LOGINBLUE, RED, GREY, AND GREEN WERE IN THE CAFETERIA FOR LUNCH. They were chatting and laughing, except for Red, who rarely spoke. He quietly listened to his friends.
The four of them were taking the same course: Business Administration, majoring in Finance. They had known each other since elementary school, forming a strong and lasting friendship. “I have a new friend. She’s coming here to join us,” Blue said, steering the conversation in a different direction. “She? I smell something good. Another meal to savor?” Grey teased, earning a sharp glare from Red. He scratched his head sheepishly. “Sorry.” “She’s my friend. And don’t you dare disrespect her, or you’ll have to deal with me,” Blue warned. Red smiled secretly upon hearing his twin’s words. He sat beside Blue, while Green sat across from him. “Then who is she?” Green asked, frowning. “She’s already here.” Blue stood up and looked toward the approaching figure. “Katleya!” Red turned to look at the girl, scratching his head. He remembered what had happened in the garden yesterday. He felt embarrassed, as he had spent the entire night thinking about it. “Wow! Miss Montenegro is in the house,” Green said in awe as he watched the young woman approach. “When did you meet her, Blue?” Grey whispered. “Yesterday in the garden,” Blue replied. Katleya arrived at their table without hesitation, showing complete trust in her new friend. Blue stood and placed an arm around her. “Hi, Kat. Meet my friends. This is Grey, the most flirtatious and handsome one in the group. That’s Green, the youngest and most athletic. And that grumpy guy who looks like me? Look at him. Just overreacting, right? I even forgot his name. All I remember is he’s mean to me.” “Hi,” Katleya greeted politely. “Hello, Miss Swalla,” Grey said. “Miss Montenegro,” Green added. “Have a seat,” Blue offered. He guided Katleya to his previous seat and grabbed a new chair to sit beside her. “Have you eaten? I’ll get your order.” “Wow! A gentleman,” Grey teased, exchanging high-fives with Green. “Stop teasing me,” Blue said. “I know both of you think Blue has plans for me, but I know he’s sincere and real. I trust him,” Katleya said. “Agreed.” Blue smiled at her. “And I won’t break the trust you’ve given me. That’s a promise.” Red’s eyes widened at his twin’s unusually serious tone. “Noted,” Katleya replied, turning to face Red. “Hi, Red.” Red simply nodded and remained silent. Then he stood up, intending to leave. He still felt awkward around her. “Red,” Katleya called out. He turned, raising an eyebrow. “What?” “W-Where are you going? Can’t you stay a bit longer?” “I have no reason to stay. Shall I go?” he replied coldly, turning and starting to walk away. Blue stood up. “Red!” Red turned and glared at his twin, making Blue nervous. He walked toward Blue and, once he reached him, placed a hand on his shoulder. “What? Didn’t you say you forgot my name?” Red asked. Blue scratched his head. “Tsk! I remember now. Drive me home later, okay? And just so you know, I told Grandma about you did to me.” “And?” Red chuckled. “Prepare yourself. She’s going to scold you,” Blue said, grinning. Red tapped Blue’s arm twice. “I’m always ready, crybaby. Can I go now?” Blue shrugged off Red’s hand. “Aren’t you scared?” “Why should I be? Grandma loves me,” Red replied. “She loves me more than you,” Blue said confidently, knowing how much their grandmother adored him. “That’s what you think,” Red countered, glancing at Katleya. “I’m leaving. Sorry about my behavior.” Without waiting for a response, Red walked away. Deep inside, he admitted to himself that he wasn’t ready to face her yet. •• BLUE SAT DOWN with a frown, visibly annoyed that his brother didn’t seem the least bit intimidated by his words. He wanted Red to fear him, just once. “What’s wrong with you?” Katleya asked, laughing softly as she looked at him. Blue slammed his hand on the table. “Annoying. He didn’t even flinch at what I said. Tsk! You haven’t eaten yet, right? I’ll get us some food.” “I’ll come with you,” Katleya offered, standing up. “Sure.” At the counter, while Katleya picked out her meal, Blue casually draped an arm around her shoulders. The students behind them began whispering and secretly taking photos. Both Blue and Katleya were well-known on campus, making their closeness a hot topic. “I want pasta and strawberry tea,” Katleya said to the cashier, handing over her money. Blue stopped her. “This cafeteria belongs to us, so your meal’s on me,” Blue said, winking at the cashier. “Just put it on my tab, miss.” “Got it, Sir Blue,” the cashier replied. “They might lose money that way. Every centavo has value,” Katleya said. “And you have value to me,” Blue replied with a grin, winking at her. Katleya smiled. “You’re really good at those lines.” “Of course,” Blue said, his smile widening as he spotted someone approaching. “Selena’s coming. Delicious.” “I’m happy to witness your transformation into a villain,” Katleya teased, laughing. “Sh*t! I’m getting hard, Kat. Wait for the order here; I’ll go talk to Selena,” Blue said, walking over to the girl. He immediately put an arm around her. “How’s it going, Selena?” “Missing you,” Selena replied with a sly smile. “Later?” Blue suggested. “What about now?” Selena whispered, her