From : Me, To : You [WenJin FanFiction]

Letter B • More about the academy

I apologize for typos, grammatical error and such...

Krishna's POV

We walked through the corridor like a fashion queen. Joke. Pero parang ganun na nga.

It seems like there's a light coming fron behind us and rose petals keeps on falling down as if those were for us. Everyone is making a way para makadaan kami.

Haysst. Minsan nga nahihiya ako sa mga ganito eh. What if behind those admirers, may haters pala kami. Ay. About haters, meron kami. Marami.

I mean, why would we have haters. We're just here to study and that's all. Sometimes, they say that it's because of insecurity.

Argh. Never don't mind about a thing. Nakaka-stress lang siya sa bangs. Ay wait ㅡ may bangs pala ako. Akala ko wala.

'Blonde ang concept ng Toxic Velvet noh?'

'Oo nga.'

'Pero ang ganda pa rin nila.'

'Agree!'

'Bagay na bagay sa kanila ang blonde.'

'Nag sembreak lang, mas gumanda pa sila.'

'Pa-blonde na rin kaya tayo gurl?'

'Baka gumanda rin tayo.'

'Gaga. Hindi noh. Sila lang ang maganda.'

Maganda. Pretty. Gorgeous. Fabulous. Argh! Enough with those words. Compliments nanaman palagi? Sometimes I want to hear complains too ㅡ pero wag lang pa-sobraan.

And oh ㅡ na mention ko ba na di pala kami mabait dito? They call us spoil brats and all but we don't care. In a snap, we cant expell them.

Yes, you read it right. We can expell them. Why? Because my mother owns this school. And I'm currently the one who's running it since my mom flew to New York then Japan for some business matters.

And of course, Athena, Zoe, Erin and Sythe's parents were investors. Each of them has the 10% of the investments here in Pauberge School.

Why is it named as Pauberge? I don't even know at all. This school was doscovered 93 years ago, under my great great grandfather's name ㅡ in my mom's side.

All of my sibling wished that my mom and dad could've just made a son instead of a daughter and I really can sense that they don't like me. Why? Because are they worried that I might can't handle the business properly? Oh god. They're wrong about it.

I headed to my locker to get something.

And as expected...

It was full of disgusting love letters. Colored construction papers with ribbons in its' corner. They even put glitter on it ㅡ and I bet they used colored pencils.

Most of them are from 8th graders, 7th graders, 6th graders and 5th graders. Like for pete's sake, I'm an 8th grader.

And yes, you've read it right. Even elementary students send me love letters. Like our buildings were seperated. How energetic are they to go back and forth their bulding just to give me love letters?

"Calling all the high school students. Please proceed to your auditorium." One of the school's staff said. May ia-announce nanaman?

Agad kaming pumuntang audi. Well, I think everyone's here already.

"Mic test. 1, 2, 3." Is the principal dumb or what? She could just have tapped the mic to check it. Her voice is irritating tho, I promise.

"Everyone, today's schedule would be..." Tngn bhe. Pabitin-bitin pa.

"Schedule C. That's all and you may go."

Ah. Schedule C? Which means walang pasok sa umaga? But what's the use of it? We can't even go out and I don't know why.

"Guys. Tara. Canteen muna tayo." Pagsa-suggest ni Athena.

"As expected from the shikshin." Sabi ko.

"Wag na nga lang! Stroll muna tayo." Pagbabago ng plano ni Athena.

"I guess you guys should go." Sabi ko.

"Hala. Bakit?" Tanong ni Sythe.

"May hahanapin lang ako sa library." Pagpapaalam ko tsaka kumaripas ng takbo.

And to tell you, our library is like the NBS. Wether you believe it or not. Too boring kasi pag katulad ng ibang library diyan.

I looked for an empty seat in a corner where no one could barely notice.

Ah-hah! This is the right spot. Time check, 8:32. Guess I need to sleep for an hour or two or three?