Mr. Wrong (Mr. Series #1)

Chapter 10

I couldn't focus. The fact that Jhon Rey is already here. Just thinking of his existence makes me shiver. Hindi ko maiwasang magsisi. If I just held back and waited for a little while, I wouldn't find myself agreeing to give my ex-boyfriend another chance. I guess I put myself in trouble again.

Professor Magalona has arrived. Our class immediately became defeated because of the silence. Madalas kasi ay napaka-chaotic ng classroom namin dahil may kani-kaniyang mundo. But now, since Jhon Rey came again, no one dared to break the silence. And knowing that Professor Magalona is also here, this silence will last forever.

"We will discuss your last project in this sociology class," Professor Magalona stated.

Napabuntong-hininga ako nang muli kong maalala ang isang project namin na hindi ko pa rin nagagawa—the letter that I need to write for someone who has hurt me the most. I sat down properly before focusing on what the professor was about to explain.

"What I want you to do is do some experiments with a certain someone in which you will get to know him, how he speaks, acts, sees things, and perceives things..."

Both of my classmates were whispering their conclusions as to what Professor Magalona would ask us to do.

"And you'll do this with your seatmate..."

I saw how Jhunel looked at me while wearing that smile. Pakiramdam ko umaayon sa kaniya ang pagkakataon. I can't help but feel heavy. I don't understand why my classmates are so excited about this project.

"You'll spend a week getting to know each other better and deeper. And when I say getting to know each other better and deeper, what I mean is that you'll live with them for a week. People say you'll get to know someone better when you're with him or her in the same house," Professor added, which made me hate him. Of all the projects he has to make us do, why would he come up with this one? I thought writing a letter to someone who hurt me the most was a bad idea, but this one is the worst.

He further explained thoroughly about that project. And I can't seem to worry, especially with the idea that I will be with Jhunel for two weeks. One week living in his house, one week living in my house. Just thinking of it makes me feel exhausted.

The smile on Jhunel's face can't be erased. Bakas sa mukha niyang nagugustuhan niya ang project na ito, and I was annoyed by that thought.

"I guess it must be fate. Destiny is letting me gain your trust again by giving me this chance," Jhunel whispered as if he already knew what would be the ending of this.

"Don't expect too much," I hissed.

"Shush. Maybe this is also a way for us to get along again, for us to reconcile," he added.

I looked at him and rolled my eyes. "Too early to conclude."

"Tsk. I can make you fall for me again, Sheen, just like I did before," he commented overly confidently. I sarcastically laughed.

"We'll see if it works."

"We'll see, babe." He smirked, sabay kuwit sa baba ko. Kung ang project lang namin ay magsulat sa pinakakinamumuhian, clearly, I would write it to him.

I was surprised when suddenly Jhon Rey sneezed at Jhunel. "Sorry, allergic rhinitis." Jhunel was annoyed about what he did and was about to throw a fist, pero mukhang pinigilan niya ang kaniyang sarili.

Napatingin ako sa likod ko, and I never expected that Jhon Rey was also looking at me. Our eyes met.

It was as if my world had stopped, even my breathing. I don't know what's going on. I don't want to let go of those needy eyes. There seems to be something he wants me to know, but I can't read it.