Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

Mention

Our game goes by and with all our hard work every practice, we reach the semifinals. Though, we are so close to the Ateneo team standing, we could say that we are still advanced when it comes to strategies especially in the last game.

Dagdag pa ang nakakainis na outside spiker nila. Hindi ko rin alam kong bakit ginagawa niya 'yon. Gago ang tangina.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" my forehead creased when I read the one comment during my live in tiktok app.

Nagsulputan ang sunod-sunod na comments tungkol sa relationship status ko.

I shrugged. "Wala, wala akong girlfriend..." I chuckled. "Busy, eh. I have no time for that." I said and continued fixing my guitar.

I scrolled through my screen phone and read some comments. "Civil engineer is hard but if you have the spirit to work hard, well, you can do it though."

I lifted my chin using my fist and continue to engage with the people watching my live. May isa pang nagtanong kung girlfriend ko ba raw si Prezie.

"Stop it," I laughed, entertained with their sentiments. "Kapag kayo narinig no'n, mandidiri lang ang babaeng 'yon."

"You guys should support her books instead. Magaling magsulat 'yon." I told them when the conversation faded about Prezie. "May bago siyang sinusulat ngayon."

Prezie as a writer is known. Not by her username but with her true self. Hindi siya nakatago sa likod ng pahina ng bawat libro.

It was her dream ever since so there's no point to hide according to her. She wants to be known by herself. Ayaw niyang nakatago siya sa isang pader na magigiba lang din naman.

The live lasted for two hours. I ended it with the La La Lost You by Niki electric guitar performance because they have been requesting that for a while but since I am busy with practices and school stuffs, I didn't respond to their request immediately.

During the song, I recorded it using my other phone so I could upload it on my account for those who failed to join my live show.

Napakurap ako sa swivel chair ko nang dumaan ulit sa wall ko ang account ni Uno. He is selling another product on his wall. This time, it was a... white sando.

He was wearing the one sando maybe for testing, and he was lowkey flexing his biceps. And when I saw the comments, it was bombarded with "Can I buy the seller instead?" and "Done check out, can I have the seller as the freebies?"

He's using his physique to gain costumers, huh. Well, that is somehow good marketing strategy. Besides, he didn't force his costumer to buy.

I hate him but not this one. He's just working for a living anyway.

Kahit pa gaano ko siyang kinaiinisan sa laro, I can't bring myself to hate the same person when it comes to this. Yes, I hate him for a shallow freaking smile reason but I can't hate him for working his ass off just to make a living.

I was about to sleep when I received a message from Tres.

From: Tres Damien Polrejas
Nasa baba kami. Late night stroll. Bring your sports bike.

I clicked typing button and sent him a reply.

To: Tres Damien Polrejas
The fuck. I was about to sleep, dude.

To: Tres Damien Polrejas
I'm going anyway.

Tumayo ako sa kama at nag-ayos. I wore my black leather jacket, white shirt underneath and just a grey sweatpants before going downstairs.

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