelievable.
The issue that I've heard is that Lime is sick, they're saying that he has a problem in sleeping. I don't know if I will believe in that issue. I've always wanted to talk to him before but the last time I've tried, I failed, because he really don't want to talk to anyone. But every time I'm approaching him, I feel something that there's a part of him that he needs someone to talk to. I feel something that bothers him, something that he can't tell to anyone.
I'm in deep thoughts when someone hits my head. "Ouch! That hurts!" I shouted. "You bastard--"
"Ms. Gasendo!!" Voice of our terror subject teacher. I'm dead. I didn't noticed that she is now discussing. I smiled a little to her, and turned back my attention to Lime. He's the one who hit me. I glared at him as Ms. Platon called my surname again. "Gasendo!"
"Yes, ma'am?" I replied as I looked back at her.
"Answer this!" She said in calm voice but emphatically.
I remained silent because I don't really know what the answer is. The silence remain in our classroom because all of us are afraid to be called by that teacher. Unluckily, I'm now in my almost death and it's because of that freaking Limer Mortejo. We will reckon later.
The class dismissed, I immediately look for that freaking Limer. I will hit him too, atleast to revenge for that embarassment because of him.
I saw him under the tree. Guess what he's doing? Of course sleeping. I went near him and look at his innocent face. He's always sleeping here under the tree, because it's the most peaceful place here in the campus. While I'm staring him, I remember the day that I saw him outside the apartment. He had his bruises on his face.
Flashback...
"Lime? What are you doing here? Your dad arrived awhile ago, why you're still here. You should go inside and greet him." I said even we're not close. I noticed that his wounds and bruises are serious. Where did he get that? Did he fight with someone?
"Who cares? Don't even interfere in life of others. It's none of you business!" He replied coldly. He walked away and left me dumbfounded.
It never cames in my mind to stop approaching him even I know that its hard to be with him. Knowing that he really needs a friend.
