Mr. Nice Guy's Obsession

MNGO-10.2

MNGO-10.2

"Ms. Aviles!", napahinto ako sa aking paglalakad ng marinig ko ang boses ni Mr. Martinez sa aking likuran. Nilingon ko siya sabay ayos ng aking salamin sa mata na bahagyang bumaba sa tulay ng aking ilong.

"Sir?", sabi ko at naglakad palapit sa kanya.

"Nag-usap nab a kayo ni Fuentes tungkol sa pinapagawa kong project sa inyo?", tanong niya. I bit my lower lip then I slightly shook my head. He sighed. "Talk to him, Ms. Aviles. You're exempted, yes, but it doesn't mean na hindi na kayo magpa-participate. Your classmates need you, the both of you."

Wala akong nagawa kundi ang tumango. Yeah right! Those stupid classmates of mine needs me. Yeah right! And I have to talk to that bastard. Yeah right!

After naming mag-usap ni Mr. Martinez ay agad akong dumaretso sa library. Ewan ko pero naging pangalawang tahanan ko na yata ang library. Well, library is my safe haven. Surrounded by books—that's the most wonderful feeling in the world. I'm surrounded by knowledgeable pages of paper. By just turning every pages of it busog na busog na ako sa kaalaman. That's why I rather choose books than human beings. Books won't hurt you while human can crush you.

I immediately went to the Non-Fiction Section. There, I found an interesting book. Some Boys. The summary piqued my attention. It was all about a girl who got raped by a famous boy in their school. But sadly, no one believed her. Instead, naging marumi pa tingin ng mga tao sa kanya. It was one versus one hundred, or more. Nasa kalahati na ako ng libro when the warning bell rang. It's time for my next subject. Hindi na ako naga-aksaya pa ng oras at agad lumabas ng library—bitbit ang librong hiniram ko.

Umupo ako sa usual seat ko. Konti pa lang ang mga tao na nasa loob. I've decided to read the book to kill time whie waiting for our next instructor. I was engrossed with my reading when I felt someone's presence beside me. Walang gana kong nilingon ang taong iyon. Ganon na lang ang kabog ng dibdib ko ng makita ko si Trivy na nakalumbabang nakatitig sa akin. Oo, nakatitig siya. Nakatuon sa akin ng mariin ang kanyang mapupungay na mga mata.

Wala sa sariling napalunok ako."A-Anong ginagawa mo rito?!", utal kong tanong sa kanya. Shit. I know I have these theories but I can't still help but to feel tense when he's around. Para siyang nagbubuga ng kakaibang aura na nagbibigay kaba at takot sa akin. Maybe because of what he did to me or...

"Sitting.", tipid nyang sagot.

I frowned. "I know you are sitting! Ang tanong ko—anong ginagawa mo rito? Ba't dito ka nakaupo? You're supposed to sit at the back. Not here!", I said, gritting my teeth. He doesn't belong here. He belongs to his usual peer—a bunch of stupid people kung saan siya pu-puedeng maghai-harian dahil sa katalinuhan niya.

He didn't say anything and just sighed. Tumingin siya sa harap then he spoke. "If I want to sit here, I will sit here. No once can't stop me. You can't stop me...", he paused then he faced me "...you can't stop me, Andrea. Hindi mo ko mapipigilang manatili sa tabi mo.", mariin niyang sabi.

Marahas akong napalunok sa mga salita niya. Ramdam ko ang pagtayo ng mga balahibo ko sa batok dahil sa lamig at mabibigat niyang mga salita. Bawat bitaw niya ng letra ay may kaabikat na kaba na pumapaloob sa akin. Nag-isang linya ang labi ko. No wonder, girls are swooning over him. Hindi lang siya matalino at gwapo, magaling pa siyang magpaikot gamit ang mabulaklak at matatamis niyang salita. But I feel sorry for him. Because I don't have any plans to be one of those foolish girls who will fall for his shallow trap. I'm wise enough not to fall for him. And I'm smart enough to make him fall for me.

I smiled at the back of my mind. If he's playing ...then I'll make him my toy. He's using his sugar-coated words to bring me down but I will not let him. I gasped. I tried resisting him and avoiding him. I'm tired. So I've decided to stop and join.

If I can't beat him...I will join him.

I bit my lower lip and squeezed my eyes shut. I need to brace myself for the upcoming game.

A game of pretending. Pretending that I like Trivy Fuentes—my sworn enemy.

I opened my eyes again. Agad nagtama ang aming mga mata. I smiled at him—for the second time. And again, his eyes widened and his ears reddened. He's really blushing in front of me. Nag-iwas siya ng tingin. I chuckled.

"You want to sit beside me, right? Then sit. I will no longer stop you. I can't stop you. So...sit, Trivy, sit. Stay beside me. As you want."

And I nearly laughed when I heard him gasped.

I have these theories...and soon it will be proven.

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Sorry for the late update. Life happened. Fiesta happened. Midterm happened. My birthday happened. Yaaay! I'm so twenty na. Teen no more! Ang oldie ko na pero zero parin ako sa lablyp. Hahaha! Aray lungs! <///3

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