Ethan Alexander Reyes Point of View"Bro, kung gusto mong ma-reset ang utak mo, mag-tequila ka. Huwag mong pigilan." Mike raised his shot glass at me with that teasing grin of his, then downed the drink like water.I barely touched mine.The bar was dim, bathed in warm golden lights—quiet inside, compared to the busy streets outside. It was already 10 PM when we arrived at one of the most expensive bars in the city. People were laughing, drinking, letting the night take over. But me? My mind was somewhere else.Still stuck on one person.Still stuck on her."You're unusually quiet tonight," Mike said, leaning back in our corner booth. “Hindi ikaw ’to.”I let out a dry laugh and finally drank half the shot.“Mira,” I muttered. “Mira Dela Cruz.”Mike raised an eyebrow. "Who's she? Hindi si Anna? Or that girl from Marketing?"I shook my head. “No. She’s different. I met her – no, actually, I insulted her yesterday. Sa park.”“She has this fire in her eyes, bro,” I said, sipping again.
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