Morpheus: A Collection of Short Stories

Dream 01: "Pin"

Back in highschool, there was this boy I'm crushing with. He was tall and charming in many ways. At first it was just pure admiration like something you really adore without reason but later on I found myself falling to this particular guy. I have a bestfriend, she was cool and amazing. I was fond of her light cream complexion. She's a bit shorter than me but certainly not wiser. We like almost everything from fashion to stationery accessories. Telling each other's secrets while trash talking.  imbeciles. We're like siblings. Not a day comes by that we go separate ways even 'til we're in college.

One day, this dashing boy approached her while we were having lunch break. They became friends and eventually started hanging out with us. He told me about his feeling towards Yna that he would like to take her out on a date and he needs my help to do that. With that being said, I agree and said lightheartedly, "Let's do this"

Next morning, I saw them together and thought everything went smoothly but then Yna told me he wasn't sure about Alex. He's a good guy and said, she would like to give him a chance. So she let him be and act natural around him. I thought it was the right thing to do, not until another day come.

Charles, the guy I mentioned earlier. See us, one afternoon—surprisingly. We were unprepared or rather, I was. He greeted us politely, typical of him then introduced himself to Yna. That very moment defines the reason behind his unpaintable bashfulness. I told Yna I was going to fetch us some drinks yet headed to the bathroom instead. I stare at the mirror looking so hopelessly, flashes of memories came into sight. You can call me a "fanboy"—before!, I followed him, attended his practices and so on. I turned out to be some creepy stalker out of inordinate fondness. I even wore this simple button pin I got from him with a written quote—"Believe" that moment since,  I started to believe that everything is possible once your mind is set to something. One thing that I couldn't accomplish is professing my love for him. And so, I ended up racking all my feelings.

Yna told me about Charles, how modest he was, how gentleman and carried himself well. I was happy for her though my feelings beginning to shatter into pieces. Little did I know, I was touch of her following gesture. He patted my shoulder and spoke to me with assurance. She always knew about Charles. Something that we don't keep to as bestfriend for we vowed to each other. An oath ought to remain unbroken. She said he likes Charles, all about him but not for her but for me. He was a good guy and deserves all admiration indefinitely. I know Yna well and that she would never break her promise.

I tried my best to win Charles over Yna. She helped me too as always. We all spent time together along with Alex. Then a rivalry between two righteous gents began. Little by little, as days goes by my chances are decreasing exponentially but not because of Yna who's doing her best just to lend me a hand—a subtle display of encouragement. It was Charles, his deep admiration for Yna grew substantially after each day of us spending time together. Nothing in my plan seems to work and I'm closely reaching a breaking point where I knew I had to stop. This have become a madness, stupid idea. He would never liked me however, before I throw everything into the pit I will take the chance to confess and immure this heart from his emotional enthrallment.

On the balcony outside Yna's room. We were having a good time and lost track of time. Alex and Yna went down to get some ice and additional refreshments. This is the right time to vent out what has been stirring on my chest for a long time. He was laughing over something as I spoke to him telling how much I really like him. I was not sure, maybe because we were under  influenced of alcohol. I told him everything. Out of sudden I paused, waiting for a response. He stared at me. He was laughing uproariously his heart out. He thought it was a jest, then stop.