"What's your name?"
"H-hey Wait!" he shouted when I left the classroom.
Since the day he entered our class, he didn't stop from tailgating me. I want to confront him, but I'm not in the mood. I never spoke to him again but he always asked questions just to talk to me.
When I heard something fall to the floor, I stopped. I turned to look at him, who was lying on the floor and stared by the students. Because he was so clumsy, I slapped my forehead. And now his belongings are scattered across the floor. Even one of his ballpens rolled towards me.
I want to leave him, but my conscience won't let me-
What??? Conscience???
"Oh my gosh! Are you okay?" A woman asked and helped him gather his scattered belongings.
"T-thank you." he said shyly. He looked at me and managed to smile at me. I looked away and turned away from them. I almost closed my eyes when he shouted again for asking me to wait him.
I hurried out of the school, and when I saw our car, I ran over to it to get in. Garam was still calling, so I hurriedly entered and shut it. I immediately ordered the driver to start driving so that he couldn't chase me.
I heard someone cleared his throat beside me so I immediately turned to that person. I stared at Ramon in shock. I can't believe he's here to pick me up now.
"Who's the guy?" he asked.
I immediately looked away. I think she thinks I have a boyfriend. I remembered the one time he caught me outside the house talking to a boy. The boy was just lost, so he asked me.
"One of annoying human in our class." I answered.
"Annoying huh?" he said suspicious.
"Ramon, stop imagining things. He's just one of my classmates that keeps annoying me."
"His name is Bitgaram. You should called him by his name."
I paused when he said that. How he knows that guy name??
"He's in our neighborhood." he said.
"I didn't saw him in our neighborhood."
"Of course you're not living in our house. You chose to stay in your room and locked yourself there."
I looked at him with a mad look.
"Andie, he's Erikson's son."
My eyes sparkled when I heard his friend's name.
"Tito Erikson here?" I asked.
"No, only he lives in the house. Erikson is still in Manila."
"Huh? But you said that annoying guy is his son."
"Bitgaram Harold is his name. Stop calling him an annoying guy."
I rolled my eyes. I didn't speak again because of the annoyance, but when I suddenly remembered something, I immediately turned to Dad.
"He's son named Miguel Ramison, who the hell Bitgaram Harold?!" I shouted.
"He's the adopted son of Erikson and Michelle." he answered.
" A what? Did they adopt? But they have a child!"
"Bitgaram's biological parents were friends of Erikson's. They both died in an accident. That's why Erikson adopted him."
I glanced out the window and noticed a man passing by. He had just got off the tricycle, which was unable to enter our subdivision because it is not permitted for vehicles driven by non-residents to do so.
I don't know why, but I felt sadness when I looked at him. He was bowing while walking, but I could see his face, a face of being lonely.
