Ynnah
"So, what would be our topic?" I asked while crossing my both arms and legs with my prepared notepad and pen that were placed above the table.
We are here in the school canteen discussing about what will be our topic in the case study that we will both do.
"I like cases about murders and any other crime issues, but that wasn't educational enough so we should think of other recent issues or topics that related to our rights. How about, human rights crisis in the Philippines? Was that fine with you?" he said while scanning his phone.
This man was very strange! Does he really like those cases of murders? Goodness! Even a bleeding wound, I am still frightened to look at.
"That's fine with me." I said as I jotted down on my notepad about the ideas he had said. "Do you have any social media account? I'll just add you so I can send to you the case link, later."
"No, I haven't," he answered which made me stilled in disbelief.
He hasn't.. what?
"Are you serious? You don't have one? Like Facebook account or Twitter? How about IG or email?" I asked once again.
He just shook his head which means, he hasn't any. What kind of creature is he why he doesn't have any social accounts? Maybe even the fetuses have social media accounts while he doesn't?
"Which planet did you came from and you don't have one?" I asked unbelievably. " You're unbelievable! Nerds do have that while you don't? Gosh! You are stressed." I said as I massaged my temple.
"I am not a fan of any social media accounts. I prefer reading books than wasting my time doing those stuff," he said as he devours the beefsteak he had ordered a while ago.
I just kept quiet and sip my juice when he suddenly gives his phone to me causing my eyebrows to rise.
"What is that?" I asked.
"Cellphone," he answered seriously.
Okay Ynnah, just calm down. Just think that he's an alien who's trying to annoy you, okay?
"I know that it's a phone, what I mean is why are you giving it to me? "I said and crossed my arms.
"Number."
"Number what?"
"Cellphone number. Put your cellphone number on my phone," he answered which made me rolled my eyes in annoyance.
Wow! He could speak directly to the point, but he still tortures me by guessing about what he means. This man is depressing!
I immediately took his phone which is still lying in front of me and typed my number on it before giving it back to him.
When he got his phone back, he immediately focused on his meal and never spoke again.
Such a very nice person.
How could he possibly do that? Being silent all the time? Doesn't he spit saliva? But that's okay though. I don't want to talk to him either.
"I am going," I said and stood up while organizing my belongings, but before I left I talked to him for the last time. "Don't you dare talk to me in class, except for personal matters, okay? Bye!" I said and leave.
I entered the classroom immediately because it was only twenty minutes for the next subject. While I was busy reading the book which was my usual hobby while waiting for our political science instructor someone tapped me on my shoulder. I almost jumped in great surprise when I saw that it was Eros.
"Think of a schedule so that we can talk," he said and sat down on his chair.
This man! How dare him talking to me in class? I just told him earlier that he should not talk to me unless it is important and related to our class!
I wasn't able to answer him when our instructor already entered our class. That's why I frowned as I listened to the lectures.
During the whole class, I was feeling this weirdness because on my side was Eros's strong presence which I detest. I could feel his gaze all over my neck which was covered by my hair. It's frightening because I know he's gazing at me again.
Why is that? It looks like there is something you should be afraid of. I don't understand why but that's what I feel when I know he's around even if he's near.
•
Two days had passed since the first day and Eros became my partner in our project. We have always been together for two days because of that case study which until now has not been completed.
We were a bit busy because of the assignments and projects we were doing but I didn't bother to complain. It also doesn't matter if I complain. I may even have turned out badly. The library looks already like my classroom because I am studying things that can be related to the case study we are doing.
My case study partner Eros is also busy. He typed everything I wrote on my notepad. He is wearing big eyeglasses while typing that I know have no grades. Well, props? It seems like that too. He is weird.
Occasionally, the surroundings get a little creepy every time that I'm with him. I don't understand, I feel like someone was watching over us. I know Eros's presence has been frightening for a long time but I felt something certainly unusual and creepy. Further, it wasn't from him.
I don't know? It's just that.
Thus, sometimes Eros keeps on reiterating his line about; "Think of a schedule so that we could talk, privately."
Seriously? He's infuriating!
"Hey, are you okay?" From gazing at my food I shifted my gaze to my older brother who now seems so anxious about my actions.
I was out of focus because of Eros. I am constantly oblivious whenever I think of him. When he came along, I am forfeiting my own. I don't understand? Since that day at the mall, then at school particularly in class and the fact that we're classmates for Pete's sake! And actually being partners in our case study project.
Since those moments, he has been messing up my system. Specifically, the weird quirk I often felt around me when he's with me.
"Francis?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you know Sy Family?" I asked.
Well, perhaps the Eros family is one of the big shareholders in our business company, yeah?
He shook his head. "How about in the business world? Do we have Sy investors? Clients, etc.?" I asked a series of questions.
"That's familiar but as far as I know, we haven't why?" he asked as he curiously gaze at me.
I just shook my head as my response."How come? He looks rich." I muttered to myself.
I don't know but he looks precise with gadgets and tools. Hmm, I just guess.
"What?" My older brother asked which I also ignored.
"Big bro, do you know Eros Michael Sy?" I asked once more.
"Why? Why you seem so interested in that person?" he asked me back.
"Bro, just answer me!" I retorted.
He thinks for a moment and suddenly acted like he had a light bulb on his head.
"I think I know him."
"Really? When and where?" I asked.
