CHAPTER 1

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Dae's POV

What's this? I feel like home. I am contented, contented with the man with a blurry face. Familiar, yet so foreign. It felt like years; I know him, at least my heart knows, but my mind always betrays. Sometimes I feel that the heart and mind are not one, but rather two separate beings that have their consciousness.

I felt my surroundings shift and emanate the familiar feeling of being content. At last, I saw again the man with the blurry face; my heart began to leap with joy. I witnessed how human that man moves; it feels like this is not a dream but rather a fragment of once memory that I possessed. I began to feel my hands touch his face to feel and try to regain my control, but as soon as I touched the bare blurry skin of the man... "RIIIIING".

I was awoken with the blasting of my alarm near my ear. I stretched my arms and tried to wake myself and force it to be ready for school when I noticed that my pillowcase is stained with water. I touched my cheeks; they were tears. Was I crying when I was sleeping? It's been a month since I had those reoccurring dreams involving that man with the blurry face; this is the first time I cried. I also feel tired; it feels like I ran a mile chasing something or someone. I was engulfed with questions, and when my Mama broke my trance.

"GIM DAE JUNG! Come down now this instant; you're already late!" My Mamang shouted from downstairs.

"Yes, Mang! I am just fixing my bed!" I wiped my tears and headed to my bathroom to wash my face to erase any trace of those tears. When I was finished, I rushed downstairs just like a hare, fearing the wrath of my Pinoy mama.

"Buti nakagising ka!" My mamang shouted, I know she is mad now, she only speaks Tagalog, when she is mad.

"Alam ko Ma, Sorry na, nag review kasi ako kagabi" Responding to her with my broken Tagalog accent.

"Ala, never mind, here's your baon and don't expect me to be home early, I will be late tonight, so just order anything you'd like" Mamang said to me as she rushed to her car driving off to work leaving me eating my breakfast.

The thought of the blurry man suddenly appeared again on my mind but I brushed it off, because I was already late. I finished my breakfast in a snap and did my before school routine. I prepared my bag and ran to my car to drive off to school. I always prefer driving to school on my own when I am late, but sometimes I commute If I am not.

As I drive into the bustling streets of the city, ever moving and restless streets filled with people minding their business and vendors selling random stuffs from street foods to clothes, you name it. I always admired people who hustle just to get by with their lives. Sometimes, I wonder when can I feel truly living. I am not what you call a person with exhilarating experiences in life. I always go home early; I keep myself busy with extracurricular just to distract my restless heart. I don't have the slightest idea what my hearts yearns to find.

I broke off my trance once again, as I enter the school premises, greeting Manong Guard, as I enter the main gate. "Late ka na naman Iho" manong Guard jokingly said.

"Oo ng po eh" I smiled back at him.

I drove off to the parking of my department's parking lot. I took Music as my major, I am an Irregular student. After I have recovered from that accident which almost cost my life. But of course, they said people can lost many things when met with an accident. I happen to lost some of my memories. But I won't cry over spilled milk. It's all in the past, I just hope my past won't come haunt me.

I gathered my things and check my first period for today, as soon I saw my first period starts in 2 minutes. I did not hesitate to sprint and run like deer being hunted. I entered the department like a madman bumping into unsuspecting students, saying my apologies as I zoom in between them.

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