Midst of Euphoria

Chapter 1: White Jacket

I don't understand the idea of dreams. Chasing your dreams and passion just for it to fall as nutrients to aid the society and be discarded after they consume everything from you.

Is it hope? or is it a goal to satisfy your version to feed the people with higher expectations. I was thinking why do we even need to dream in the first place? is it worth it?

My parents used to be someone who dream when i was younger. The foundation of my parents in building this family was incomparable in love and passion. However, they lose track of their own dreams and i find it hard to believe that the parents that i admire back then was now a fruit of sacrifice, just to plaster their names on top of forbes.

Ironic isn't it? Just to have this kind of life, I need to accept the fact that I can't turn back the time where everything is still stable. I can't change anything, because even myself I don't know why did i even live in this life, without knowing my purpose.

"Room A756." I murmured after i saw my room for my first class in Cornelia Campbell.

Guess what? I passed the exam without even reviewing. The exam was not something that i expected. No wonder why that woman in gym-

Speaking of woman, I don't know if she's a weirdo or what? I mean who wouldn't notice her way of searching for her room? She doesn't even know the proper etiquette.

"This is great." I could hear what she said. She's not that far from me.

I immediately avoid my gaze when she turned in my direction. Geez, i hope she wouldn't misunderstood my action. Her behavior is bothering me. I have this feeling that she would trouble everything that surrounds her.

Trouble maker.

"Miss White Jacket!"

It took me three step to stop after i heard her voice shouting. I could feel the gaze of some people here in this entrance hall of Cornelia. God, i don't want attention!

Naramdaman ko ang mga hakbang n'ya palapit sa'kin. I cleared my throat before fixing my composure. I boredly looked at her when she move infront of me.

She kept on smiling and i hate it.

I don't know why but i really don't like her guts, she's such a social butterfly. I want to be kind but I'm annoyed for some reason.

I don't like her energy.

"Are you talking to me?" I raised my eyebrow when she just nodded. Okay? ano ba ang kailangan n'ya?

"Pwede ba magtanong?" I mentally rolled my eyes. Why did i even waste my time here.

"You're already asking." I said that made her chuckled. It's not even funny. What's wrong with her?

"Sungit." She whispered. I'll pretend I didn't heard that.

"Saan mo nabili yang white jacket mo?"

What? Did she just approached me to ask such a dumb question? I looked at myself first when she stared at the jacket that i wear.

"World Olympia."

I'm trying my best to control the tone of my voice because it's really irritating. I really need to grab some green tea in Cafè Magnolia to calm my nerves. I could feel my blood tracking its way to my nerve endings.

"Wala kaya 'yan sa World Olympia. Nanggaling na kasi ako doon nung nakaraan pero wala akong makitang ganyan na design."

I clicked my tongue. "Not my problem anymore."