In The Rough

III.

It was a sunny afternoon, kahit 1 ang klase ko ay 12:30 palang ay pumunta na ako sa assigned room namin to wait for my classmates. At dahil may nagsta-standby pa sa loob ay hindi muna ako pumasok at umupo nalang muna sa bench sa labas.

Kumunot ang noo ko nang madama ang nananampal na init at pagtulo ng ang aking pawis, nakasuot pa ako ng jacket. Saktong-sakto rin at sumabay sa pag-aalburoto ang cellphone kung isang bagsak nalang ay maghihiwa-hiwalay na ng laman, hindi tuloy ako makapag-online at nang maicheck kung may naka-assign na bang professor sa amin.

As I waited for time to pass, I couldn't help but admire the lush green leaves of the big, tall trees planted on the left side of our college. The cool wind felt refreshing against my sweaty face and body. While I waited, I observed the students with their groups, chatting, eating and studying.

And then I saw him again - walking with his acquaintance with his long-parted hair, formal wear, and red bag catching my eye.

Although I wanted to keep staring and observe him longer, I averted my gaze and walked into the room while trying to remain calm inside. I tried to suppress the broad smile beneath my mask and giggled softly while muttering, "Pogi".