THE ON1Y ONE (某某) [ TAG/ ENG ] FANFICTION

ACS 10

A CERTAIN SOMEONE FANFIC ''THE ON1Y ONE ''

JAMESVINCE

Chapter 10: Facebook

Sheng Wang, who had been quietly waiting, sighed heavily and crouched down with a groan. His fair skin made his blush stand out, and Boss Rya, observing from behind the counter, couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of his red neck and ears.

"nakalimutan ko naman talaga eh.," Sheng Wang grumbled.

Boss ryan, kicking off his shoes, announced, " wallet pa talaga ang kinalimutan mo iho. The person who's paying is here."

Sheng Wang straightened up to see Jiang Tian walking into the store. The glass door dinged open, and Sheng Wang tried to look dignified, though his embarrassment was still visible.

Jiang Tian gave him a knowing look and said, "You're really something."

Sheng Wang chuckled awkwardly. "I rushed out and left my phone& wallet and my brain in the classroom."

Despite Sheng Wang's quick admissions usually working wonders, Jiang Tian wasn't buying it this time. "I didn't expect I'd be responsible for picking up and dropping off other people's meals," Jiang Tian said, with a hint of frustration.

Sheng Wang opened his mouth to retort but was interrupted as Jiang Tian paid for their order, scanning the QR code at the cashier. The difference in height between them became even more noticeable as they stood close together.

Boss ryan asked Jiang Tian, "Do you want anything else?"

Jiang Tian glanced at Sheng Wang, who looked puzzled. "What?" Sheng Wang asked.

Jiang Tian, with a hint of irritation, repeated, " may bibilhin ka pa ba? Isama mo na."

Sheng Wang quickly grabbed two bottles of water from the freezer and one probiotic drink and placed them on the counter. "Thanks."

The two walked together to Mingdao Building, a ten-minute trek that gave them a chance to chat.

'' thank you nga pala kanina.. ''

'' that's not free.. ''

'' I know. Babayaran naman kita. ''

'' always bring your wallet and your phone. You're old enough para makalimutan. '' jiang tian added while sheng wang is on his back while walking.

'' oo na tay.. '' bulong nito pero narinig ni jiang tian.

'' ano yon? ''

''wala, sabi ko bilisan na natin ang lakad. '' tumakbo na ako at naiwan si jiang tian. Back in the classroom, they were met with Mr martin stern gaze. Known for his strictness, Mr. Martin eyed Sheng Wang with a mix of suspicion and amusement.

"There are 15 minutes left. Saan kayo galing??" Mr. martin asked.

Caught off guard, Sheng Wang stammered, "I—forgot."

Mr. Martin slow, accented speech drew laughs from the class. Sheng Wang covered his face with one hand and returned to his seat, while Jiang Tian calmly followed him.

"You did that on purpose?" Sheng Wang asked, turning to Jiang Tian.

Jiang Tian simply pointed at the wall clock, which showed 13 minutes remaining. Sheng Wang's face fell as he realized he had little time left to finish his math problems.

When the bell rang, signaling the end of the class, Mr. martin clapped his hands and told the students to submit their papers. Jiang Tian stood in front of Sheng Wang, waiting for him to finish.

Sheng Wang hurriedly scribbled the last number, but Jiang Tian, with a smirk, grabbed the paper before he could finish.

"Wait!" Sheng Wang protested.

Jiang Tian paused, looking intrigued. Sheng Wang, in a rare moment of vulnerability, grumbled, "You're really cruel. You're making me struggle just to show off how fast you are."

Jiang Tian, holding ben's paper, seemed amused but said nothing. Sheng Wang noticed a scar on the back of Jiang Tian's neck—an old, round mark that looked like it had been burned. The sight made him pause, but he quickly looked away.

Later that night, as Sheng Wang lay in bed trying to play a game on his phone, he received a notification. It was past two in the morning, and he was surprised to see that someone had accepted his friend request. The screen displayed, "You and Jiang Tian have become friends. You can start chatting."

Sheng Wang stared at the message, his thoughts drifting back to the scar on Jiang Tian's neck. As he turned off the lights and settled into bed, the image of the scar lingered in his mind, and he wondered about the story behind it.