"Pardon me, miss and sir?" said the lady, and I looked at her and blinked three times." I'm guessing she's still in high school.
"Uh... Are you two... a couple?" the lady inquired, which caused her to look at her with wide eyes open. "Because if that's the case, you two could just share the chocolates. Isn't that what couples do?” she said with a bright smile on her face. What she said made me want to rip her smile off.
Both I and the stranger beside me turned our heads 90 degrees towards the lady in front of us.
“No!”
“Yes!”
As a result, I quickly turned my head towards the man beside me. I'd say I'm almost boiling with rage right now. He couldn't possibly do it. Regardless of how attractive you are, mister. I'm not going to give you this box of chocolates. We require this! This is necessary for our brain to function properly!
“What?!" I screamed in frustration, but he remained silent. I take a deep breat
“I’M sorry miss for using you. But in this world, people like using one another just to get what they want. If you don’t like someone using you, then use them first.”I blink as my mouth, which had been gaping open, closed. The stranger man looked at me seriously as he said that before leaving me stunned, and I was stuck in my position, not knowing what to say or how to respond to what he had just said.I gulped and raised my head slightly as my brain tried to process what the man had said earlier. It had been a few minutes, but I was still standing in the same spot where that strange man who had stolen the box of chocolate that I was supposed to buy had left me.What he said stayed with me.If I don't like someone using me... then I'll just use them first... Of course, who would like it if they were being used? None. There is no one who wishes to be used. But what about using them first? Not everyone on the planet
THEY SAY that when you're in love, you have to be inspired in everything you do. Perhaps they were correct at that point. Because I was always happy and inspired every minute of my life when Felix and I were still together. He didn't cheat until I caught him. It shattered my world into a million pieces. It was the most heartbreaking experience I'd ever had.I simply adore, but why does it appear that fate does not want me to be happy? Perhaps it is true that some people were afraid to be happy because fate would play on their emotions and hurt them.You are inspired when you are in love. But what if your heart has been broken? You're a frozen corpse? Do you appear to be carrying half of the world's problems? Is that it?If there's one thing I've learned from my broken relationship, it's to never give your entire self to someone, especially when there's no guarantee that you two will end up together. I mean, please make s
I return to my phone to finish reading the email sent to me by my professor, and I sighed heavily when I did. This. Can’t. Be.I even read the email three times to make sure I was reading it correctly. I know the world is harsh to me, but it can't be this harsh, can it?When I heard Bella's scream, I was in the midst of my disappointment. I turned around and saw her outside her room, holding her phone and screaming as if she had won the lottery."Would you please calm down?" I said harshly to her, and she walked towards me."I just can't help myself," she exclaimed, delighted. "I have some exciting news!”"What exactly is it?" I inquired, uninterested. It was good news for her. So, what about me? If she's got good news, I've got bad news.God! Please help me!"Look, I'm going to be assigned to a five-star hot
THEY say that dreaming is free, so keep dreaming. Make big plans. I was in my junior year of high school when I decided I wanted to be an architect. I, too, hesitated at first and became frustrated whenever the thought occurred to me, ‘What if I can't do it?’ ‘What if I don't succeed?’ ‘What if... this isn't the right path for me?’ ‘What if I'm not cut out to be an architect?’And a slew of "what ifs." But, as Bella once said, "How will you know if you don't try?"That question from my best friend irritates me. And I realize she's correct. There are so many what ifs in my head that I forget I'll never know if being an architect isn't for me if I don't try. I was in my senior year of high school at the time, and I was frustrated. I was even on the verge of crying every morning because I was still undecided about which course I would take in college. I was angry at myself because my classmates kn
AFTER our final exams, Bella and I already relaxed because we knew this task would be a nightmare for us. At the very least, Bella was having fun while I was working in the coffee shop where Bella's crush, Jake, was working. Jake, on the other hand, was quiet; we were not even talking to each other. It was strange that we were both working in the same shop but didn't talk to each other. I suppose he's just a shy type of person. I'm not sure what my best friend sees in him that makes her like him so much. Yes, he has good looks, but he appears to be the type of person who would rather bury his face in books all day than be in a relationship."Come on, bestie! Let's go to the bar!" Bella, who has dressed nicely again, grabbed my arm, but I didn't let her drag me out of her condo unit.This is more than enough of a reason for me to look for a new place to live!I've lost count of the number of times she's invited m
IF it was Jake's girlfriend who Lina saw in the mall with him, Bella had better say good-bye to her ultimate crush. What a tragic love story my best friend's best friend would have. I felt bad for her.But, once again, we never found out who that girl Lina saw with Jake was. It could be his cousin, his sibling, or whoever it is. Bella is still hoping that it was Jake's girlfriend until we can confirm it.The night shift went well; there were customers in the shop from time to time, so we didn't have to stay up late tonight for our responsibilities. It was already 10 p.m. when the customers began to leave one by one after finishing their cup of coffee. When someone entered the shop, I was leaning against the counter.I didn't get a chance to look at the man's face because he was too busy roaming his eyes around to find a perfect spot, despite the fact that there weren't many customers by this time and there were plenty of vacant spots. But he seems to find a comf
THE SECOND meeting with that man in the coffee shop where I work never happened again, which I am grateful for. I prayed to never see him again after the first time we met when he first used me, and I think my prayer failed once because we met again in the coffee shop that night when I made my duty.One week had passed, and I believe the days I spent working full-time at the coffee shop to earn more bonuses were not in vain. And from the day I start my task and am assigned as asecretaryto the company, I'll be back in the night shift because I'll be a secretaryduring the day.That same night, following my encounter with that man, my professor also sent me a document in a brown envelope containing everything I needed for this task. According to one of the files, I'll be working for the Saavedra company, which was a little surreal. When my professor sent me an email, I assumed he was joking or made a typograp
DREAM big because it’s free to do so. This is something I've learned as I've gotten older. Why limit yourself to dreaming small when you can dream big? Don't restrict yourself. Overcome your limitations. Step outside of your comfort zone.I know I'll still face a lot of challenges in life, especially since I'm still so young. I even cried hard because I was frustrated with myself for not knowing what I wanted or who I wanted to be in the future when I was in high school. And now I'm almost there, in my dream that I always look up to, the dream that was always running through my head.The moment I realized I'd be working for the Saavedra company, it felt surreal. I promised myself that I'd do my best here, but I'm still not the person I've always wanted to be. We'll make it. Just hang on a little longer. Even if I pass the board exam and am not hired by this company, I will be the happiest. At the very least, I used to work as a s