Animo Furandi

"Dura Lex, Sed Lex."

Alon has always been politically active since he can't remember. He thinks it runs in their blood, considering that his great grandfather was one of the 19 Martyrs of Aklan, who were executed during the Philippine Revolution against Spain.

He's an activist and a young philanthropist- he's broke but you get the gist, right? Although his parents don't support him because 'activism should've ended with his great grandfather', they say, but Alon was built differently though, he's not one to back down easily.

The plot's not rocket science- it's simple, he was with his colleagues outside the Capitol, holding a placard with bold letters that says "THADDEUS LACHICA, MAGNANAKAW!"

That day, heaven was on his side as Lachica's only son was immortalized in front of them as if he could feel Alon's outrage outside his father's office. With an infuriating smirk threatening to curl from his plump lips, thick brows slightly shooting up, long curly hair dancing with each step and Alon... Alon, a true Sucgang that he is, took off his chunky boots and threw them into Lachica's son's way.

"Magnanakaw!" he shouted and the other man smirked, a clear amusement dancing in his eyes.

"The only thing I stole here is your heart, sweetheart. How can you throw your pegasus chunky boots at your boyfriend?" Saint Wyatt Lachica dramatically said.