boldness clearly affecting him. “You’re tempting me, aren’t you?” “Blue,” Katleya called, holding the tray of food she had ordered. “It’s ready.” “W-Wait,” Blue stammered, turning back to Selena. “Tell your naughty thoughts to calm down. I’ll be back after I eat with Kat.” “Okay. I’ll wait for you,” Selena replied coyly. Blue gave her a quick hug before returning to Katleya. He took the tray from her hands, and they walked back to their table together. “Enjoy your meal,” Blue said as Katleya sat down. “I will. Thanks,” she replied, beginning to eat. The group watched her with amusement. “Have you had a boyfriend before, Miss Swalla?” Grey asked. “Yes, for two and a half years,” Katleya answered. “What a lucky guy,” Green remarked. Katleya paused, looking up from her food. “If you’re thinking we did the things you’re imagining, we didn’t.” “W-What?” Grey stammered, stunned. Katleya smiled. “Love isn’t all about s*x.” “Okay, but why did you break up?” “He turned out to like men,” Katleya replied with a smile, glancing at Blue. “He likes you.” “What? Where is he? I’ll deal with him,” Blue said, feigning anger. Katleya laughed. “He moved to L.A. They migrated a year ago after we broke up.” “What a waste,” Blue said, pouting. … THE GATES OF the Montenegro Mansion swung open as the twins drove in Red’s sports car. Blue couldn’t stop grinning, thrilled at the thought of their grandmother, Rosa, scolding Red as promised. He had been eagerly anticipating this moment. The car came to a stop, and Red immediately stepped out. Blue, however, chose to stay inside for a moment, taking a deep breath as he prepared himself. He had a plan for revenge. Opening his Facegram account, he prepared to go live. He wanted everyone to witness his brother’s humiliation. A giggle escaped him as he imagined what might happen. Stepping out of the car, Blue started his live stream, unable to hide his giddy smile. “Hi to my BLUElicious fans! I’m here at our humble home. I want you all to witness my brother getting scolded live,” he said, pointing the camera toward Red, who was busy taking off his shoes. “You see, my twin here kicked me out of the car this morning. So rude, right? And since my motto in life is that revenge is sweet, I decided to get even. But don’t copy me, okay? This is just me being me.” He chuckled and continued, “So, what I did was tell Grandma about it, and she promised me she’d scold him when we got home. And because I’m generous, I want you all to see him cry like a baby. So now, let’s go!” Blue followed Red inside, keeping him in the frame. He didn’t bother removing his shoes, excited to capture the moment. “Here we go, guys. There’s Grandma. She’s the one in the red dress—not the other one, she’s just our neighbor. Now Red’s walking toward her. The scolding begins in 3… 2… 1!” “Baby Red!” Rosa exclaimed, pulling Red into a hug—a moment clearly caught on camera. “Grandma! Didn’t you say you’d scold Red?” Blue blurted out, his voice loud. Rosa turned to him with a stern look and then glanced at the camera. “Here it comes, guys! She’s about to scold him. She probably just forgot,” Blue assured his audience. “Blue! You little rascal! Why did you bring your shoes into the house? Take them off immediately!” Rosa yelled. Blue kept the camera on her. “Grandma, scold Red first. I’m live, you know! Hi, BLLUElicious! Just wait a few seconds. She’s really going to do it. Promise.” The moment Blue noticed the stick in Rosa’s hand, he bolted out of the mansion, ending the live stream with a pout. Outside, he sighed and took off his shoes before walking back inside. “Grandma! You promised to scold Red!” Red smirked as he watched his brother, even sticking out his tongue to tease him. “Bleh your face!” Blue snapped. “What’s the one thing I always remind you?” Rosa asked firmly. “Don’t talk back to elders,” Blue recited, scratching his head. “But we’re only a minute apart! Tsk!” “It doesn’t matter. Now, both of you, get changed. I’ve cooked your favorites: kare-kare and pork sinigang.” “W-What?!” Blue exclaimed, turning to his brother. “Why’d you include his favorite sinigang, Grandma? I only requested kare-kare, didn’t I? Tsk!” Red draped an arm around Blue’s shoulders. “Next time, try harder when you tattle.” “Don’t touch me. I’m mad at you,” Blue grumbled. Red tightened his hold. “I love you.” “I’m not weak,” Blue retorted stubbornly, elbowing him. Red kissed him on the cheek. “I love you, Blue.” “Tsk! Fine. We’re good now.” The two laughed as they headed to their room to change, eager to dig into the food their grandmother had lovingly prepared for them.“MA’AM, I’VE SECURED IT,” a man said.They were inside a pitch-dark warehouse. Only the moonlight served as illumination. The woman stood silently by a window, deep in thought.The man’s eyes widened when he heard her sobbing—her, the one he called “Ma’am.” He wondered why she was crying when her outward persona never showed such vulnerability.“Ma’am, are you okay?” the man asked.“Why did you kill Red? I told you to kill Blue! Why Red?!” the woman shouted furiously, her voice trembling with rage.“I panicked. I had no choice! Just let it be… my job was clean.”The woman turned to face him. “Clean? Panicked? No choice?” She rushed him and slapped him repeatedly. She was not pleased with his answer. “I paid you a fortune. And you messed it up! You killed a good person! Not a demon!”“But I did shoot Blue too. At least that worked out.”“Yes! You shot him! But the question is, did he die? You killed the wrong one! You’re such a stupid criminal!”“I’m sorry, Ma’am. Next time, I’ll—”“Th
