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Sharieaa's POV

So they prepared a set up here in gymnasium.

"Where's Euphoria?" I asked one of the staffs.

I wanna talk to her.

"She's in the dressing room, ma'am."

"Where is it?"

"In the dance studio, ma'am."

"Ok, thank you."

Agad akong pumunta ng dance studio at dun ko naabutan si Euphoria.

Maraming makeup, hair and wardrobe artists ang naka-paligid sa kanya.

Isang helera din ng damit ang nasa likod ni Euphoria.

Ohh, so this is how her dressing room looks like in her show.

"Euphoria!" I called her out and wave my hand.

Ibinaling nya sakin ang atensyon na kanina'y nasa phone nya.

She welcomed me with a smile.

She asked her makeup artist to leave for a while.

"Any problem?" She asked.

"Nah. Just wanna thank you."

She chuckled, "for what?"

"For this."

"What do you mean?"

"You knew already, right?"

"About your relationship with Jin? Yes, of course."

"Ahh, good. Anyway, thank you so much."

"Just call me if you need something like this again. I would like to write a news about hot issues."

"I bet that you'll get journalism in your college."

"Of course! I already started to walk in this path. Why wouldn't I continue walking instead?"

"Yeah, right. Why wouldn't you?"

"But I wanna rest too."

I look to her. Mas lalo akong naging interesado sa susunod nyang sasabihin.

She took a deep breath first, "I've been a campus journalist since I'm a forth grader. People discovered me at my age of 12. Damn, I've been doing this job within three years!" She laugh bitterly. "Those three years ran without even I, resting." She sighed. "I was only pushed by my parents. They want me to continue doing this and don't stop. Sometimes, I wanna end everything. My life is just a repetition of writing articles. That's how my daily life cycle runs, so, why not end everything, right? I'm not happy already in doing this. It just sucks. Doesn't even help to my life. But I still tried to smile in front of many people. I tried to. Even though I know I'm just pretending. That's what I can do for them."

"You know what's the matter here? It is that you're too kind. You think of other's sake first before yours. Stop being that kind and think about yourself, Euphoria. Learn to listen to yourself first. Learn to love yourself. You should understand what really your name means."

"Euphoria. Too much happiness."

"Why not make yourself in euphoria?"

"Look, I'm different from you. I have bigger obligations and responsibilities than you even you're indeed older than me. I wanna put myself within euphoria, but you know what? People around me prevents me in finding myself. They stop me. They don't want me to feel happiness. I'm not free like you, Sharieaa. I'm just inside a metal cage. I'm just imprisoned with their thoughts. And I couldn't get out already," she smiled. No. She didn't smiled. She smirked. Yes. She smirked.