A Day in Mhorfell Academy (Compilation of One-Shots)

Daddy

ALEX'S POV

"Dear, Ms. Cromello. Ever since you stood up for that student in front of the decarchy, I can't help thinking of your bravery every day. I'm not really someone as popular as the other boys that are trying to pursue you, but I wish my sincerity is..."

"Shut up, Renneisme! Seriously. Pang-ilan na 'yang binabasa mo?" iritable kong tanong sa kanya. Sinarado ko na ang tinitingnan kong magazine at prenteng minata siya. Simula nang matapos ang klase at bumalik dito sa Queen Anne's, salitan nilang binabasa nina Dereen at Fiacre ang mga love letter at card na kasukbit ng mga bulaklak at regalong natanggap ko at nasa locker ko. Mas nakadagdag pa sa umay ko ang ma-drama nilang pagbigkas dito at pag-akto nila na para bang isang lousy play ng Romeo and Juliet. 

Ew. Hindi ba sila kinikilabutan sa pinaggagagawa nila? 

I didn't even notice that they took it! I even tried my best not to pass by the lockers so that I couldn't be humiliated further! Every time I go out of the room, the students were all gossiping about the spilling number of letters and cards in my locker! I mean, no offense for the sincere people who sent me these but I would've accepted them properly if they approach me head-on. Sneaking their way to my locker or to our dorm is not really a definition of head-on, don't you think? 

It makes me look like an ungrateful bitch, yes. But I never said I'm not grateful for them liking me. I'm even surprised they do! After everything that happened with those Heads, it almost has taken me aback to know that someone would actually be courageous to tell me what they feel. If there's one thing that is greater than any opponent, it's the emotion that your heart beats with. 

Napahilot na lang ako ng sentido at dinampot ang baso ko ng kape upang humigop dito para ako na lang ang kabahan sa kabaliwan ng mga 'to. "You know what? Just give them away or donate them, please. Wala akong paglalagyan ng mga 'yan at hindi ko rin mapapakinabangan ang mga 'yan." Halos makiusap na ako sa kanila ngunit nananatili pa rin ang mga malisyosong ngiti nila at mas naging determinado pa sa pagkalkal ng mga regalong kung iisipin ay sa akin in-address. 

I can feel a headache kicking out of this Valentine's craze and no massage could ease it. Knowing I won't stand a chance against the schemes of these three, I put down my mug. I threw my hands off and rolled my eyes over from them. Ipinatong ko na lang sa lamesa ang babasahin at akmang tatayo na nang harangin ako ni Fiacre na kagat-kagat pa ang tsokolateng nakuha niya sa ilang karton. 

"Hapon na, Alex. Are you actually sleeping at this time right now? Masisira ang body clock mo! Insufficient sleep and rest can cause you wrinkles! Warts!" natatarantang aniya na akala mo'y isang malaking paglabag sa batas ang pagsiyesta sa hapon. Ang mga matatanda nga iyon ang madalas ginagawa, ako pa kayang estudyante na araw-araw may klase at nag-aaral sa isang eskwelahan ng mga gangster sa liblib na lugar? Kahit na ba may Escape ako, hindi naman ibig sabihin n'on 'e ligtas na ako sa antok at pagod.