His Hand
"Anong ginagawa ninyo sa school grounds sa ganoong oras?" mataray na tanong ni Vice Principal Pascal. Maarteng itinaas niya ang kaniyang kilay sa aming dalawa ni Ichor.
Napatingin ako sa matikas na mukha ni Ichor. Kumuyon ang matalim niyang panga at marahas ang tingin ng banyaga niyang mga mata.
"Can we first tend to Aristheia's bruise?" he impatiently said and motioned to my knee.
The blood that covered has already dried and it doesn't as much, except if I move it. Because of the bleeding that happened earlier that went down from my knee to ankle, the edge of my sock was a bit damp with my blood and it was stark against the white color of it.
"Pinatawag ko na ang nurse." Vice Principal said and casted a careless and cold glance at my feet. "Ngayon, sagutin niyo ang tanong k
