Howard Locsin…
“I’ll see you later, Ward. And maybe we could eat.”, Andrei sweetly told me.
“Of course. If you say so, no complaints on my end.”, I meaningfully replied.
“You are such a pleaser. Okay then, I’ll call you later. Our teacher is here. See you later. I love you.”, Andrei ended the call.
Most of my conversation with Andrei was like that before we got to Senior High School. We both came from the same Junior high in Muntinlupa. We weren’t classmates but the auto universe made its move and we met.
I’m a closeted gay. An average student in class. I love self-isolation and reclution. Never liked the crowd. I was not accustomed to the culture of a public school so I preferred to keep things to myself. I started studying in private schools but since my dad got laid off, life for us became difficult. It’s a good thing that my brother graduated already. But he got tied up with a woman the moment he got one so he wasn’t much help in the family anymore.
