[Johan's POV]
Travelling. New places. New faces.
His right leg bounced excitedly as he stared at the wide rice fields of Pampanga outside the window. While it was no different from the greenery he's accustomed to see in Zambales, there's a rush of thrill in his chest whenever he spotted enormous billboards that were never present in the City of Olongapo.
Johan bobbed his head at the pop music that flittered out of his earbuds. He mouthed the lyrics without making any sound, just letting the feels vibe into his soul, detoxifying any terrible experiences he had as of late.
Wait, no. He should look depressed once he faced a psychiatrist later. Why was he acting happy too soon?
With a grunt, Johan changed his playlist to a compilation of heartbreaking music. He had those kinds of music stored in his phone in case he needed to be sad. Johan began to question his sanity and reconsidered an actual check up to his mental state.
