JESH
"***, what does it mean when you say, 'Mahal kita'?" I asked out of the blue.
"Ah, that means 'I love you' in English." He replied.
"Mahal kita, ***!"
I saw his face turn red in an instant.
"Just kidding!"
"That's not funny!"
"Why are you blushing though?"
"I-it's hot."
I smiled. He's such a cute liar.
"I'm going back to the US tomorrow. Thank you for accompanying me here." I said.
"Are you coming back here?"
"Why wouldn't I? I love being here. I love being with you."
I saw him smile at me.
"I promise that I will try to learn as many Filipino words as possible so that you won't have a hard time speaking English when talking to me." I said, and then we both laughed.
"I'm gonna miss you, Jesh."
"Me too, ***."
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I opened my eyes, and the first thing I saw was the white ceiling of my apartment.
I got up from lying down, but I immediately felt the pain in my head.
"F*ck!"
What happened?
"I'm gonna miss you, Jesh."
"I'm gonna miss you, Jesh."
"I'm gonna miss you, Jesh."
That voice...
...it sounds familiar.
"Argh!!!!"
I held my head because of the pain.
Who was I talking to in my dream?
Was that his voice?
Dizzy, I stood up from the bed. I almost fell to the floor, but thankfully, I was able to grab onto my bedside table.
I walked towards the bathroom and washed my face. I looked at myself in the mirror, and then I suddenly saw my 7-year-old self smiling at me.
"My mom once told me never to look back at the past if it only haunts me in the middle of the night. You're the one who haunts me the most. To this day, I still blame you for everything."
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"Next week na 'yung Recreational Activity. Any plans?"
"Maliligo ako bes!"
"Hoy same! Bumili nga ako ng mga bathing suits kahapon eh. I am so excited!"
I walk inside the room and I can already hear the nonstop chitchats. It's never ending. Ganito naman kasi palagi before the first period starts. That's why I only come here when the class is about to start.
I'm still far from my seat, but I can already see the paper bag resting on the armchair of my chair. Every day, 7 days a week, without fail. Even at work, I receive something like this.
I'm starting to think that maybe meron talagang nakakilala sa akin dito sa school noon pa man nung nasa Amerika pa ako and only wanted to hand me foods because I don't know, maybe he/she admires me?
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Captivated by Your Introverted Personality
RomanceYeshua "Jesh" de Mevius, a very intelligent and a well known son of the richest and most influential family in Los Angeles, California, failed his major subjects twice. Devastated by the news, his father, who is a well-known businessman, was forced...
