After being confronted by Mister Clasiso, I noticed a drastic decrease in the number of reporters outside the campus gate. Not until I went out that afternoon, I did realized that all reporters were gone.
Huh? Was Mister Clasiso pulling back his strings? I scratched my chin gently. It was unusual for him to do that so.
Anyway, I did myself a favor by walking across the street and hoping inside the car that was just parked across the school gate. I knew that it was my Dad's car and Japen was waiting for me inside.
But when I got inside, I saw Japen sleeping with crossed arms in his chest. He was leaning back into the driver's sit and his eyes were close. His breath was even and I did not hear any noise that's coming from him.
I leaned back on passenger seat and looked on Japen's fac
