Third Person's
"CHIONE!" Sigaw ni Laura at walang modong binuksan ang pintuan ng kwarto na hindi naman naka-lock kaya naman medyo nadala pa sya ng pagbukas nya.
"Ay syet!" Agad namang sigaw ni Chione na syang naalimpungatan sa lakas ng boses ng matalik nitong kaibigan ng bigla sya nitong hilain sa paa. "Oh. I'm late." She said as a matter of fact.
"Oo! At hindi lang ikaw! Dalian mo utang na loob iiwan na kita!" Sigaw ulit ni Laura ng mapansing hindi pa din sya kumikilos at nakatitig lang sa alarm clock nito.
Anak ka ng nanay at tatay mo bakit hindi ka tumunog ha? Pagalit na sabi ni Chione sa isip.
"Ano ba Laura? Keep it down." Sita nya sa kaibigan saka umirap at pumasok na din agad ng CR para makakilos.
"Keep the fvcking down—LIKE WHO CARES IF I SCREAM 'TIL I DIE HERE? Bilisan mo ha!?" Sigaw pa nito sa mas malakas na tono.
Sa totoo lang, wala naman talagang pakialam si Chione kung ma-late man sya. Ang sa kanya naman kasi, kahit na ma-late sya basta may maabutan pa sya sa klase ay meron pa din syang matututunan. At isa pa, pwedeng malakad ang Greenfield University, kung tutuusin ay parang kapit-bahay nga lang nila ang paaralan kung saan sila nag-aaral. Kaya naman hindi nya din maintindihan ang isang iyon bakit palagi na lamang nagbubunganga sa bawat umagang ginawa ng Diyos.
Chione started unbuttoning her pajamas while reminiscing how exactly she met Laura.
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Chione Blanc's
I clicked on something from my random playlist and pressed play. Music is my escape from the world. If I couldn't stand something, I put on my earphones and listen to music most especially when times are tough. After realizing what time is it, I took one bite of my sandwich and then sipped my Strawberry Milk. Isang ham and cheese burger at strawberry milk lamang ang binili ko dahil hindi ko kayang magwaldas ng kalahating libong piso para lamang sa isang plato.
I'm eating alone in the cafeteria and obviously, I don't have any friends—nobody wants to talk to me. Well, maybe because of how the way I look at them? I can't blame them tho. I know for a fact that I do not have a friendly face. Or could've been the way I talk? I don't care.
I do not want to harm anyone nor do I want anyone to harm me. I am aware that I'm such a complicated person. I want someone who could understand me. I even tried pushing everybody who couldn't. I don't need them.
And then, for a while—reality hits me. Nobody can understand me. I smiled bitterly but not until I saw this girl—the girl who suddenly caught my attention. She has a very pretty face and in a nice shape.
So she's studying here as well? I talked to myself,
Stupid. Can't you see? She's wearing uniform exactly as yours.
Okay. So what is her name again?
"Ang ganda nya talaga, pre." Rinig kong sabi ng lalake na nasa likuran kong lamesa. I turned down the volume of the music I'm listening, "Oh! Chill, man! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Tawa pa nya.
"Campus sweetheart, huh?" I whispered only to myself.
She's just sitting there all alone thinking and not minding people who walks admiring how pretty she is. Habang pinag-aaralan ko sya, nakita ko kung paano sya pagkaguluhan ng mga estudyante noong lapitan sya ng kung sino man. Agad kong tinanggal ang earphone na suot ko saka seryosong nakinig,
BINABASA MO ANG
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