BLUE WAS IN front of the Quizo mansion. He planned to invite them to the Thanksgiving Party at the Scott Hotel, owned by Amber’s family, who was now the CEO of her family’s company. Since Katleya had left, Amber’s life had become more stable. He had managed to move on. In fact, he still kept in touch with her, and they were on good terms. Next week, he would fly to where she was.Blue got out of his car and walked to the Quizo gate, pressing the doorbell. He carried the invitation card he intended to give them. The housemaid opened the gate and let him in.Upon entering, he found Green and Purple in the living room. He smiled at the sight of them. He was happy to see that Purple was pregnant with Green’s child. Back then, they had bickered like cats and dogs, so he never imagined that the two were meant for each other.“Blue,” Green said.“Blue,” Purple said. She was the only one not angry with him, still acknowledging him because she understood him.“Purple, Green, I hope everyone’s
“BABY GIRL,” Black said.He went to find Grey at the De Elleonor restaurant. Grey was already waiting there. They had been apart for almost three months. No matter what flirty tricks Black tried, none of them worked anymore. Grey had been hurt when Black had pushed him away at the moment he needed him the most.“Will you stop? You’re not funny anymore,” Grey said irritably.“I just want you to understand me. I did that because—”“Because you were ashamed of me.” Grey cut him off, looking straight into his eyes. Tears welled up. “It’s that simple. I needed you that night, but you pushed me away like I was some stray cat. That was enough evidence to prove you couldn’t be relied upon when I needed you.”“Baby girl, I was scared.” Tears ran down Black’s face. “You know that.”“I was too,” Grey said firmly, pointing at his ex. “But I fought. I fought for my love for you. I even left, but what? You couldn’t even help me. You could’ve stayed with me for just one night, but you didn’t because
“ZYRIELLE, COME HERE,” Melchora said coldly. She had just returned from a guesting on a talk show. As Grey sat on the sofa, she placed some photos in front of him. Grey’s eyes widened at what he saw. They were pictures of him and Black holding hands in a hotel. His father had just arrived home, having come from outside. His parents had arrived almost together, but his father had stayed behind to sort out the car. “These came from your father’s friend. Check-in at a five-star hotel with a model named Blackarlito,” Melchora slammed the small table in front of them. “Holding hands! What is this, Zyrielle?!” “You weren’t raised to date someone of your own gender,” Carlo, his father, said. Grey remained silent. He hadn’t realized anyone had seen them. “You have nothing to say? Whatever relationship you have with him, stop it,” Melchora said angrily. “We’re not happy about this either,” Carlo added. “I love him,” Grey said, lowering his head. He was afraid of his parents. Melchora s
TWO MONTHS HAD passed since Katleya had gone far away. There had been no communication from her family because of the last message she sent to Black. She had said she had arrived safely at her destination and that there was no need to worry. She also informed them that she would not contact them for the time being. Her family trusted her completely, so they were confident that she was happy in California.Purple was currently at the mall, shopping for personal items. As she looked for a store, she raised an eyebrow upon seeing Fuchsia holding hands with a man. As far as she knew, Fuchsia was Black’s girlfriend.When Fuchsia and the man entered a restaurant, Purple followed them. To avoid being recognized, she took a hat from her bag and put it on. She entered the restaurant to observe them. Something felt off. She suspected they were deceiving her brother—and she wasn’t going to allow it.“My brother is perfect for you to deceive. If my suspicion is right…” Purple muttered angrily to
“We understand you, Kat. Just be careful there, okay? Promise us you’ll be fine,” Ezmeralda said.“I will, Mom. Please don’t worry about me.”“What time are you leaving?” Purple asked.“8:30 AM is my plan. I should be out of the house by then.”Black’s eyes widened, and he glanced at the clock. “It’s already 6:20! Start packing. I’ll take you.”“No. Don’t take me anymore. I’ll only get sadder. Let Amber do it,” Katleya said.“Wait, Kat? Isn’t Amber your boyfriend? How can you still love Blue?” Ezmeralda asked.Purple raised a brow. “True. I didn’t think of that. My summa cum laude brain wasted on a cheap theory like this. I’m useless. I guess I need a better cemetery.”Everyone laughed at Purple’s commentary. Once they settled down, Katleya explained everything about her and Amber. Her parents understood, but they also felt sorry for Amber because they saw how much he loved her.Hours later, Amber arrived. The family escorted Katleya outside the mansion. Purple carried two suitcases.







