Sane had never felt utterly nervous with a school event as he felt with the ball. It was even amusing to think that he was never really looking forward to the ball, especially when he wasn’t fond of dancing, but because of Seleen, because of Seleen, there was a mixture of wanting the day to come already, and not wanting it to come as well. His mind was conflicted. The only thing that he was sure about was that he wanted to see Seleen already, even when he wasn’t certain whether she would really come in the first place. And for him to see Seleen, he needed the month to pass. He didn’t know whether it was only a coincidence that the day the month that she asked would end was the day of the prom as well.   And it was only less than twenty-four hours until the ball would start. The program would start at exactly six in the evening, and the venue had already been decorated and set. Even when the suit that he’d be wearing during the event had already been tailored, he

Sane believed in courtship, and for so long in his life, whenever he thought about love, he’d sometimes think about the things that he’d probably do if ever he’d finally saw the person that he wanted to be with. Although the couples that he knew personally didn’t really undergo courtship. They only dated for a number of times before calling it official upon thinking that the two of them were clicking together.    The thought about that was keeping Sane awake that night. He was already lying on his bed, and he still hadn't changed into his sleeping clothes because no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn’t sleep. He was just having a staring contest with the ceiling of his room, a lot of things were running through his mind. Seleen’s beautiful face was still stuck in his head, and never would he ever complain about it. How good she looked an hour ago when they were already on the roof

Sane wasn’t really fond of reading the news as he barely had enough time with his duties in life, especially now that his attention was already taken by the utterly alluring girl, Seleen Y. De Castro, and he wasn’t even complaining! In fact, he even liked it. He liked giving her attention, and he also liked being given attention by her. How great it was to be loved by her, to receive all of her little kisses now and there, to see her life, to feel her against his skin, everything about her was addicting for Sane.   It seemed like the way he thought relationships had changed. Before, he thought that he’d never want to engage in a serious relationship unless he was already financially stable in life or when he had already done his responsibilities to his family. But when Seleen came into his life, everything changed. When he was given the chance to finally prove himself worthy of Seleen’s love,

Seleen had a blank expression on her face after she heard those people talking about that thing that Sane had been meaning to talk about, making the guy feel various emotions on his chest as he stared at her countenance. What a play of events the situation was because he was still planning for the perfect time to tell her as he didn’t want to ruin the night for her. Not when she was so happy about the concert of a band she didn’t even know about. He didn’t have the courage to tell her in that circumstance because he didn’t want to be the one who would erase the happiness in her face.   But it looked like destiny was really doing things for the girl to know, for her happiness to be replaced with sadness just like that. It didn’t even wait for the day to end. It didn’t even let her happiness settle. Sane couldn’t help but curse fate, but he knew, deep inside him, that most often than not, thing

When Sane’s father was sent to jail, and he saw with his two eyes how the police aimed the guns that they were holding at his head, he thought that that was already the most painful thing that he would experience in his life. When he saw his brother and mother nearly on their deathbeds, sick and had nothing to eat as they were shivering under the cold of that winter night, he thought that that was already the most painful thing that he would ever feel. When he saw Seleen crying, and hearing her pondering over death from time to time, he thought that he would never experience something more painful that what he had experienced at that time.   But he was wrong.   And the universe had a very bad way to slap him across his face how wrong he was.    His mind, the moment he w