The bell rings and my foot automatically strode its way up to the rooftop.

Kailangan kong ikalma ang sarili ko dahil bagsak nanaman ako sa exams.

I halted as I saw a guy sitting at my favorite spot. I balled my fist as I walked to him.

Naka-de kuwatro ang upo niya habang may iginuguhit.

“Sino ka? Anong ginagawa mo dito?” Pinaningkitan ko siya ng mata at nahagip ng tingin ko ang sketchpad na hawak niya.

“Interesado ka?” tanong niya at inabot sa‘kin.

Nakakunot kong tinignan ang mga larawan. Shit. My heart suddenly started beating rapidly.

Hindi ako nakasagot sa halip ay tinitigan ko siya ng maigi. His features. His innocent look. His white skin. His wet lips. I even watched his adam's apple move as he swallowed. His brown rounded orbs fixated on mine.

I pinned my hair behind my ear. His gaze trailed down on my lips to my slender body. He stopped, looking down there.

“B–Bakit ganiyan ka makatingin?” My chest feels like it has caged wild and uproarimg thunders between night skies.

“You started it, bunny.” A lop-sided smile and I almost thank all gods for failing my exams. Piercings on his ears made him look hotter.

“Bunny? I’m not a pet, you jerk!” I hissed, obviously trying to escape from his intimidating stares.

“Pwede bang umalis ka na lang dito?” saad ko.

“Do you own this?”

“No, but it's my secret place.”

“Yeah, can’t we share secrets then?”

“Jerk!” Padabog akong umupo sa tabi niya at ibinalik ang drawings niya.

I abruptly took off the bandage from my wrist. Kinuha ko ang lapis mula sa bulsa ko at pinagtutusok ang sariwa pang sugat nito.

“Pfft.” I heard him wheezed. Nilingon ko siya at umiling-iling lang siya habang tinititigan ang tumutulong dugo ko sa sahig.

“What are you laughing at?” tanong ko habang mas ibinabaon pa sa sugat ko ang lapis.

“Are you a masochist or what? You look desperate.”

He continued laughing. Mukhang natutuwa talaga siya sa nakikita niya. Bakit ba ako nagtataka? His dark arts says it all.

“And what if I am.”

“I can make you feel more than just pain.” he frantically stated.

Napaawang ang mga labi ko sa narinig.

Ever since I went in highschool, I always come up to hurting-myself-measures. I don’t know but I feel pleasure with every pain—not caring about the scars I will get.

He ripped a page from his sketchpad and stood up.

“Close your mouth, or I might put my **** inside.” he smirked for the nth time.

Kinuha ko ang papel na inaabot niya at umalis siya ng ‘di ko man lang natanong kung anong pangalan niya.

Tinitigan ko ang iba’t-ibang posisyon na iginuhit niya. Putting foreign objects at female’s genitals is his thing, hmm. A fucking psychopath.

I saw an address at the bottom of the paper.

“Tonight @ 8pm. Hop in, bunny.”

Thank you for reading! Keep safe~