“Spacing out again?” Alec inquired when he saw Jerson had fallen again in his pool thoughts for the fifth time. Alec leaned his back on the couch before he threw the document on the table. “All the documents you ask for are compiled in that folder.” Alec looked Jerson in his eye and continued, “Are you sure you’ll continue? You could just drop out.”   Alec examined the whole room and found out that the interior design hadn't changed even one bit. With Jerson’s preferences, this was just as Alec expected it to be. Jerson didn’t like changing the floor plans of his room. Jerson would instead stick at the current than adapt to the new one. He’d say his most used iconic line: “Too troublesome.”    Indeed, it is true that adapting to change is problematic yet mandated especially to businesses as they wouldn’t grow and survive if they

The next few days were a living hell for Jerson. He didn't get a good night's sleep for the next few nights after Alec informed him that Vishnu might join their team for their school's criminal investigation. He looks out of his bedroom window. The sun was setting brightly, but this did nothing to improve his already sour mood. He let out a sigh and decided to continue closing his eyes. He wished that he’ll be able to enjoy peaceful days from this day onward.   A loud knock woke him up after a while. It appears that the person who is banging on his apartment door has the intention of ruining it. Jerson's eyes twitched in irritation as his face darkened. He was having a difficult time keeping the irritation from thriving inside him. In the end, he gets out of bed and makes his way to the front door, ready to curse whoever pushed his temperance to the limit.  

“Is this standard practice?” Tyler asked as he saw Jerson slanted his back at the couch.   Begetting so much thought in his mind, Jerson couldn’t answer instantly. He only stopped contemplating the circumstances he’d been facing when he felt uncomfortable by Tyler’s stares. He clicked his tongue before turning to Tyler.    “What?” Jerson asked, slightly flabbergasted.   “You’re so out of it,” Tyler commented. “What do you wanna drink? Beer as usual?” Tyler consulted again. This time, Jerson nodded and decided to pay more attention to the man he was currently with. In fact, he decided to go to this bar to forget about everything, but, instead of distracting himself, here he was still in deep thought about what the Prosecutor declared. He really needed a break from his di

Warning: violence, expresses suicidal intentions, and abuseThe whole boulevard exudes a serene and peaceful atmosphere. Life near the countryside is as vigorous as life living in the capital. Every person had some business they were regulating: some were unwinding, gazing at the sky while sitting on a seat outside the café; some students in their uniforms were laughing with their friends on their way home; most were on the street giving people a pamphlet to promote their derivatives. Laughter and the eolian sound coming from the wind were soothing. A day without a catastrophe is undoubtedly benign. At the end of the capital, a young man who was on his way home was hugging a pile of books and unexpectedly bumped into the man who was silently standing in the corner outside the public library. Being as thin as those cover girls, the young man had nearly fallen. He was sure he would have fallen if he had not supported himself by grabbing the man’s arm.

“Are you sure this is the place?” Vishnu asks as he avoids banging at other people’s bodies. The bar was thronged with people and most of the customers were in their mid 20's. Nonetheless, even though the bar is crowded, there aren’t any cynical people at all. “Red said this is the place. Also, Leon seems to be hiding here. He’s waiting for you,” Farah retorted. Vishnu’s indifference immediately faltered as he heard Leon’s name. That kid was miserable and he felt amiable towards Leon. He knew him for almost 9 years as they were blockmates in college. He was well-off but he never received any form of affection from any of the members of his family. “I can’t believe you still have a connection with him. I thought you two were over when what happened to your parents happened,” Farah added. She sighed before peering at the dance floor where most people were dancing wildly. “His parents were the re