"He's the one who I saw outside our threshold the last time you got home not in the mood. That was last summer at eight in the evening if I'm not blundered. I thought it was your boyfriend. I would have let him in but, he just refused my offer nicely and told me not to tell you."
I was lulled in horror as my eyes dilated in incredulity.
What the hell?
How did he recognize our house and what the hell is he doing outside our threshold? Is he my stalker or something pertained to that?
I am not mistaken to assume of what he is.
That man is very strange, mysterious and bizarre! He even read my mind! He looks like a handsome alien who got lost here on earth!
Oh my! Is he an alien? That is not vague! That's what I had watched on TV, particularly in dramas! I still recognize the title! It's 'My Love from the stars' K-drama! Yes, that's it! But the only difference is that, Eros is more handsome than Mateo Do.
"Your boyfriend?" My older brother asked, which surprised me again.
"Hell no!" I immediately retorted.
And how did that boyfriend thingy get into our conversation?
"Then, what is he doing here that night? And why are you so interested in him? Well, for me? He isn't a bad choice, after all. I think he's better than your ex," he proceeded with his statement.
"Bro, I will never incline toward that person! As in never! He is very weird," and creepy. I was supposed to add that word but decided against it.
I know every girl finds him very attractive.
Well, physically he is very attractive but he is creepy. He is frightening, particularly in his presence and his eyes. When you look into his eyes which seem like a gem and a confusing dilemma, you think that you would be lost while just staring at it.
"Well, it's really weird to wear an all-black outfit. But if he is the one who wears it. It doesn't look like it." I just ignored what my older brother said.
My only real concern is who he is? What is he doing outside our threshold? And how did he find out about our house when I told him not to follow me? And what is that unusual feeling that I felt every time that I'm with him?
He is something mysterious.
I think I'm going crazy just thinking about it!
Oh c'mon, I don't want to think about him. It just made my head hurts.
After I ate my meal, I brushed my teeth immediately, and then I ascended to my room. The moment I entered my room, I immediately closed the door then dropped my body on my soft queen-sized bed.
There was a lot that has happened today, and much I have learned. But I still couldn't find the person I was looking for, and I was even more confused by the events happening around me, and it was all started in the mall incident.
Who are you, Eros Michael Sy? What do you need from me and why do you want to talk to me? What is your real role in my life?
With so many questions forming in my mind, I didn't realize that I already had fallen asleep.
•
I woke up to the faint noise outside, which is on the balcony of my room. Yes, my room has a balcony. The door to the balcony is a glass door.
Daddy made my room like that because I love star gazing every Halfmoon because it has tons of stars which I love to stare at every night.
I took the lampshade on my bedside table and glanced at the time, and it's still 2:35 am.
It's still early. I said in my mind.
I was about to go back to sleep when I heard the scratches outside on the balcony once again as my heart began to pound when I saw a shadow behind those curtains that covered the glass door.
Slowly I got up and walked towards the balcony's door and peeked at whoever was there but there's nothing but particular outside. I unconsciously touched the door latch as I took a deep breath and then gradually unlocked it.
I peeked through the slightly opened door and roam my eyes across the balcony and was alarmed to see a bulk of a muscular human body sitting on the railings of the porch.
I move out my body even more and slightly gaped at who that person was, but before I could finally see him, he unexpectedly jumped to the ground which surprised me.
I ran over the railings where he was sitting earlier and looked down at the ground which I also regretted the most. There is no bloody body was lying there but a pair of black and very beautiful wings.
My heart beats fast in pace when I saw that person who owns those two black beautiful wings. That face ...
"Eros?"
After I mentioned that name, there was something that passed through me that I didn't recognize if what was it because of its speed. When I turned my back I almost had a heart attack when I saw that person who had just been below.
He is now wearing his demise grin while gaping at my both eyes.
"E-Eros? W-what are you—" I was cut off of what I was about to say when his wings opened in an instant.
Oh my god! H-how did he— How come that he has—
I saw the color of his eyes were different, it wasn't the same eyes that I saw every time that he'll stare at me.
Hazel brown eyes with anger that draws in it. His hair color, his hair color matches with his eyes! He is very different from the Eros I've known. This Eros in front of me was making me more frightened to the fact that what I saw in his eyes were pure hatred and anger.
And his desire to kill me!
I was sweating cold while our eyes were still focused on each other. I feel so afraid of him, so terrified! It was only then, that I noticed his hand holding a very sharp knife and it was shining because of the light brought by the moon.
I wanted to shout and ask for help but I can't find my voice, my mouth was shut as my eyes opened widely.
Please .. don't kill me, please!
My mind screamed to plead. I closed my eyes slightly as my heart beats faster than usual. When I opened my eyes I trembled even more with fear.
He slowly approaching me. Feeling that he was inside me, telling me in my head some words that seem incomprehensible. I covered my ears trying not to listen to what he was saying but I can't!
I know Eros was the only person who could do that thing to me! He even read my mind!
It was as if my head was going to break because of the pain caused by him talking to my head. I close my eyes and attempted to squeal in so much pain that I felt inside my head. The pain is too unbearable that at any moment from now I could die!
Please stop it!
I screamed in my head as if he could hear me, but he keeps on talking with his voice cold, dull and deep. It was so scary that coming somewhere deep and frightening ...
"Stop it! Please!" At last, I finally find my voice but still, it's no use.
He still doesn't listen to me. He keeps on talking something to my head. "Stop it please! ... Eros, please stop it!"
And I remain screaming as I felt throbbing my head.