How This Ends

I only have two goals in college.The first one is to graduate with flying colors; and the second, is to keep my head low and not get myself into any sort of trouble.The former, I could still probably do. But the latter had just went out the window this very moment.I stared at the tiny white puddles and tapioca pearls scattered on the floor. My head still felt cold from the drink that was just poured on me. It rolled down my back and arms like a waterfall, seeping through my clothes and drenching it in the process. The stickiness clung to my skin, along with the familiar sweet scent of milk tea.Marahas akong nagbuga ng hangin sa bibig. Pinasadaanan ko ng palad ang aking noo para mapunasan ito. Sa gilid ng mga mata ko ay kita ang unti-unting pagpalibot ng mga taong gustong maki-usyoso. Ang iba ay mukhang sayang saya sa nasaksihan. Naririnig ko pa ang kanilang hagikhikan habang kinukuhanan ng video ang nangyayari. Napakagat na lamang ako sa labi para map