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Chapter 2: Beyond Redemption
Two days after my declaration of love to Elias Montejo aka Poseidon, here I am, working as a student assistant at the faculty office of the College of Arts and Social Sciences. This would have been a great plan, except for the fact that most of the time I spent here is doing actual Student Assistant work!
Ilang pages na ba ang naphotocopy ko? I even have to wash the mugs used by the visitors of the dean! IfI would have smacked their faces with these mugs if this was not part of the plan! But what can I do? this would not raise suspicion.
This is perfect, only if Poseidon stayed a lot here. Pero hindi eh, pinakamahaba na siguro ang limang minutong pamamalagi niya rito, which is something I didn't think of from the start. Yes, he's just a lecturer but what the hell? I cannot even complain!
Pinunasan ko ang kamay gamit ang panyo ko matapos ilapag ang mga hinugusang baso. I heard someone cleared a throat from behind me kaya agad akong napalingon, somewhat disappointed that it's not Posei.
"Hi, Sir!" bati ko. It was Paulo Cuizon, an associate professor. Matinik sa mga babae, kasi feeling niya pinadala siya sa mundo para magpakilig. His trademark move? Brush his hair with his fingers. Of course, as part of my act, I researched a lot about the faculty and staff in my college.
"Star!" nakangiting sabi niuya, sabay suklay ng daliri sa kanyang buhok. "You're working hard, huh?"
Nginitian ko siya kahit labag iyon sa loob ko. "Oo nga po, eh."
Obvious ba?
"Grabe ka naman sa 'po'", sagot niya at mas lalong nagpa-cute.
Go away.
"Ganoon po talaga," nakangiti pa ring sabi ko.
"I don't think we're far in terms of age, Star. I didn't see that guy hanging around you lately," puna niya, pertaining to Tristan.
Just go die.
And speaking of Tristan, he's probably discarded already after he served his purpose.
"Naku, sir. Ayon sumakabilang bahay na." They won't know Tristan is already dead, by now. The Capo's men already took him down after he stabbed me.
"So, you're single?" tanong niya, obviously trying to flirt. Kung wala lang kami sa faculty office, malamang basag na ang mukha niya. I would have already signaled the men watching us somewhere to kill him in this instant. That "cute" act is actually disgusting. Alam ba ng mga lalaki na hindi bagay sa kanila ang magpa-cute?
Napakamot ako sa ulo at pasimpleng naghanap ng daan upang makaalis doon. Unfortunately, nakaharang siya sa pinto, so I can not leave without walking past him, kaya nakipag-plastikan na lamang ako sa kanya.
"Unfortunately, after being dump, yes."
He smiled, iyong ngiting nakakaloko and that very moment I think of nothing but ripping that smile off his face. "Wanna have coffee?"
