Preface
I'm sorry, I didn't wake you up. Masyado kang mabagal kumilos at maaga ang faculty meeting namin. I will see you later.
- Ben Julian
Nakapaskil ang isang sticky note sa lamp shade. Ito ang unang umagaw ng aking atensyon nang magising. Napangiti ako at tinitigan itong mabuti.
No heart shape. No smiley. No endearment. They say you when you love a person, you can hear their voice through their written message. In this case, I can hear his low, cold voice and I can feel my palms getting sweaty. Pero ibahin niyo ako, dahil maski sa pangalan at penmanship niya lamang ay kinikilig din ako. After a month of living together, this is the first time he left me a note. The first time I didn't make him breakfast and the first time we didn't share them. Now, I cannot stop thinking about how many first times do we have on our way, knowing he will always be the one to come home to me.
Sanay na ako sa ganitong routine. He's a professor in the university that I go to. No one knows that we live together. And we agreed on that matter. We need to stay private and lowkey.