The Only Girl of Class E | Ang Mutya ng Section E: English Version

CHAPTER 7: Crush

Jay-jay's POV

I think I had a stroke. My body just froze. Good thing the cashier called my attention, or else I wouldn't be able to move in front of that guy named Kiko.

Why is there a human being as good-looking as him? I might be overreacting, but that was the truth. That guy was so handsome. He had slightly long curly hair, long eyelashes, brown eyes, a jawline that fit perfectly on his face, kissable lips, and tanned skin.

I thought of him as I settled on my previous spot on the second floor of the building where Section E was and ate alone. Ci-N, on the other hand, was nowhere to be seen. After I handed him his food, he just dashed away. What a unique kid.

After I finished eating and packed my lunchbox away, I decided to peek at the rooms on the second floor, curious about what else was there aside from trash.

There were four rooms with two doors each. The rooms were dirty, the jalousie windows shattered and cracked, the desks and chairs broken. They could still be put to use if these items were repaired or replaced.

I entered one of the rooms and saw many sheets of paper scattered on the floor. As I was about to leave to check on the next room, I noticed a pink envelope with a heart design on the ground. It was so cute that I couldn't help but pick it up and brush the thick dust off. When I opened it, a letter was still inside.

Not that I was nosy, but my mind was itching to know its contents. Besides, this letter belonged to no one. If it did, why would they leave it here? It only meant that they didn't want it. Or maybe the receiver didn't receive it at all.

Ugh, whatever. I'd just take a peek.

A cute stationery was even used, and how neat the handwriting was, I assumed the sender was a girl.

Dear Calix,

HAPPY MONTHSARY! I ❤ U

I'm sorry that this is all I can afford for our monthsary. I'm still saving for the shoes that you like, and I promise that that will be my gift on your next birthday.

I actually want to tell this to you personally, but I'm scared because you're always angry, so I decided to write my feelings in a letter.

Calix, I'm thankful that you chose me among all the girls that chase after you. And even though we're keeping this a secret, I'm very, very happy. Don't worry because I don't believe the rumors that you have another girlfriend and that you're seeing other girls. I love you and trust you so much.

Honestly, I'm getting frustrated with you sometimes. We only meet a few times, but you ignore me. But you know I can't resist you. Always remember that no matter how angry or annoyed I am at you, it'll be gone as soon as you shout how much you truly love me.

Happy monthsary! I ❤ You!

Mica 😘

Why did the name Calix sound familiar? Was he my classmate? I'm not sure. I hadn't made any efforts to know them yet, and I was too lazy to know their names, even though they were just a few of them. Besides, I might get to learn about them in the upcoming days.

Love, huh? I think this Calix was a womanizer. Not sure. I shouldn't judge someone I didn't truly know, but I could feel it. I had a strong feeling that he was, based on what this Mica stated in her letter.

Who was this Mica, anyway? Was she a part of Section E before? Or maybe students occupied this room before it turned to a dumping site?

I returned the letter inside the envelope. I was planning to return it to the floor, but I suddenly had second thoughts. Besides, no one seemed to own it, so I'd keep it. I'd pretend that someone gave this to me and I slipped it into my bag.