Chapter XVI: AMINA

The first afternoon class schedule had finally dismissed.

“Where is the food?” Yana asked, prettying up herself with liptint and powder. I suddenly realized that I forgot to fulfill what she had asked me before I came to school.

“I will just treat you.” I said, making her not to feel betrayed. That’s the expression I described when I forgot to do what she asked for.

“You know what,” Yana made me feel nervous every time she uttered that line, “our teacher, Sir Bienamino, is kinda mysterious. Just saying.”

“What do you mean? That he is gay?” I stood and arranged the chair.

“No. He is not. He looks so manly and mysterious though.” She had our final soundful pout to make her lipstick even.

Yana continued. “We have not seen him before. Well, he might be a new hire in the university. But I could not explain what I feel. There is something..”

“Something in your stomach becoming empty and your head is even emptier. You are jus