Just Some Random Guy

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

"Haven't I instructed you about those medicines? They need to be properly stacked together by generic name! Next time, make sure that you finished your work before chatting with each other." Halos mapangiwi kami habang pinapakinggan ang sermon ni Regan sa dalawang volunteers. His voice was low but the coldness was there that you'll feel chills all over your body just by hearing him talk like that.

"My gosh, si Regan talaga. Does he think na may salary tayo na volunteers by being here?" Sabi ni Nova at maarteng hinilot ang sentido niya gamit ang isang daliri. Akala mo naman ginagawa niya to ng bukal din sa loob niya, di na nga niya kailangan ng sahod, ginagawa niya lang naman to para sa mana niya.

Although, I get why Regan is somewhat mad at them. Narinig ko kasi na binilin talaga iyon ni Regan. Mahirap nga naman mag distribute ng mga gamot kung halo lahat sa isang lalagyan. They were tasked for the storage of medicines, tapos nang makita namin ngayon hindi naka segregate. If I were him, I'd be mad too.

"You're still staring!" Nova said out loud that made some people turn our way. Kasama na doon si Regan. Tumingin lang siya ng ilang segundo sakin pagkatapos ay naglakad na palayo. Para namang walang pakealam itong isa na eskandalosa masiyado ang bibig. "Don't tell me, you still have a crush kay Regan? Kasi I will be really confused if anong na crush-an mo diyan, like he's so masungit and serious kaya."

"Ha? Anong crush? Di ko crush yan." I told her as I continued writing the report of cases of the patients that I've encountered today.

"M-hm." She replied and looked at me suspiciously. "Until now hindi mo pa rin sakin kinukwento yung about sa stripper thingy."

Hindi ko na lang pinansin si Nova kahit super kulit niya. Bahala siya diyan.

I promised Regan last night that I won't tell anyone about that night. Hindi naman daw kasi talaga siya stripper. Napasama lang siya at hinila ng mga kaibigan niya na biglang naisipan maging stripper nung gabi na iyon. He and his friends are weird. Sinong mga baliw ang bored at biglang makaka-isip maging stripper?

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"Nandito ka pala." Nakangiting bati ko sa kanya.

"You're here again?" Masungit na tanong niya. Regan asked as he noticed me behind him.

I don't know but I feel like this small hill somewhat became our secret place. Wala lang. Feelingera lang talaga ako. Kahit pangalawang beses pa lang namin to na magkita dito.

"Did you purposely came her because you knew I'd be here?" My brow arched.

"Wow, feeler. Di pwedeng gusto ko lang ulit makita yung sunset? Sayo ba to? Kapal mo." Syempre in denial mode ako.

Pero meyo totoo naman. A part of me really came here thinking that he might be here again. Omg, baka crush ko na nga?

Umupo ako sa tabi niya at kumuha sa nakita koong isang balot ng maliliit na junk food na kinakain niya. He glanced at me and then ignored me. I stared at the name of the food. It says Tattoos. Ito yata yung tipong piso na nabibili lang sa sari-sari store? Na excite ako kasi hindi pa ako nakakakain ng ganito.

"Pwedeng mag comment?" Tanong ko.

"I have a feeling that if I say no, you'll say it anyway." He said. I pouted. Napaka sungit talaga ng taong to. I opened the plastic and shoved a portion inside my mouth before I turned to him. Magsasalita na aana ako pero nanlaki ang mga mata ko sa sarap ng chichiriya kaya tinitigan ko pa ulit yung supot ng madali.