"Shit!" he cursed quietly at an episode of his drunk self where he thought it was Ken who brought him home. With eyebrows narrowed in the middle, he looks at Justin sleeping awkwardly at the far side of the bed, almost a meter away from him. Just an inch from the edge, one wrong move and Justin will end up on the floor.
"Shit!" and another curse at how Justin kept his distance from him. Justin might have felt his indifference, that he is avoiding him. Trying not to wake the other, Sejun quietly sat on the bed and looked for his shoes and phone.
He was about to stand up but Justin grabbed him by the wrist.
"Sejun sandali, let's talk please."
"Nag-usap na tayo Justin"
He could feel Justin's grip tighten.
"Please? I just want to ask some questions"
He looked at Justin's weary eyes and tired face and he felt sorry. "Ok"
Justin sat on the opposite side of the bed so their backs facing each other, but he still holds unto Sejun.
"After that night, I'm sorry kung di kita nahanap, I tried but I couldn't" Justin started talking.
Sejun just listens quietly. Justin's voice is calm and kind.
"Ok ka na ba?" Justin continues. " I mean, hindi ka ba napano?" His grip loosens.
Sejun saw a redness on his wrist when Justin finally let go.
"Buhay pa ako Justin." He heard Justin sighed with his rude reply.
"Sejun galit ka ba sa kin? May ginawa ba akong masama?" Justin's words were soft, but he seems hurt.
"Sana wala Justin, sana wala kang ginawang masama." Sejun wanted to say but he chose to stay quiet.
"Tapos ka na ba? I need to go."
Before Sejun finally reached the door, Justin asked.
"Sejun can we be friends? at least?"
"No, I'm sorry."
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THE WAY WE LIVE
Hayran KurguJustin is the perfect kid in school, rich and smart. There he met Sejun-a mysterious schoolmate who saved his life one night. Few years after, Sejun regretted saving Justin's life.
