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ELIZABETH VILLATORTE POV :)

I just looked at a restaurant. There was a beaten man there. I saw the man apologizing with his dirty clothes and face barely recognizing his face.

"Ouch! I'm not a thief! I'm just watching how you cook." said the man being beaten and english his word.

"You fool! You want to steal what I'm selling!" The man said angrily while kicking it speaking english.

I quickly approached it and took it away.

"Kuya! You're child abuse!" I'm here.

The dirty man hid behind me.

"He wants to kill me." It complained to me.

"He intends to steal my cooked pandesal!" The salesman said angrily.

"I'm hungry!" This dirty English man just answered.

"Brother, I'm going to buy ten pandesals. Don't heat him up. Have mercy on him. He doesn't have a family and he only lives on the street." I said here.

"Tsk! All right, as long as that dirty man leaves!" The man agreed.

"Yes. I'll take care of him." My answer.

It put the bread in plastic. I gave him the money and took the pandesal I bought. I pulled the English dirty man away from there.

When we were far away, I let him go.

"That! Eat it. Eat it." I told him to give him a pandesal.

"Thank you." Obviously fluent in English he will thank me. He ate pandesal immediately. It jumps around with the super deliciousness of what it eats. "Yummy!" excitedly says it.

"What is your name?" I asked here while it was in the middle of the meal.

"What? What did you say?" Question it.

"Letche! Doesn't it know how to shake?" In my heart. "I said, what is your name? You name?" I repeat. Takte! I am also fluent in English.

"I don't know? I don't know who I am and how I got here." Obviously no one remembered its answer.

"What? !!" I said in shock. Does he have amnesia?