BTS and GOT7 One Shot Compilation

Torn [ Mark and Taehyung ]

Choices...

Choices..

Choices.

Life's full of it, don't you think?

In the simple things in our everyday lives, you always have to make a choice.

When the weather is really cold and you have classes or work in the morning and you're contemplating whether will you take a bath or not.

Kung papasok ka pa ba sa school o hindi.

Kung papasok ka man, magkacutting ka ba o hindi.

Ano ba yung kakainin mo mamayang lunch?

San ka tatambay pag vacant mo?

Kung gagawa ka ba ng assignment o hindi.

Magrereview ka ba in case na may surprise quiz bukas o hindi?

Kung kakausapin mo na ba si crush after having a crush for more than 3 months para maconfirm kung mahal mo na ba sya.

Uuwi ka ba agad after classes or gagala ka muna?

Matutulog ka ba ng maaga mamayang gabi o magpupuyat ka na naman sa harap ng desktop/phone screen/tab screen/iPad screen?

Odiba? Kahit sa mga petty na bagay, there's always choices.

Key word: PETTY na bagay.

Pero paano kung ikaw yung nasa posisyon ko?

Kailangan mong mamili between the two most important people in the world for you.

Who will you choose?

How will you choose?

And why would you choose?

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*flashback 3 years ago*

"Sya yung transferee, guys. Ang creepy creepy nya."

"Ongae. Tignan mo naman yung itsura nya. Parang may black clouds na nakapalibot sa kanya."

"And the way she dresses! Maria Clara lang ampeg? Nakapaldang mahaba tas nakasweater pa. Seriously disgusting."

"Sobrang tahimik nya sa classroom kanina. Di ko alam kung bat sya napunta sa section namin."

"Ongae! Ang awkward sa room kanina."

"Can't agree with you more, girl."

"Shhh! Lower your voices naman! Madinig kayo nyan!"

Ge lang. As if I didn't hear any words they're saying.

And she said "NYAN." Since when did I become an object? Srsly. I'm a human being, di nga lang halata.

Ignoring the hurtful and mean comments about me, I hastily walked away from the hallway after banging the door of my locker.

It sucks being me.

I can feel the weight of their stares behind my back as I speed up my walking.

As I walk to who knows where, my mom's voice keep echoing in my head. "Para sating lahat 'to, Kathe. It's for the best. At para na din sa ate mo."

Best? Heh. I don't think so, mom.

Hindi ko kailanman hiniling na lumipat ng school at ng residence nang dahil lang sa selfish interest ng ate ko. Because she wants to live close to her new university since she didn't like her previous school, ALL of us are affected. My mom's bookshop, my dad's architectural firm and my college studies.