“NIEONI..”
He’s here. Suot ang dilaw na basketball jersey nito. Ngumiti siya sabay sablay ng towel sa balikat. Basa at magulo pa ang buhok nito na para bang bagong ligo.
Napakurap ako. “Yuro..”
Right. He plays basketball too. Nabanggit niya sa akin iyon dati but I didn’t know he was as serious as playing in match like this. I have never seen him run inside a court. I have never seen him hold a ball nor chase after it. Iyong Yuro na kilala ko dati ay focus sa pagmomodelo at masyadong conscious sa pagmamanage ng oras.
I forced a smile. “I.. got lost. Where’s the girl’s restroom?” Tanong ko sakanya.
It has been months since we last saw each other. Pagkatapos ng break up namin ay sa picture ko nalang siya nakikita. Hindi na rin kami nag-usap noon. Not that we still have something to ta
