The captain of Volleyball Club Vs. The captain of Basketball Club, which one has the right to use the court? The story of the two people who always make everything a competition until they made a bet. The first one to fall inlove will be the loser a...
They say... Roses is an expression of love. Actually, I hate it. Maybe because my childhood friend loves it. Sa sobrang pagmamahal nya sa mga rosas na tinanim nya, minsan nakakalimutan nya na ako.
Pero hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit hindi ko matandaan ang mukha niya. Sa tuwing aalalahanin ko yung mga araw na magkasama pa kami, blurred lagi yung mukha nya. Weird pero totoo.
Napahinto ako sa paglalakad papasok ng gate ng school dahil sa lumipad na petal ng pulang rosas sa sapatos ko. Dinampot ko iyon at tumingin kung saan nanggaling iyon.
Nakita ko ang isang lalaking kapareho ng aking uniporme. Dinidiligan nya ang mga rosas at habang ginagawa iyon, may ngiti syang matamis sa kanyang mga labi.
He looked so happy...
Napaiwas ako ng tingin dahil lumingon sya sa akin. Nagsimula na ako muling maglakad at binalak na wag na syang tignang muli pero...
"Hey. You can have this." Napalingon ako at nakita syang may hawak na isang rosas. May dugo pa nga ang daliri nya dahil siguro pagkabunot nya nung rosas, nasugatan sya sa tinik nun.
"R-Really? But why?" He smiled at me and scratched his nape like he was not sure of what he's about to say.
"I just feel like... You also love roses." Hindi ko alam pero somehow, he reminds me of someone I really miss right now.
Tuluyan ko syang hinarap at dahan dahang kinuha ang rosas na nasa kamay nya.
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And that's when I met the guy who I will hate for the rest of my life.
