"Okay then, thank you." Ngumiti ako sa kanya.

"Wait for me here, maghahanap lang ako ng damit," ani ko sabay balik ulit sa kwarto ko.

I remember I piled Zion's clothes in one of the boxes I have in my room. Nasa pinakahuling box iyon.

Kinuha ko ang upuan sa study table at ginamit iyon na patungan upang makuha ang box na nasa pinakaitaas, ibinababa ko ang unang box, then followed by the second, and the third one.  I opened the fourth box, iyong pinakahuli, nandoon nga ang mga damit ni Zion.

Naghanap ako ng magkakasya kay Yijin, pareha lang naman sila ng katawan ni Zion kaya hindi ako nahirapan. I choose a plain black t-shirt and a black cotton shorts, comfortable enough for him to sleep. I again close the box and piled with it the other boxes.

Pababa na 'ko sa upuan nang bigla iyong umusog, dahil doon ay nawalan  agad ako ng balanse. My hand instantly find something to grab so I won't fall, nagalaw ko ang mga boxes kaya naglaglagan iyon, it made a huge thud and I have no choice but to jump on the chair so I want fall. I successfully landed, kaya lang nabuhos ang laman ng pinakaitaas na box.

Before I could even move, Yijin knocked on my door.

"Is everything okay? Are you okay?" Napapikit ako nang mariin, ano na naman bang klase ng katangahan 'to Chantal?

"Ah, yeah. I'm fine. Nahulog lang 'yung box." Hindi nagsalita si Yijin, it seems like he's not convince.

"Ah, can I come in?" My eyes immediately widened, I immediately scan my room to see if may kalat na hindi niya dapat na makita, nang makitang wala naman ay tumayo ako at pinagbuksan siya ng pinto.

I instantly saw the worried in his face so I explained, "Nahulog 'yung mga boxes.—" Inilahad ko sa kanya ang kalat na ebedinsya ng nangyari, but my eyes widened and my heart raced when I saw the stuffs spilled from the box.

And before I can even say a word again, Yijin stepped down to help me gather the spilled stuffs.

"Yijin. . ." I said breathily, hindi ko maigalaw ang mga paa ko. My mind instantly went black. "H-hindi ako na d'yan!" Nang makabawi ay agad akong lumuhod sa harap niya para itago ang mga iyon, but it's too late. Nasa kamay na ni Yijin ang apat na metrong lubid na itinago ko. Along with it are the cutters, blade, and other stuffs that can cut or harm. That I purposely hid to myself.

I breathed heavily, my eyes are burning and in an instant I want to cry. A lot of emotions are convulsing inside me, worried, anxious, scared, angry, embarrassed. I don't know!

When my eyes darted at Yijin, I saw the shock and pain in his eyes. No please, don't give me that look. I whispered to myself, I wished it but it failed me, Yijin is looking at me like that right now.

"Ako na rito! You can go outside!" I almost shouted. Mas gusto kong maiyak nang makita ko ang reaction niya, I'm being irrational again and I can't control my emotions.

My hands trembled when I snatch the rope on his hand. I saw that he was taken aback, mula sa pagkakaluhod ay naupo siya.

A tear fell in my eye, umiling ako at nagmamadaling iniligpit ang mga nagkalat, sa taranta ko ay nasagi ko ang isang blade. I shouted and held my hand, blood immediately flowed on my cut finger.

"Chantal!" Halos mapatalon ako sa sigaw ni Yijin, nang tingnan ko siya ay kita ko ang galit sa kanyang mga mata. He immediately stood up and dragged me outside my room.

"What are you doing?" I said confused, he brought me to the kitchen— specifically in the sink.

He opened the water faucet and put my bloody finger on a running water.

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