The next day Shinye came with a bright smile on her face and a newspaper. Hindi man niya basahin iyon ay alam niyang positive ang laman niyon.
Maganda kasi ang mood ni Shinye, tuwang-tuwa ang loka. Habang siya, magulo ang buhok, utak, pati puso.
“They love you already, Ella. They love your song, your singing, and some have already made an idol-fan club for you. You and Slaven even have a ship-fan club already.”
“A what??”
“They're calling you 'E11aven'. Isn't it cute? See this?”
Ipinakita nito ang isang newspaper write-up with a screen-shot of a web page with the logo, 'E11aven'. Pseudonym, the new 'eleven' is E11aven', 'Not a perfect 10, but a perfect E11aven'.
“And positive feedbacks from Slaven's fans as well. They've accepted you as the winner. They say you deserve it. And, so is the press, they are convinced now you have talent, guts and appeal. Some are still doubting your true relationship with Slaven. But anyway, it's nothing destructive, so it's okay. And haters will always be insecure haters. And with so much positive feedback on both of you, why don't we proceed with recording the promotional single huh?”
Nangingislap ang mga mata at hopeful na tanong ni Shinye.
“W-What???What about my language lessons?”
She's not ready yet to do the song with Slaven, not now. She needs a little time to gather herself and put enchantment barriers and protective walls on her feelings before seeing Slaven again.
“I guess there's no need for that. The people accepts you as you are for being honest and straightforward. Anyway, Min Ho will still be there as your interpreter if you'll be needing one. When you sing the song with Slaven yesterday, it's as if you've been practicing with him in secret. Were you?”
Shinye was teasing her. She can't help but blush as she remembered the basement scene they had yesterday.
“N-No.” she looked away. “I-I have to wash my face, excuse me.”
Nagmamadaling nagtungo na siya ng banyo para makaiwas sa pag-uusisa ni Shinye. But Shinye followed her.
“By the way, where did you and Slaven went last night? I was calling his phone but he never answered. What time did he take you back here?”
Napatigil siya sa ginagawang pagwiwisik ng tubig sa mukha niya.
“I-I...I-I don't know. I never left the building. Only Slaven left.”
She looked at her face in the mirror. And saw Shinye carefully studying her. Is she noticing something?
“Why?What happen?”
“W-Well, w-we figured it would be better if we don't leave together. I-If someone will see us it might be another issue. So I stayed behind, and went back to my room. T-Then S-Slaven, left.” She looked down on the water on the sink. She had always hated lying, it makes her so uneasy.
“Did he call you after he left?” still Shinye prodded on.
“A-Anio.” answering in the Korean term for no. “Or, I-I don't know, m-mullon. I was so tired, I fell asleep. I just woke up when you knock.” She is a cheap liar, she can't even look Shinye right in the bathroom mirror.
She was wide awake the whole time. She called her family to update them of her adventures in Korea, then spent the rest of the night thinking about Slaven, particularly that little scene they had at the basement. Parang sirang dvd tape na paulit-ulit iyong nagpi-play sa utak niya, gasgas na gasgas na.
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COME BACK TO ME, SLAVEN | #Wattys2019
RomantikShe's an ordinary girl, who admires a Korean superstar. She fell in love with his songs with the singer's soulful voice. But didn't really noticed the handsome singer behind the song. What if fate brought them together? Is it really fate? Or her cra...
