#Yatiz is a story focusing on the lives of young people in a small seaside municipality called Carmen in the southern part of the Philippines. The name is based on a cuss word here, "Yati/Yatis" that has no English equivalent but is closest to WTF.
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Maya nods, and smiles unconvincingly. She unlocks her phone and goes to her Instagram. She goes to yourbfischeatingon_u's profile. She goes to the messages. Still no response. She clenches her jaw.
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MAYA: Hoy. Happy na ka? Tama na ka. Murag naa'y lain si Noel. Proud na ka sa imong sarili? Kinsa man ka? Unsa man imong gusto gikan sa amo?
MAYA: HEY ASSHOLE. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? YOU'RE RIGHT. NOEL IS CHEATING. ARE YOU PROUD OF YOURSELF? WHO ARE YOU? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM US?
She presses send. But suddenly, the app redirects her to her main feed.
Music starts to play, as Gabbie finally succeeds in connecting to the speaker.
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Maya, confused, goes to her messages to check if she managed to send it successfully.
But yourbfischeatingon_u is no longer on the list.
On her most recently sent message, there's an user with no profile picture, just the default blank place holder.
It's a deleted profile.
She taps it to see if she can find the messages she sent to yourbfischeatingon_u.
They're there.
It's gone. The account is deleted.
Still, in disbelief, she goes to her notifications to see the one where the account followed her. Maybe she could access the account from there.
The notification is gone.
She goes ahead and searches the username. It leads her to nowhere; just suggestions that are adjacent to the username. She exhales, frustrated.
Suddenly, there's chatter and laughter from outside the classroom.
"Oh my god. Naa na sila!" Pamela exclaims.
"OH MY GOD. THEY'RE HERE!"
Maya turns to look.
"Kalma lang Pam," Mariz tells her.
"OKAY. JUST CALM DOWN, PAM."
One by one, the members walk inside the classroom. Greetings are exchanged.
Hamza is immediately approached by Hazel.
Mariz and Gabbie have already started briefing the other members.
Pamela is at the side clearly waiting for someone else.
Gabriel, sees Maya still sitting at the back of the classroom.
He unslings his bag and puts it down on one of the chairs. He gives her a nod and a lustful stare as he runs his hands through his hair.
