Randomantic (Opposites Attract Hambebe Spin-Off)

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It was a bright Saturday afternoon, and Sheena stood outside St. Luke's Medical Center, the bustling noise of the city buzzing around her. She was dressed in her crisp white coat, the very symbol of the profession she had spent countless sleepless nights working toward. After years of exams, rounds, and late-night duty calls, Sheena had finally completed her residency. There was no more hospital life consuming her every waking hour. This day was the beginning of a new chapter—one she had waited so long for, and yet it wasn't just her journey that had reached its climax.

As she waited outside the hospital, her heart pounded, not because of exhaustion or anxiety this time, but because she knew who was coming to pick her up. Guill, the boy she had met back in high school, who had turned into the man who patiently waited for her through the years.

Sheena glanced at her watch, unable to stop the smile forming on her lips. *Any minute now...*

And, right on cue, she spotted Guill walking toward her from the parking lot, his tall frame unmistakable even from a distance. He was wearing a simple navy blue polo shirt and jeans, his hair a bit tousled as if he had run his fingers through it just before getting out of the car. But what stood out the most was the large bouquet of lavender he was holding in his hands, the soft purple blooms cascading from the bundle in perfect harmony.

Sheena's heart skipped a beat at the sight of it. Lavender—her favorite flower, her favorite color. And of course, Guill remembered.

As soon as Guill reached her, he grinned, that playful smile that made her feel like they were still in high school. "Hey, Doc," he said, holding out the bouquet toward her. "Natapos din! Sa wakas!" His eyes sparkled with something more than just happiness—it was as if all the waiting, all the moments they couldn't be together, had led up to this very second.

Sheena beamed, her face lighting up with the two deep dimples on her cheeks that Guill had always loved. Her fingers brushed against his as she took the bouquet, the scent of lavender instantly calming her racing heart. "Guill, these are perfect," she said softly, burying her nose in the flowers for a moment before looking up at him again. "Pwedeng pwede na."

Guill's face broke into an even wider grin. "Sa wakas!" He threw his arms up in mock celebration, drawing a laugh from Sheena. "So, pwedeng pwede na ba talaga? Pwede na ba ako?"

Sheena laughed again, rolling her eyes playfully. "Ang kulit mo, Guill," she said, shaking her head. "Oo na. Pwedeng pwede ka na!"

At those words, something shifted between them, a sense of joy, relief, and accomplishment blending all at once. But more than that, a promise had been fulfilled. Guill had kept his word, even after all these years. As Sheena gazed at him, she couldn't help but think back to where it had all started—back to their final year of high school, sitting in that quiet garden at the edge of campus.

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**Flashback: Fourth Year High School**

It was a breezy afternoon, and the school's garden area was unusually quiet. Most students were inside the library or the classrooms, preparing for the upcoming exams. But Sheena and Guill had decided to sneak away for a few moments of peace. The bench they sat on had become their usual spot, tucked away under the shade of a large mango tree, where the only sounds were the rustling leaves and the faint hum of the busy world beyond the gates.

Sheena sat with her legs crossed, her back resting against the bench, a relaxed smile on her face as she stared out at the small fountain in front of them. Guill sat beside her, fidgeting slightly, his fingers tapping nervously on his knee. He had been unusually quiet that day, and Sheena had noticed it, but she hadn't pushed him to talk. She knew Guill would say something when he was ready.

Finally, after a long moment, Guill took a deep breath, his voice soft but steady. "Sheena..."

"Hm?" Sheena turned to look at him, her eyes curious but warm, waiting for him to continue.

Guill hesitated for a second, but then his lips curved into a small smile, and he finally said the words he had been holding back. "Sheena, gusto kita."

Sheena blinked, her heart skipping a beat. She had known, of course. How could she not? The way Guill would always find her in the crowd, the way he stayed by her side through every school project, and the way he'd always made her laugh, even on the most stressful days. But hearing him say it out loud—it made everything real.

With a shy smile, she answered softly, "Gusto din kita, Guill."

For a second, a spark of hope lit up Guill's eyes. His nervous tapping stopped, and he leaned a little closer, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Pwede ba kitang ligawan?" he asked, his voice full of excitement.

Sheena's smile faltered. Her heart ached at the question, not because she didn't want to say yes, but because she knew she couldn't. She had made a promise to herself long before this moment, a promise that had been driving her for years. She looked away for a moment, trying to gather her thoughts, before turning back to him, her expression now serious, a tinge of sadness in her eyes.

"Guill," she began, her voice almost a whisper. "Magdodoctor ako."

Guill frowned slightly, confused by her response. "I know," he said, tilting his head. "Ano naman?"

Sheena took a deep breath, her hands clasped together in her lap. "Matagal ko nang pinangarap 'to," she explained, her voice growing steadier as she spoke. "Simula nung mawala ang mama ko... Pinangako ko sa sarili ko na magdodoctor ako para iligtas ang lahat ng buhay na pwede kong mailigtas. Ayaw kong may mga batang matutulad sa akin na maagang nawalan ng mama."

Sheena paused, her voice cracking slightly at the memory of her mother's death. Guill's expression softened as he watched her, realizing how much this meant to her.

"Kaya, Guill," Sheena continued, her eyes now glistening with unshed tears. "I'm sorry, pero hindi pa sa ngayon. I have to focus on this. Hindi ko kayang pagsabayin ang pagmamahal ko sayo at ang pangarap ko."

Guill was silent for a moment, letting her words sink in. Then, instead of looking disappointed, he smiled—softly, genuinely. "Naiintindihan ko," he said, his voice gentle. "But I'll wait, Sheena. I'll wait until the day na matapos mo ang residency mo."

Sheena looked at him, surprised. "Guill, hindi mo naman kailangan—"

He cut her off with a shake of his head. "Hindi kita minamadali, Sheena," he said firmly. "Alam kong importanteng bagay 'to para sayo. But I want you to know... I'll be here. Kahit gaano pa katagal. I'll wait for you."

Sheena's heart swelled at his words, her sadness melting away as she smiled at him through her tears. "Sana nga, Guill," she whispered. "Sana mahintay mo ako."

Guill grinned, reaching out to gently brush a tear from her cheek. "Promise," he said, his tone playful now. "Basta ikaw, mahihintay ko."

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**Present Day**

The memory faded, and Sheena blinked, her eyes focusing back on Guill who stood in front of her, the lavender bouquet still in her hands. She felt a warmth in her chest, remembering that day in the garden, the promise they had made to each other.

"Nahintay mo ako, Guill," Sheena said softly, her voice full of emotion. Her eyes met his, and she smiled, the weight of everything they had been through settling in her heart.

Guill reached out, his hand gently squeezing hers. "Oo naman," he said, his voice equally soft but full of the same playful warmth. "Hinintay kita, Sheena. Kasi worth it ka."

Sheena laughed softly, blinking away the tears that threatened to spill. "Ikaw talaga, Guill. Ang cheesy mo pa rin."

"Para sayo lang," Guill teased, pulling her in for a hug. As he held her close, the two of them standing there outside the hospital, it felt like everything had come full circle. Years of waiting, hoping, and dreaming, and now—finally—they were here.

No more waiting. Just the two of them, ready to start the next chapter of their lives together.

And as Sheena buried her face in the lavender bouquet, she couldn't help but think how everything—every single thing—was exactly how it was meant to be.