33 : This guy
Maya’t mayang lumilipad ang isip ko sa lalaking nakita sa café kanina habang nakikinig ako ng lecture. Panay ang buntonghininga ko at pilit na pagbalewala rito para mag-focus sa klase, ngunit hindi pa rin ako nilubayan ng pangamba. Something about that guy was unsettling. But then again, I couldn’t be sure if he was real or just made up from my imagination. Because I’d seen him before. I was sure of it. “Are you sure?” “He’s that guy.” “That.” “You know. That. Guy.” “That.” A laugh. “That.” “I’ve seen him before too.” “That.” “Pst!” “Look here!” “That!” “Hey!” “We meet again.” “Hey!” “Are you sure you remember me right?” “Eunice!” May bumulaga sa harap ko. Marahas akong napasinghap at nanigas sa kinatatayuan, yakap ang dalang mga libro sa dibdib. “Hey, b***h. Have you g
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