𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐌 [Slow Updates]

𝑿𝑰𝑰𝑰. 𝑭𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅

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Chapter 13: Flipped

"P-Professor"

"Bakit ang tagal mo?" she inquired, trudging in inside as her eyes seem questioning my whole existence.

I gulped hard before answering, "I was in the comfort room, miss"

Hindi siya nagsalita na parang pinag-aaralan ang reaksyon ko and as soon as her eyes landed in the bookshelf where I discovered the gun, I feel like I'm falling in a pitch-black hole in so much anxiousness. I swear, my curiosity will be the reason of my death..

"Hindi ba magpepainting pa tayo, ma'am? Tara magstart na tayo" I kept wiping my palm sa pajama na suot ko dahil halos magbaha na ito sa sobrang init ng pakiramdam ko. Why in hell I feel this perturbed when it's normal for Professor Del Valle to own a gun for her security purposes? My mom owns almost all kinds of firearms pero tangina iba yung pakiramdam ko ngayon.

"Follow me" she said after scrutinizing her room na nakapagpatanggal ng kaba ko.

Naglakad siya papunta sa hagdan kaya mabilis akong sumunod sa kanya. She led the way to the third floor. There are two rooms on this floor pero mukhang mas malawak ang space rito kumpara sa ground and second floor.

Professor Zera entered the second room as I trailed behind her habang unti-unting pinapakalma yung puso ko.

Setting my feet inside, my mouth opened agape seeing the studio type room that's full of beautiful paintings.

"Did you make all of these??" I inquired in utter disbelieve, waltzing my way in the first painting.

"What do you think?" tanong nito habang inaayos yung mga kalat sa table.

I gazed at her in amusement at naglakad palapit sa kanya.

"Are you a fine arts graduate?" tanong ko at umupo sa maliit na upuan sa gilid niya.

"I am"

"How's your life in abroad especially you're—"

"Are we having an interview, Ms. Constello?" she crossed her arms above her chest kaya napatikom na ako.

She then handed me an apron which I abruptly accepted.

"You really picked my favorite shirt huh?" sabi nito habang isinusuot yung sarili niyang apron.

I cracked into a smile as I scanned the shirt.

"Really? Then this is mine now"

"No way. That's my favorite shirt and I won't give it to anyone. Ipinahiram ko lang sa'yo 'yan"

I just shrugged my shoulder off pero wala talaga akong balak isauli 'to sa kanya ngayong nalaman kong favorite niya pala 'to.

"The first thing you need to learn about painting is that you need to get it done with a fire" she brought out, preparing the canvas and some acrylic paints na kinuha niya sa isang storage.

Naguguluhan akong tumingin sa kanya.

"Susunugin pala yung canvas, professor?"

Bigla-bigla na lang ako nitong sinamaan ng tingin.

"May sustansya pa ba dyan sa ulo mo? What I mean by that is you need to work with passion" sabi nito kaya tumango-tango ako.

"Second, think of an inspiration to make" she made an abrupt glance over me bago ibinalik ang tingin sa blangkong canvas.