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Contrast with his screaming red hair, Jeru have always been a quiet guy. He was a type of person who sits at the darkest corner of a room, away from the crowd and intimate with his music. He'd live with his headphone, his dyed red hair which draw so much attention yet he have all the power to neglect it, to neglect people.
That's just Jeru.
However, the enthusiastic Jung believed otherwise. In his first years in high school, he was determined to befriend the coolest boy in the campus; it was the self-proclaimed loner, Jeremiah De Ocampo.
Jeru was the coolest person because of the following: First, he's the only student in school who got the balls to dye his hair red without getting kicked out. No one could expel a mother fucking genuis. Next, he doesn't need company, he doesn't need anyone. All he needs was his music, himself and himself. So narcissistic but girls squirmed over him. Jung doesn't get girls weird taste of men yet he wants the attention too. He wants females to worship him like a god.
Jeru's always alone yet he never once looked lonely.
Was he?
Or he's just good at acting numb?
Maybe not, 'cause he wasn't pretending anymore and he grew numb completely. Perhaps, it wasn't solitude that they see him because right from the start it was already loneliness. They weren't just brave enough to seek the truth.
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Judge was exactly stunned as Jung but managed to compose himself when Jung fumbled with his stuff inside the car. Hinahanap niya ang wallet ng ama. Basta lang kasi niya itong tinapon sa loob dahil sa pagmamadali na baka mahuli nitong tinatakas ang kotse kanina.
"Ano bang hinahanap mo? Kanina ka pa diyan." Si Judge ay tumulong na rin sa paghahanap. "Is this even your car? You stole this, didn't you?"
"This is my dad's and I'm looking for his fucking wallet." He snorted. "For your information, this is my car... soon to be."
Judge deadpanned. "Great, ano na namang kapahamakan ang papasukin natin? Do you even have a license?"
"I have..." he sighed. "Left it at home."
Judge figuratively face-palmed. Hindi naman ito nakatiis. Judge handed Jung the wallet when he sighted it at the floor. Jung immediately got it and stormed off the car. Minutes ago, after abruptly driving off from Lola Millie's, Jung pulled off infront a convenient store, just beside was the gas station where they refilled the gas of the car. Malayo-layo pa naman ang tatahakin nila. They couldn't afford to stop at the middle of nowhere, especially when a person's life at stake.
