"I-I-I can explain..." he muttered. "No need for explanation. I don't need you, anyway," I said and turned my back to him but he suddenly grabbed my hands. "Ah! Aray! Nasasaktan ako..." Mangiyak-ngiyak kong saad. Hawak-hawak niya nang madiin ang aking kamay na naging dahilan ng pagpula nito. Naging maamo naman ang mukha niya. "Let's go home, Heina," he said. I tried to pulled back my hands but I can't take it because he's too strong. "Dàmn you, Zheon! Fúcking psycho," I shouted. Biglang nagtiim-bagang siya at tinignan ako ng masama na nagpatayo sa aking balahibo. "Take back what you said or you won't like what I'm gonna do to you," he said seriously. Fear covers up my body. The way he looks at me and the way he speaks, I know he's serious. "Why would I? Weren't you really a psych

