Sabi ko hindi ako madaling kunin. Sabi ko, kahit ano pang pa-cute ng mga kalalakihan ay hindi ako bibigay, kahit ano pa 'yan. But this man was something else. Unang kita ko pa lang sa kaniya ay may kuryente na kaagad na dumadaloy sa katawan ko. I didn't fall for him because he was cute. I fell for him because he was the first one to make me feel this way. Sparks? Kung alam ko lang na makakasakit lang 'yon ay sana hindi na lang ako nag-risk. Was it really the spark's fault? Or was it really me who believed that the spark meant something else? Like electricity bolting through my body that I thought would love me truly, but will eventually hurt me.