KEISHA'S POV
"Stop following me!" I shouted at him.
I tried to stay away from him, but he was still following me around. I don't have my phone so I couldn't call Rako.
"I am not following you," kalmado niya pa ring sabi. "And please, let's have a talk."
I glared at him. "Do you know that you are giving me creeps?! I don't know you, hindi nga kita kilala. Don't wait for me to call cops before you go!" I shouted.
He was wearing his jersey, and black shorts paired with running shoes. He also had towel on his shoulder, parang kakagaling niya lang sa jogging. Is he spying me?! How the hell he came here kung sa loob ng tatlong taon ko nananatili rito ay hindi ko naman siya nakikita?!
"Then, get to know me!" He shouted back, still following me at my back. Medyo malayo-layo pa ang bahay na
