Writer X Reader (On-going)

Chapter 1

Yuuri's Pov

I'm just a normal student, may mga simpleng kaibigan, hindi matalino pero hindi rin naman ako bobo, never pa akong nagkaroon ng kaaway, maayos ang status ko sa mga teacher, never kong naranasan ang ma-fail ang grades, and—

Oh! Who am I kidding?

My life became abnormal since high school, I don't even have a friend not even a single one. Everyone treated me like a garbage, they call me anything—bitch, whore, assuming—eh kasalanan ko bang binansagan nila ako ng kung Campus Queen?

Big question—KASALANAN BANG MAGING MAGANDA?

Walang halong echos ah?

Just by thinking that living all alone for 3 years in school without someone to talk? I feel pity on myself.

Geez. Kung pwede lang lumipat ng school without my grandparents permission, ginawa ko na. Tignan mo nga naman, hanggang college nandito pa rin ako. At hanggang college di pa rin nila ako nilulubayan, hanggang ngayon inaapi-api pa rin nila ako, parang mga bata. Immature.

But of course di naman ako nagpapa-api sakanila. Para saan pa ang bansag nila saking 'bitch' kung di ko gagamitin diba?

Isa na lang ata ang normal na nangyayari sa buhay ko...

Being a reader of my favorite writer.

For your info, I may be a bitch, but I'm still a normal person. Yun lang naman ang hinahangad ko for the past 3 years eh, ang magkaroon ng normal na buhay.

I've known this writer since high school, mula pagkabata ko kasi hilig ko na ang magbasa-basa ng novel, English man yan or Tagalog. That's why there are lots of books in my bookshelf in my own bedroom.

Until I discovered Wattpad, nakakilala  ako ng mga writers, mapa-underrated man yan o famous

Hanggang sa nakilala ko itong si DerVil. He's just a newbie so expect na di pa sya kilala, so almost everyday pinagdadasal ko na sana may makapansin sakanya. But when that happened, I regretted on what I've prayed, kasi pag maraming fans, maraming kaagaw, righty?

I only addressed him DerVil because it's the username his using, even in his other social media accounts, wala akong alam sa buong pagkatao nya—I mean wala talagang nakaka-alam. His real name, age, where he lives or if he's still studying or already working. Isa lang naman ang pina-alam nya, na isa daw syang lalaki.

He made his personality a secret on who-knows the reason. Basta ang sabi nya, one day he will show up in a stage and stop hiding his identity.

Shocks.

Iniisip ko pa lang na makikilala ko na siya bilang sya at hindi bilang si DerVil, ay kumakabog na ang dibdib ko, pano pa kaya kung nakaharap ko na sya? Baka himatayin na ako kilig.

Yas, I love his stories, but I also can't help loving him too, eventhough he's still a stranger.

Oh how I wish I can see—

"DerVil!"

Di ko napagilang mapatalon sa kinauupuan kong bench malapit sa library dahil may bagay na biglaang tumama sa ulo ko.

Napatingin ako sa bagay na yun at—

"Tangina?"

I cursed questionable when I realized that it was a dar stone.

Darn!

Ang laki pa naman nun. Napahawak ako sa likod ng ulo ko—buti naman at wala akong bukol, kung hindi mapapatay ko yung gumawa nun.