The students were sitting on their respective chairs while playing or talking with their classmates as they were waiting for the lunch break bell to ring. They had no classes because it was the last day of the first semester for that school year.
The only busy ones are the teachers, class presidents and student council officers as they were preparing for the Semester End Party that will happen in the next two days.
“Imee, what are you going to bring to the party?”
One of Luke’s classmates excitedl
It has almost been two weeks since the first semester ended. Luke was in the restaurant’s kitchen doing his work and focused on it hundred percent despite his body feeling heavier by the minute while his cooking execution became sloppier. He sharply hissed when his hands trembled from the sudden loss of strength that he needed to let go of the pan and make sure it does not spill over to the floor. “What is wrong with me?” He annoyingly asked himself in a whispering manner when he stret
Leo was walking on the dim road as he was done with his two-days photoshoot and it has been two weeks since the first semester ended. He was taking his time as he could see the roof of his house while he was carrying take-out food since he knew that Luke would be sleeping around that time. Rustling all of his pockets to look for the house key and he found it on his pants then opened the door. He was greeted with silence, darkness, and cold air that goosebumps surfacing as if there was an unknown monster hiding inside. Turning all the switches on and it was bright enough to eradicate his wild imagination when walked inside to place his food on the dining table. Scanned the house to look for the person that he spends his time with the mo
Luke locked himself in his room after a day from his one-week unconscious heat at the hotel. Fragments of his memories came flashing back, he flipped to his side that he flinched and hissed simultaneously. Raising his throbbing right wrist up high to see a biolet-black bruise forming as he remembered the events that occurred yesterday – ‘horny omega, huh?’ He thought as yesterday’s exhaustion dragged on. &n
A week after the twins' confrontation, Leo was unable to apologize to his brother as he rarely saw him at home when he locked himself in his room and got cold feet. Fidgety and nervous just by thinking about it that he was pacing back and forth to his room. Practicing on how it would be done and what would be his brother’s possible reactions to it. ‘Should I tap his shoulder or should I call his name? Should I be standing up while looking down at his eyes and apologizing or should we sit down then I’ll apologize?’ he thought then sighed as he felt discouraged to do it. The t
The drowsy and staggering Luke walks towards his newly found hiding spot for his yellow pills which is in his bathroom’s storage behind the mirror, taking one and goes to the kitchen for the water. It is the first week after he started swallowing it every morning, right after he wakes up and before breakfast. Luke notices that his body got lighter as if he was a feather flowing with the wind when he does not drag his feet anymore even after he wakes up. His joints and muscles are not as stiff as before because everytime he does the stretching exercises, he would groan most of the time and the moment he can find relief was after it. Luke was quietly drinking when Sno
Sitting on his bed at five forty-nine in the morning while rubbing his eyes, Luke was expressionlessly staring at the wall as he needed to get ready for school and sighed when slipped his cotton house slippers on towards the bathroom for his suppressant then proceeded to the kitchen. No one was on the first floor, it was dim and a bit cold as the wind slipping through the cracks entered the house. He exhaled as his breath was visible when fog came in front of his face. After drinking his suppressant, he went straight to his room to have his warm shower while gently rubbing his arms.
The tapping of the pen to the table, the nape scratching, the flipping of papers, the friction of the skin to the fingernails, the squishy noise, and the frequent sighs resonate throughout the quiet living room. The twins are focusing on answering their piled up assignments from three subjects that warm Saturday morning as they both said that ‘two brains are better than one’, and thought that it would be easier and efficient. Although, that is not the case when only one of them is doing the thinking and answering while the other is staring and daydreaming.
The faint murmurs, continuous scribbles, tapping of shoes, and the subtle blow of wind through the window are slowly disappearing to Luke’s hearing when he is blankly staring at his opened notebook. The vague image of a plump red lips popped out his mind that he bumped his head hard on his desk. He whimpered a bit while massaging his forehead. “What was that?!” The English teacher flinched when he asked the class but no one answered. However, their eyes were directed to one person. “Luke? Are you okay?”