Fragments of Serenade (Medical Course Series #1)

Pang huling Wakas

Pang huling Wakas

The first time I met her, she immediately caught my attention amidst the bustling crowd. As she entered the room, she carried an air of intimidation that was impossible to ignore. Her presence was magnetic, radiating a powerful blend of confidence and self-assurance.

With each step she took toward the registrar's desk for enrollment, it was as if the entire room seemed to pause and take notice. Her aura commanded respect and admiration, leaving a lasting impression on everyone who saw her. Including me.

I was standing next to the window of the registrar's office, watching her intently. Then, I saw her smile, and in that moment, her aura transformed. It softened, becoming warm and inviting as she hurried over to her friend.

The contrast between her initial intimidating presence and her gentle, radiant smile left me captivated. It was as if she had a way of shifting effortlessly between commanding and comforting.

Napatulala ako sa angking ganda niya lalo na't ngumingiti.

I remained standing in my spot until it was her turn to approach the registrar and hand over her papers. As she did, she glanced quickly in my direction. Her brows a bit furrowed but it immediately faded. Instead she geve me the look... cold and indifferent, yet undeniably beautiful. Despite its chill, there was something captivating about the way her eyes met mine, leaving a lingering impression that stirred something deep within me.

"I heard there's a famous band here in EU." I heard her friend said.

I shifted on my position. Feeling proud that I am one of the members of that band.

"May ganon?"

Suminghap ako.

"Oo, I heard they're all gwapo."

I couldn't help but smirk at the thought. Well...

When I noticed her glancing at me with a puzzled expression, I quickly stopped smiling, suddenly self-conscious.

"Oh, I bet they're just ordinary-looking guys," she said with a hint of dismissiveness.

My confidence, which had been soaring, came crashing down at her words. I adjusted my glasses, feeling a twinge of insecurity, and followed them as they exited the room, eager to catch more of their conversation.

It hurt my ego and pride.

One afternoon the school coordinator approved our performance this afternoon. Kaya ito kami tumotugtog sa itaas ng entablado sa gitna ng field.

The moment I saw her walking on the pathway mas inigihan ko ang pag strum ng aking guitar at ang pagkanta.

Come on! Turn this way! Tell me if I'm still ordinary looking guy. Come on now!

Napangisi ako at napailing nalamang nang tuluyan na siyang nakalabas ng gate. I had to stop at the middle of singing. Pinag taka ito ng mga studyante ngunit dinaan ko lamang sila sa mga ngiti.

I see her everywhere. Kahit hindi ko hilingin kusa ko siyang nakikita, kasama ang kanyang kaibigan. Ngumuso ako ng hindi niya ulit ako tinaponan ng tingin.