CHAPTER FOURTY-TWO: ••• ••• [ SPECIAL SOMEONE POV ] I never thought a single message would lead to such a complicated story. It started one quiet evening when my phone buzzed unexpectedly. “Hi po,” his message read. Simple, almost too casual. I replied after a few minutes, “Yes po?” "Wala lang po haha" "Ayy HAHAHHA" "Makipag friend lang po" He introduced himself—JayR. I vaguely remembered him as a schoolmate, the quiet one in the back of the classroom, always absorbed in his own world. “Sorry if this is random,” he typed, “I just…needed someone to talk to.” I didn’t know why I replied, but I did. “Okay, I’m here. What’s wrong?” JayR started opening up, telling me about his struggles—his family issues, the pressure of school, and the constant feeling of not being good enough.

