Professor Justice's Secret Files

Rianne and Scarlett

Rianne and Scarlett were not the same. They were not classmates. But they were in the same batch. Their classrooms were just beside each other.

Rianne was quite outgoing. She liked photography and making films. I saw some of the photos and videos posted online were she had something to do as an actress, director, or producer of some sort. They were getting attention and appreciation. It was worthy for commendation because, unlike other works that had to show or depict some lust or skin, her works were generally clean and available for general patronage.

What made me interested with her was when she heard I was complaining about some stuff in life. She approached me and she said she was burdened by what she heard from me. I told her about some stuff I did and she felt pity for me. She said I should not do them again. She also promised that she would pray for me. I was surprised.

She went to another school after graduation. There were times I wanted to talk to her because it seemed that she had a lot of clean and healthy perspectives to share. But, perhaps like other conservative women, she does not make herself always available. Although she replies when she thinks like that conversation is completely safe. If there was anything that she was unsure of, she would not reply. I am amazed by how she keeps us with this even if she has an outgoing personality, which means she naturally talks a lot with people and she's usually socially engaged.

Scarlett, on the other hand, looked like somebody who always needed love. She was pretty. She resembled like the actress Angel Locsin. Aside from the moments in class, the times I remember about her were usually about something that has to do with boys.

She was frequently seen with two boys, schoolmates from another section, and her adviser kept telling her to better focus on their studies first. The personalities of the boys were in question. Later, finally, it was clear that she only had one boyfriend. But she kept defending him even if there were signs that they have to breakup.

I felt pity for her. I remember she opened up to me or I overheard from her discussions of some of the problems she was facing. There were a few times when she would make suggestive actions toward me, but I considered all of those as done in jest.

Two years after their graduation, I saw her with another boy who was also my former student. She looked happy eating some bread or ice cream that she suggestively entices her new boyfriend to eat with her. Although I could already feel how he would hurt her or they would have a breakup, I simply waived when they noticed me waiting for my ride.