ASTRIA
Nandito na kami sa loob ng kuwarto namin ni Aegan. Magkasama kami and I didn't mind at all, since tinuturing ko na siyang parang kapatid. Ganoon rin naman siya sa akin.
The room isn't small, but isn't big too— just enough for the two of us. It's cozy and comfortable.
Sumalampak agad ako sa isang higaan na naroroon at ibinagsak ang sarili rito. Tuluyan na akong inantok dahil sa pagod kaya tuluyan na akong nilamon nito. 'Ni hindi ko pa nakakausap si Aegan. Mamaya na nga lang! I'll just sleep.
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Nagising ako ng masakit ang katawan dahil mali yata ang posisyon ko nang makatulog ako. But now, a blanket is over me. Madilim ang buong paligid, tanda na gabi na. Hindi man lang ako nakakaramdam ng gutom, pero alam kong kailangan ko ng kumain. Napahaba yata ang pagtulog ko.
Bukas pa ang simula ng recollection namin kaya may oras pa talaga kami dapat ngayon para sa mga sarili namin pero sinayang ko lang iyon para sa pagtulog. Great!
Tumayo na ako and I tried to find the switch to turn on the lights pero hindi ko iyon mahanap. I sighed saka ako kumapakapa sa dilim.
I suddenly saw a sillhouette of a man in the terrace of our room pero hindi ako natakot dahil sigurado akong si Aegan ito.
Watching him from afar while admiring the beauty of the stars and the moon that compliments the dark starry night is satisfying.
The moon...
Stygian said that I should just look at the moon, kung gusto ko siyang maalala.
I smiled.
Siya pa rin ang naiisip ko.
I shook my head as another plan came in my mind. Gugulatin ko si Aegan para mapansin niya ako.
*insert evil laughs again.
I tried my best to make my steps as inaudible as possible para maisakatuparan ko ang plano ko. May naririnig pa akong background music from somewhere kaya nakatulong iyon to conceal my heavy footsteps.
Tila lumalakas ang tunog na iyon habang papalapit ako ng papalapit kay Aegan. Wait... galing ba sa terrace ang tugtog?
Lumapit pa ako ng bahagya para makita kung anong nangyayari at nakita ko si Aegan na natugtog ng gitara habang nakanta. Where did he get the guitar?
When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in the eyes.You're just like an angel,
Your skin makes me cry.You float like a feather,
In a beautiful world.I wish I was special.
You're so very specialI didn't know that he has the voice since hindi siya kumakanta, but his voice can already pass a singing audition! Promise, I'm not joking.
But I'm a creep.
I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here...Tila nalimutan ko na ang plano kong gulatin siya dahil sa mala-anghel niyang boses. It compliments to the dark eerie night. It soothes the mood.
I don't care if it hurts.
I wanna have control.
I want a perfect body.
I want a perfect soul.He might have notice me staring at him kaya napagawi ang tingin niya sa direksyon ko. Nakapako lamang iyon sa akin but his hands are still strumming the guitar. Hindi ko alam kung bakit ako kinakabahan.
I want you to notice,
When I'm not around.
You're so very special....
I wish I was special....Hindi ko alam kung bakit ang lakas ng tama ng mga linyang iyon sa akin habang kinakanta niya nang nakatingin sa akin. Something in my mind was telling me that that was for me, but I don't wanna assume things. Paano magiging para sa akin iyon? It won't make sense...
But I'm just a friend.
I'm nobody.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here...He changed the lyrics of the song...
What does that mean?He stood up while still strumming the same tune in his guitar but he isn't singing now. He walked towards me step by step. I swallowed a lump in my throat as I can feel my nervousness. What is he doing?
"Astria," he called me, the moment we were just standing in front of each other, inches away.
"A-aegan?" I stuttered.
"You're so special to me. I hope I am special for you too," he said as he left me with my mouth gawked open.
W...hat?
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STYGIAN | completed
Mystery / ThrillerIt was because of a mystery call when Jan Astria Cuevo, just a typical college student... who is fond of playing mystery games, met a man named Stygian Alejandro, a dead man from the past who wants to have justice to his death. What will a wannabe d...