LOGAN
THE NEXT DAY IN THE UNIVERSITY proved to be a challenge for him. He didn’t know where to begin, maybe begin erasing the memory of that mysterious girl. It wasn’t helping him, strutting down the hall with an eagle eyes, with a more heightened sense, in search of that face.
Pumasok na siya sa lecture hall niya. Opened his laptop, he was getting ready for his class. And then the alarm bell rang, signaling that the classes after lunch has started.
One by one, the students entered the hall, sat, some are lonesome, some are chatting and giggling, on their own world. He cleared his throat, signaling that he was about to speak on his mouthpiece.
But when he was about to open his mouth, a figure, from the side of his eyes, strutted slowly in one of the benches, he almost froze, paused
