-"¡callarse la boca!" -"Hazme."

SunJay - Good Shit

Sunoo doesn’t usually hate a person first hand, siya yung tipo ng tao na kahit nakagawa ka pa ng kinaiinisan niya ay hindi ka niya agad kagagalitan kundi bibigyan ka pa nito ng konsidirasyon. Sa madaling salita, hindi siya basta basta naghe-hate ng tao.

So it means, it took a lot for him to hate Jay to his fucking guts. It went overboard sometimes that he threw his strawberry milk on the latter during class break. Sino bang hindi? Kung sa simula palang ng araw sasalubungin ka nito ng tingin mula ulo hanggang paa na tila nilulurakan na ang buong pagkatao mo gamit ang mga mata, tapos nagkataon pa na hindi maayos ang recite ni Sunoo sa economics kaya hindi maganda ang mood niya noon, and then Jay greeted him with ‘you looked so fucked up and stupid’ so he did that.

“Useless”

Napalingon si Sunoo sa boses na narinig niya at mabilis na kumunot ang noo matapos niya makilala ang lalaking nasa likuran niya na nag mamay-ari ng mga ngiting gusto niyang burahin.

Wearing his casual short sleeve navy blue polo, neatly tucked in faded jeans with leather belt, paired with casual board shoes he bought at playboy and of course the final touch, his arrogance on his shoulders.

Inirapan niya lang si Jay at bumalik sa librong binabasa, nandito kasi siya ngayon sa library ng eskwelahan dahil may recitation nanaman sila sa economics at gusto niyang bumawi kaya todo ang concentration niya.

Naramdaman niyang hindi pa umaalis si Jay sa pagkakatayo sa likod niya, and it’s getting on his nerves! He doesn’t like him, even his presence! Kahit ba na tahimik lang itong nakatayo eh napipikon na agad si Sunoo.

“Can you fuck off!?” Singhal niya dito.

Jay smirks, both hands in his pockets and his shoulders slightly shaken after the faint chuckles. He loves it when Sunoo’s scoffing like a fucking mad man, he loves to push Sunoo on his limit until he burst out in anger. The younger cranes his neck with his eyes burning in annoyance.

“Tangina mo anong nakakatawa ha!?” He was practically screaming under those whispering.

“Your face” he simply said with all mockery laced on his tone that surely— oh definitely sent madness on Sunoo’s bloodstream.

Sunoo aggressively stood up and pushed the chair using the back of his knees that it almost fell back. He grabbed Jay’s collar in the center, where the top button was placed using one hand, gripped it until the latter chokes. He expected a begging but only to receive that god damn smirk. It irks him, the smile, the chuckled, the smirk, even the breathing of the latter, he hates it.

He pushed Jay upon letting the collar go.

“Putangina mo lumayas ka sa harapan ko ah” pagbabanta niya, and was about to go back seated and Jay briskly sat on the table that he was using.

“I have an offer for you” dipping his head a bit down to match his level to Sunoo’s ear. Few strands fringed on his forehead while his hair neatly slicked back. One hand propped to support his weight as he leaned.

Puro mura na nasa isipan ni Sunoo, kung hindi lang siya mapapahamak at hindi masisira ang record niya sa eskwelahan niya na ito ay sinapak na niya ang pag mumukha ni Jay. He tried to plaster na ‘not giving a fuck’ sign on his face and proceed on reading his book.

Jay leans back, arms crossed above his chest and mouth shut but kept his smirk. No, hindi siya aalis dito.

Sunoo tried to sink those fucking words written on the paper but not even a word was comprehended. He felt his head throbbing and he could vomit any moment. He hardly shut his eyes, eyebrows pinched in center and pursed his lips.