R A I N
“How long have you been there?”
“I came here first,” Ethan replied as his eyes went over the guitar beside the piano.
Ah. Kaya naman pala nasa sahig ito at bukas pa rin ang pinto. So, he was here using the music room.
“Oh. I was trespassing. I apologize for… for my rudeness.” Mabilis akong humakbang patungo ng pinto.
Gusto ko lang naman na makalabas ng tahimik pero nang lumampas na ako kay Ethan ay doon naman niya ulit binuksan ang bibig niya.
“You can play?”
I intended to ignore him but my feet betrayed me and stopped walking by themselves. Ang weird naman kung hindi ko siya sasagutin, dumadagundong pa naman ang boses niya. Isa pa, ang awkward na ng simoy ng hangin sa pagitan naming dalawa. I just came from an outburst of sadness tapos ito ngayon ang bubungad sa akin? An
