YES-NO SHORTIES(short for short stories of KATHNIEL)

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I had too much beer now. That's not the usual alcohol I drink, but tonight I just feel like drinking it.

After the dance, I tried my best to stay away from beh. I haven't drunk yet that time but I can say am drugged with something else unsure about. His masculine smell? Those two blazing eyes? His smirks and laughs? But I'm sure it was just the twirls and twisting we foolishly tried to do while making fool of ourselves on the dancefloor.

Then a minute more, the crowd became noisy while shouting about a name am familiar to.

Flint!

Hey, that's beh's name. Wait, what is he doing at the center, holding the microphone?

Everyone's focused to the tipsy him.

Then with him dancing in my eyes, I hear him started talking...Hey, he didn't tell me he's the guest speaker!

All of you maybe asking about me and beh's love story...You know, it is not so far from your own love story. The only difference is that we cannot tell what sort of ending we have. But I knew how it started: a year ago, I saw her. She's eating chocnut while engrossed with the book she's reading. Days passed, that meeting place of ours became the secret place for me to keep until it became months, and I stopped seeing her. That's the time when I recovered from comatose. Yes, I am a soldier. And yes, I just saw this girl in my dreams. Not sure if it is believable to you, but when I saw her before my very eyes after searching from nothing, talking, in flesh and is now staring at me, magic is all I say can it is. And that is the magic of love.

I am speechless. What kind of story it is that he weaved? Ridiculous!

But I cannot take my eyes off of him. And I cannot tell how fast my heart is beating now. And  cannot help my mind believing him...

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