Mikey Manila Novels & Stories

Metro Manila, June 2016 Magnus Zumatra leaned against the balcony railing of his penthouse apartment in Makati, watching the city lights twinkle below like scattered diamonds. At thirteen, he was already taller than most of his classmates, his dark hair cut short, his brown eyes serious beyond his years. The brace on his left leg was lighter now, more of a support than a necessity, but it still reminded him every day of the fall that had changed his life.

My eyebrows met even more. "I don't even know him." I said because it's true. If Mien hadn't spoken earlier, I wouldn't have remembered her as my blockmate. And especially her boyfriend I just heard the name. "Galvez!" In the quiet room, atty's Diaz's call on my last name echoed. I immediately stood up straight and rested both my hands on either side of me before taking a deep breath. "In the case of people of the Philippines vs. Manaligod in 2018, what was the issue?" He asked seriously as he arranged the index cards in his hand.