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Heart thumping.



Nerves wracking.



Heavy breathing.



The heat from the afternoon starts to touch my exposed skin. Wearing a tube ruffled black top and long black pants while my hair in long straight extensions, I tried my best to smile, act cool and calm my nerves.



Yet I can't concentrate because my eyes were glued to the people sitting on the bleachers holding banners, colored balloons and every item that can represent their departments.



Faces of the candidates during the photoshoot were plastered all over the place.



I saw one of mine.



Heartbeat.



It gets louder with the people screaming my name.



I moved my fingers to ease my nerves and shook my shoulders while standing on the open backstage waiting for my turn to come out and walked like what we practiced for weeks before the University Pageant began.



"Look into my eyes when you feel nervous. Focus on me...you can do this."



Quen's word kept on repeating inside my head since the event started. I want to see him right now and do what he just told me.



"Are you ready for the next candidate?!"



One thing about this pageant is no matter how much I think about the reason I join...is that, this is the first time I let myself be included in something that may put myself into literal spotlight.



I know in myself that I can do it no matter what.



But I can't stop my thoughts and insides to this chaotic right here and right now.



Self, calm down.



"FROM THE DEPARTMENT OF ARTS,FASHION AND DESIGN! LET ME HEAR YOU SCREAMING FOR KIRA JILL KIM!"



Inhale...exhale.



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