KIAAs soon as we arrived, a sign proclaiming "complimentary valet parking" set the tone for a pleasant surprise. The restaurant is located in a large shopping mall in Manila, about an hour and a half drive from our house. The restaurant is located on the 18th floor and has a nice view of the open sky. We walked to the main entrance, enjoying the light breeze that carried a sweet floral scent with it. A friendly hostess approached us right away and inquired if we had a reservation for tonight. I informed her that we had arrived for a dinner reservation with my best friend Miaree. While she was calling for her, I couldn’t help but stare at the luxurious ambiance of that place, I felt like I walked into a palace. Extremely high ceilings decorated with bright color chandeliers contributed to the unique natural light coming through mosaic color glass windows, creating a beautiful atmosphere and first impression. White flowers with silver sparkles adorn the tables as a finishing touch. To
KIAAfter our dinner last night, we also drank some wine, and I ended up getting extremely wasted. I had no idea what happened after that; the only thing I can recall is Miaree and I dancing wildly. My head is aching from just waking up. I can feel my throat getting dry, and all I want right now to get over this hangover is to sip on some hot soup or coffee. My body feels really worn out, and all I want to do is lay in bed all day. Wait —Do I have class today? I searched for my phone using my hand and as I grabbed it I immediately look at the calendar. Sh*t! I have one class this morning! I already need to take a shower. I got up right away and went to the bathroom. I wake up feeling incredibly disgusted since I still wear the same dress I was wearing the night before. Ares was obviously drunk the previous evening, which is why he was unable to change my clothes. As soon as I turned on the shower, warm water began to stream across my body. Although I would like to take a really lon
KIAI was sitting in class doing my work when my teacher called me up to his desk and told me to grab my things I'm going up to the dean’s office. I was so nervous and scared and didn't know why I was being called to the dean’s office but then I suddenly remembered the offer they were offering to me earlier. Maybe she already wants an answer? When I arrived at the office it was a lady sitting at the desk calling other students' names to go meet and see the dean. I walked up to the desk and gave her my pass. She took the pass and told me, “Alright, you may have a seat and get comfortable because you will be waiting a long time until your name gets called.” After she said that I got even more scared.Calm down, self! Maybe they just want to congratulate me because of my performance in our recent midterm exam…As I was sitting here waiting for my name to be called I started to think about everything I had done that week so when it was my turn to go there inside the dean’s office it woul
KIADETENTION!!! I must have caught your attention. Most likely as a result of negative experiences, you've had with that awful word, am I correct? And right now, it seems like I will have my own experience also. As I was walking towards the corridor, I heard a laughing sound coming from behind me, it was them.“Hey, Kianna!” Vera shouted. I didn’t mind her and just kept walking. I grabbed my earphone from my pocket and plugged them into my phone. While I was listening to music and walking straight, I suddenly felt something on my shoulder, it is Vera’s hand. “Hey! Are you deaf?! I have been calling you!” I looked at her with a serious face. “What do you want?”“Nothing I just want to congratulate you for getting a high grade on our midterm exam—” She said sarcastically and burst out laughing. “By the way, did you enjoy that short achievement of yours? I heard that you and your friends celebrated that. I wonder what will happen when they know what you did… I guess they will be so di
KIAOne negative encounter is all it takes to alter your perspective. Consider what it would be like if you had to endure this awful situation repeatedly for months or even years. Significant changes occur in your entire personality as well as in how you see the world and yourself. The experience of bullying is like this. Bullying affects a lot of people in this nation, especially kids and teenagers. One of their victims right now is me. “That’s where you are wrong. Remember what the guard said earlier? There is CCTV in this room and we are being watched. They also wanted us to talk about the issue and fix it which means they can also hear us since they are forcing us to talk about it. See that small red light blinking there?” I said while pointing into one of the books on the shelf. “That must be the CCTV and since we are closer to it they must have heard what we just talk about, Vera.” I notice it earlier while I was choosing a book. I wish I was right, this is the only thing that
KIA"It's locked!" I tried to open the door but nothing happened. After several tries, I heard a clicking sound from inside. Did I break the door handle? I was about to open the door when it suddenly opened by itself. But then I was wrong… It didn't open by itself. There are people inside the surveillance office…"You're here! We have been waiting for you for a while but you seem to be busy trying to talk to the guard, so… We are very sorry, Kianna. We can’t wait any longer…” She smiled while her servants were trying to hide their laughter. What does he mean by they can’t wait any longer? Is she pertaining to the footage? “Wait! What is going on?” Miaree interrupted the weird atmosphere between us.“Nothing is going on, Ishii—”“I am not talking to you, Eunice!” Miaree rolled her eyes before looking at me. “Kia, is there something wrong?” she asked. I don’t know what to feel right now. Vera looks so satisfied, so much different from what she acted earlier. Does that really mean t
KiaThe problem started to affect a significant number of people across campus. The narrative has been told in a great variety of ways, and we do not have any kind of control over any of those versions. Marcy deleted every single online post that was related to my problem; however, nothing else moved forward. The topic is still being discussed on the internet, and links to various discussions about it can be found in various places.The streets are empty in the afternoon, and the silence draws attention to the fact that I am by myself in this part of the world. This makes my walk home in the afternoon feel a little bit unsettling. I have not called Ares yet because I don't want him to become concerned about me in the meantime. Before I can tell him anything, I have to clean up this messes first. I don't want him to accuse me of being dishonest because it would hurt my feelings. He congratulated me on my achievement by giving me presents, but God only knows how hard I worked for days j
“Bye girls! See you the next day! Don't forget to read the script we gave so the dean will eventually expel that b*tch!” The young woman yawned as she strolled through the park's concrete pathway. It was dark. Her favorite music was blasting in her ears and she was thinking about turning around to walk back to her car and go home when she almost ran into someone who was standing in front of her.She took her earbuds out. “What the fuck?! Mind where you walking sh*thole!”The tall man kept silently observing her while wearing a hood that covered most of his head. She moved her feet awkwardly beneath his gaze as she began to feel a little uncomfortable.“W-what are you looking at?!”He continued to stare without saying anything. She momentarily questioned whether she was speaking to a tree rather than a real person because he wasn't even moving. He wasn't a robot; he was a human. He had a crooked nose and sculpted jawline, and a piece of his eyes could be made out through the shadows.