It was the end of our second semester and the start of another hot summer vacation. At a place named Dela Feliz Poblacion, somewhere in Surigao Del Norte a beginning is about to start.
The place was dry and hot, it was quiet but my heart was beating so loud. Does he hear it? I asked inside of my head.
Looking straight into his eyes, those mesmerizing bluish eyes, that could capture a lot of girls’ heart. It makes my bones weaker and my stone heart crush into pieces. I want him. I want those eyes to look at me. No, I need him. I need him to be my summer love.
