It's You

The Same Guy

"Don't make me state the obvious." I droned.

Era rolled her eyes, "Well, knowing you, I know you'd never even have the slightest clue on who he is. Heck, you didn't even know who Mateus was." She then looked at me with sparkly eyes, a smile tugging on her lips.

I knew that look, that was the look she gave me when we first-- I mean, I first met Mateus during one of our class (who ended up being my best friend for some odd reason), so I braced myself for her lengthy lecture about heaven knows who.

"Joshua Hong, he's in the same year as us. He plays the guitar, and sometimes sing during our mass, and he's also the vice president of the choir, because that small guy over there named Wyn is the president." She started whilst pointing at the guy that was walking by the fountain.

If only I could mute Era's voice in my head, I'd willingly do that. She continued to lecture me on who this Joshua is, and how popular he is in almost 70% of the girls' population in our school. I obviously belong to the 30% of the group.

"He's really handsome and..." Is she still not done?

Fortunately, we were almost at the church, I can finally have peace and enjoy my quiet time. Era wouldn't stay long because I know she still have her class and Samuel is waiting for her at the cafeteria so I will be free from her once she had those paper signed.

***

"I'll see you later then." She waved her hand at me, leaving me alone here at the church.

I entered the church and went to my usual seat beside the open doors, where I can see the trees and flowers surrounding the church. The soft breeze blew, and I closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling. Inside this church, I was at peace; it was only me, and my books, and the world it has to offer.

Opening my eyes, I smiled with the calmness and stillness of the view outside the door. I then took my book from my bag, and started flipping through the pages, searching to where I stopped reading yesterday.

My movements came to a halt when I heard something from the second floor, I turned my head to where the noise came from and it came from the choirs' section. But I didn't see anyone up there.

Oh my God, am I being haunted or something?

Stop scaring yourself, Mika and calm down. Take deep breaths, in... I inhaled deeply, out... I exhaled slowly, that's it.

The noise slowly became clearer, and it finally dawned to me that someone is playing the guitar, probably tuning it because of the constant plucking.

After countless attempts in tuning the guitar, the plucking soon turned into strumming. The person strummed the guitar a few times, checking if it the tune is perfect.

Wait, what am I still doing here? If someone is here, then it means there will be a mass, I should get out of here before someone comes.

I was about to fix my things, but stopped midway when the person playing the guitar started singing.

I don't want another pretty face
I don't want just anyone to hold
I don't want my love to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful soul

I know that you are something special
To you I'd be always faithful
I want to be what you always needed
Then I hope you'll see the heart in me