Code : Synéchise

Safe Place

Today's very tiring not gonna lie, even tho ininterview lang ako about stuffs after 'kong ihatid yung journalist umuwi rin ako agad.

As I was casually sitting at my sofa, drinking cola. My cellphone suddenly vibrates.

doktora.
Yukio, can we talk?
I heard your grades are failing.
I told you to stop playing that shitty basketball and focus on your fucking med school.
I'll give you one week to quit on that fucking team, or else I'll tell your dad about your grades.

l rolled my eyes after reading doctora's messages

then tell him.
as if I care.
I just sighed, I wonder if my friends are free, right now.
I want to drink, a lot.
this day is boring as fuck, and also tiring.
never mind, I found something.
Damn, Am I really gonna do this? shit.

I was reviewing the notes and the voice record until my phone got a notification.

Drunk Caller.
hey

huh? wtf naka phone book pala sa'kin 'to, hmmm drunk caller huh?

Drunk caller.
hey

you still have my number?

and you still have mine, too?

uh, yeah HAHAHA

so
I messaged
obviously

is there something you want to say?

a lot.
but I'm not sure why you're the first one that comes to my mind.

go on.
I'll listen
no matter what it is.

can I call?

you can.

after I send those words he immediately call, of course I answered.

"hey, uhm if someone is telling you to stop doing what you love, what would you do?" paunang sabi nya.

napa isip naman ako. "It depends" sabi ko "kung may tinatapakan akong tao sa ginagawa ko, then I'll stop.....but if wala naman, what was the reason to stop? right?" muli kong sabi

"right."

"may natatapakan ka bang tao sa ginagawa mo?" "nasasaktan na tao?" "naaagrabyado?"
sunod sunod na tanong ko.

"no one, there's no one" maikling sambit nya, shet ang pogi ng boses. ay pota joke lang.

"then why are they telling you to stop?" I curiously asked "do you mind telling me?" I added

"do you mind telling me?"  he asked. "I don't mind" I bid, I don't know why, but I'm really comfortable to open up to him, I can't do this to my friends, nor my siblings.

But why do I can, when it comes to him?

I feel so comfortable.

"I'm failing my grades.....I'm focusing on being a varsity these past few days." I opened.

"oh....do you think it's still healthy for you?" he asked "playing?" I just sighed, after a few seconds I talked again "yes."

"I don't think so" that's what he said.

"what?" I asked in confusion

 

I closed my eyes so hard. "I don't think it's healthy for you, kase may napapabayaan ka. Your acads is wayyyy more important." mahaba kong banggit.