eighteen

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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN




"Chanyeollie~"


"Happy birthday, Chanyeol! Eto nagbake ako ng cake!"


"Chanyeol? Sorry na, hindi ko na yayakapin yung life sized rilakkuma mo."


"Chanyeol, Chanyeol, Chanyeol!"


"Chanyeol, inagaw ni Jongin yung boxer ko."


"Hoy, Chanyeol! Picturan mo nga ako, ipopost ko sa Instagram mamaya!"


"Chanyeol, gusto ko magpiano."


"Congrats, Chanyeol! Hindi ka binatukan ni Kyungsoo ngayong araw!"


"Yeol? Magkaibigan tayo, hindi ba?"


"Chanyeol.. do you trust me?"


"I love you, bestfriend!"




Palipat lipat nang tingin si Chanyeol. Linibot niya yung tingin niya sa lugar kung nasaan siya at walang tao, it's plain white here. At tanging boses lang ni Baekhyun ang naririnig niya.


"Baekhyun? Baekhyun!" sigaw ni Chanyeol sa buong lugar. "Nasaan ka ba?!"


Chanyeol almost gave up dahil wala talagang tao, paulit ulit lang ang boses ni Baekhyun sa buong lugar. Nasaan ba ako?


Baekhyun's voice slowly faded, it was replaced by a long silence. Nagtataka na si Chanyeol. Ano bang ginagawa ko dito?


"Chan," someone called and Chanyeol looked at his back and he saw Baekchan.


"Baekchan? Anong ginagawa mo dito?" linapitan ni Chanyeol si Baekchan. She just smiled sweetly.


"Nagpapaalam?" she answered with a wide smile on her face.


Nangunot ang noo ni Chanyeol, "Nagpapaalam? Ha? Bakit?"


"It doesn't matter anymore, Yeol," Baekchan stepped forward. "Makikita mo parin naman ako."


"Ang gulo mo," Chanyeol said.


"No," Baekchan shook her head. "Ikaw ang magulo. Aminin mo man o hindi, naguguluhan ka."


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