Our conversation ended with that, as Taddeio did not get what I was conveying. I had no idea how to open a new one because he was still busy thinking about what I meant earlier. I thought that he would successfully transport it in his mind, but it's only a guess. I mean, it was an indirect way of saying that we're officially together now. I don't know if I expressed it completely, but I think that I made it understandable and easy to process. He was too serious, and it was awkward too. I looked at him and just decided to enjoy the view. He has a perfect jawline and a pointed nose, two things that every human being in this world is dying for. Well, who isn't? I shouldn't say that in the first place. Look at our situation now. We're in the same room, but I can't feel the presence of Taddeo, either him or me. I sighed loudly to get his attention and to advise him that there was someone in this room too. But, he didn't even throw a glance or say anything. Was he still stuck there? What a n

Night had passed and there were no signs of Taddeio. I went to school without having much sleep as I was concerned about his whereabouts. Several hours had flown by and still, he did not contact me. I know that I should not be worried, but I can't stop myself from feeling this way. Sighs. This is why I'm anxious about having someone that I'm comfortable with, because I know that in the future, this will happen. And I'm not wrong about that. It happened. I have doubts not only about Taddeio, but also about myself. You only knew him for less than a month, Merchaiass, and you put your trust in him. This is not you. Perhaps my soul has been switched. Huh. Now you know how to joke this time. I am now sitting under the tree at the back of my department building. I have classes today, but I'm not looking forward to them. I am fed up with everything that has happened in my life now. Do I deserve to undergo this kind of suffering? Is this my punishment all along? To be forgotten and easily dece

I was brought to consciousness when I felt a decisive splash of water thrown right in my face. I could feel my body responding to it and I was still catching my breath. One by one, all of my senses got back, but I can barely see things and my hearing isn't good either—probably because the water got in. Because of the combined force of these intense events, I can feel my lips quiver. No, my entire body. I slowly tilted my head to see who did it. I cannot see his face as he's hiding behind a mask, but I can see his lips turning into a grin when he sees how mad I am. I can tell by its physique that it is a man. He moved his feet and started walking towards me. When he's satisfied with the distance between us, he stops and pulls my hair back, which leaves me to look up. Even though it hurts, I can't feel it anymore. My body went into the highest stage of numbness earlier, and I did not know what to do to feel the pain. He pulled it back harder to the extent that I could hear the cracks in

I just keep on nuzzling Taddeio’s neck. I don’t know, but I got addicted to it. There’s something about his smell that attracts me, and at the same time, it’s comforting. We’re sitting on the couch and his arm is all over my shoulder, gently tapping it as I continue to sniff him. He’s humming too, but I do not seem to catch what the song is by just listening to the tune. I literally have no idea when we arrived at the studio because I’m stuck on what happened. I got abducted and nearly faced my death. I’m not in the right state of mind to notice where we are going and the time. I wanted to ask him how he knew where I was exactly. I am nervous about asking him about things because I know that I’m scared to hear every word that will come out of his mouth. It scares me to think that it will be happening again soon.“Taddeio,” I call him.He answered me with a hum and looked straight into my eyes.These eyes... they seem to be longing for something I can't place. It’s powerful and beautif

I gasped when I saw a bag of blood inside of the Styrofoam. I’m feeling nauseous and I don’t think I can accept the upcoming surprises that it can provide. It smells awful that it is circulating all around the room. With the small amount of courage left, I picked up a small note behind the packet. It had been smudged with blood. My left hand made a move, and it directly covered my mouth when I read the note. It’s not that much, but when you’ve been kidnapped once and someone tried to deplete your existence. You will understand me. What did I do to deserve this? Having someone threatening your life makes you think twice about whether to believe it or disregard the idea that someone has given you a death threat.“You will not last. You will not escape this hell. And if you will, I will exert my abilities to find you, even in the deepest part of the underground. Hide Merchaiass. As you will always do.” It was written in blood. I tried to scrutinize the sides and back of the note, but th