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THIRD PERSON POV
Uy, gising na," Mikha's voice drifted into clara's ears, pulling her from clara's nap under the big tree at your favorite park. Clara opened her eyes slowly, greeted by her bright smile and the glint of the afternoon sun in her eyes.
"Ano ba, Miks" clara groaned, rubbing her eyes. "Antok pa ako."
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She chuckled 'cute' mikha thought as she offered clara a hand to help her up. "Tara, lakad tayo. Ang ganda ng weather ngayon."
Clara took her hand, feeling the familiar warmth and comfort of her grip. Ever since they were kids, Mikha had always been the energetic one, sometimes hindi, dragging clara on adventures and making clara laugh with her silly antics. Today was no different, except there was a slight nervousness in her eyes that she couldn't quite place.
As Clara walked together, Mikha started talking about her recent volleyball game. "Grabe, ang intense ng laro kahapon. We won by just one point!"
"Wow, congrats! Alam kong kaya mo yun," She replied, genuinely proud of her. Clara knew how hard she worked and how passionate she was about volleyball.
"Thanks," she said, her smile softening. "Pero, alam mo... meron akong gustong sabihin sa'yo."
Clara stopped walking and looked at her curiously. "Ano yun?"
Mikha took a deep breath, looking down at her feet for a moment before meeting clara's gaze. "Matagal ko nang gustong sabihin 'to... Matagal na kitang gusto."
clara blinked, processing her words. "Mikha..."
She stepped closer, her eyes never leaving yours. "Alam kong matagal na tayong magkaibigan, pero hindi ko na kayang itago. Gusto kita. As in, gusto kita more than a friend."
Clara's heart pounded in her chest as she stared at her, trying to find the right words. She'd always felt something special for Mikha, but hearing her say it out loud made it all the more real.
"Mikha, I..."
Before clara could finish her sentence, Mikha gently cupped your face in her hands and leaned in, her lips softly meeting yours. The kiss was sweet and tender, filled with years of unspoken feelings.
When she pulled away, she looked at her with a mix of hope and fear. "I'm sorry if this is too much, pero I just had to let you know."
Clara smiled, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. "Mikha, I like you too. Matagal na rin."
Her face lit up with joy, and she pulled you into a tight hug. "Talaga? Thank you... thank you so much."
As Clara stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, you knew that this was just the beginning of a new chapter in her relationship with Mikha. And she couldn't be happier.
