Chapter ONE

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I met him 2 years ago in a coffee shop. I was alone and I just wanted to chill. Cafe Sylvia's is just perfect. Minimalist ang interiors and the aroma of the fresh coffee beans can be easily smelled as costumers walk towards the entrance.

I immediately went to the counter to give the order.

1 blue berry cheese cake
1 cinammon roll
1 strawberry smoothie with extra cream

Nung magbabayad na ako. I opened my bag to get my wallet, pero hindi ko makita 'yung wallet ko kasi kalat-kalat 'yung mga gamit ko sa loob ng bag.
So, ano pa nga ba? Inilabas ko isa-isa (Yes. As in isa-isa) 'yung mga gamit from the bag. I hurried kasi medyo naiipon na 'yung ibang costumers sa likod ko.
Hassle talaga.
'Yung payong,
'yung powerbank ko,
'yung notebook,
'yung jacket ko at 'yung cellphone ko.
Lahat 'yun. Nilabas ko. At ipinatong ko sa counter.

Thankfully enough mukhang hindi naman na-irita sakin 'yung Cashier.
Pag labas lahat ng laman ng bag, saka ko lang nakita 'yung purse ko.

I immediately handed the payment to the cashier. And binalik ko 'yung mga gamit ko doon sa bag.

May bata na nagtakbuhan sa gilid ko then nadanggil 'yung powerbank ko na naipatong ko sa gilid ng counter. (Yes. 10000mAh pa naman. Malaki laki at mabigat-bigat) There was this guy who is claiming his order beside me. Sa katabing counter ko siya. Nalaglag 'yung powerbank ko dun sa paa niya. He is carrying the tray full of coffee. Realistically speaking, ang concern ko 'yung powerbank ko. Kaka-bili ko lang sakin nun (pinag ipunan ko 'yun) and masisira agad because of those lousy children. Oh. Good fate.

His face shocked a bit. Naka-slippers lang siya 'non. I know enough from his reaction na nasaktan siya.
But, he is gracefully enough na hindi mabitawan yung tray.
He paused. He looked at me. And stared to me.
Syempre.
He never said a word. But, what I definitely saw in his eyes is not the madness to what happened; but the complacency of a lonely man.

Since then, life has never been the same for me.

Bakit?

Paano?

I kept coming back at that Cafe. Twice or thrice a week pag wala akong night class. Dahil ba sa ambiance or sa kape o umaasa akong maabutan ko dun si Hyrum?

Honestly, I want to apologize sa nangyari. Baka namatayan pa siya ng kuko sa paa or nagasgasan 'yung daliri niya. I pity him.

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