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So, we're here now and he is trying to explain me about Calculus 1. "So here it is, if it asked for the differential of w with respect to x, you should find a way to make it like that," Christian spoke. Mukhang nagkamali pa yata ako ng hiningan ng tulong.

A study with him is a big mistake. I couldn't focus! Lagi na lang napupunta ang isip ko sa kung saan-saan!

Pa'no ba naman kasi, I didn't imagine him being this close but somehow, ang sarap pala sa pakiramdam na nakikita ko siya nang malapitan. Parang nananaginip lang ako.

He is looking at me every now and then, and that adds up to my tension. Bakit ba ganito ang nararamdaman ko? "Did you understand?" he suddenly asked.

He sighed. He knew I didn't. "Focus, Iris."

How did he know? How did he know my nickname? No one in my classmates knew about it.

With that, I tried to focus more. May paminsan-minsang nawawala ako, pero binabalik ko kaagad dahil dapat ganito naman talaga ang ginagawa ko. This is what must be done.

We finished that session after an hour. Medyo nalungkot ako doon. I want more hours with him.

"Thank you!" I said and I really meant it since I understood the lesson now that he mentored me. "You're welcome." At kahit naman hindi siya masyadong masalita ay mabait naman pala siya.

*

"I am just thinking," Christian spoke, "what if we'll have a sleepover?"

Huh? Sleepover? Tapos kaming dalawa lang?

"It's not what you think, Iris, we'll study there."

I sighed. Yes, that's what we'll do. We'll study till dawn.

So far, my learnings improved. With him as my mentor, of course. He really helped me a lot.

We became close, so close that I didn't see anyone being this close to him as far as I observed. That's not a big deal to my classmates. They just saw us as classmates that gets along well.

I am not saying that they should see us as more than friends, though. My professors commended me for my improvement, I love their praises on me. As in their praise I feel that they somehow recognized my efforts.

"Okay, I'm glad you want to do it with me!" I answered enthusiastically. I am glad that he became my mentor. I'm happy that he's more than willing to mentor me.

We decided to do it in his apartment. My thoughts are wandering, I need to shut them up. 'You will just study there, Iris,' I said to myself.

His apartment was squeaky clean. Well, I didn't imagine him not being clean. Sa pananamit pa lang niya, malalaman mo nang malinis talaga siya sa mga gamit niya.

We arrived there at five sixteen in the afternoon, katatapos lang ng aming klase. He offered me a seat and he made me a juice. That was so thoughtful of him. I swear, if he'd keep doing this, I'm going to fell for him too hard that I couldn't recover if he'd ever let me down.

He cooked for us. I thought before that he never had the luxury of time to make food for himself since he was very studious type of person. Now I realize I'm mistaken. He is doing it himself.

I busied myself by reviewing with myself. I couldn't understand it. Is it because I became so dependent on him that I couldn't do it on my own now?

I tried to focus. I shouldn't be too dependent on him. Someday, he'll leave me, and I couldn't afford to down myself. It somehow worked.

After he finished cooking, he sat beside me. I looked at him and found him looking at me. I coughed.

"You already finished reviewing this?" he asked.

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