THIRD PERSON POVThe music was blasting so hard na halos gumalaw yung sahig ng bar. Lasers lights everywhere, people dancing, shouting, living their best lives. But amidst all that chaos, there was one person who looked like he didn’t belong.Elian was sitting on the corner booth, holding a glass of iced tea, looking around awkwardly. Suplado? No. Hindi lang talaga siya sanay sa ganitong lugar. Tahimik lang siya, nakatitig sa kawalan, tapos paminsan-minsan ay ngingiti nang tipid kapag may kumakausap sa kanya. Innocent. Ganoon siya. White polo shirt, maong pants, malinis tignan, parang lalaking hindi marunong manakit.“Bro, uminom ka naman! Birthday mo ‘to oh!” sigaw ng friend niya pero umiling lang si Elian.“Hindi ako sanay eh. Saka bawal sa akin,” sagot niya nang mahina. Mababa ang boses, malambing pakinggan.That was when the door opened.Pumasok si Zara. And just like that, the whole room seemed to stop for a second. She was wearing a black leather crop top and high-waisted shorts
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