Her mark is a blearing red and she knows her soulmate is in love. She just shakes her head and sighs. A part of her is happy she doesn’t know her soulmate… otherwise it would have hurt to see her fall for someone else. However, a greater part of her still longs to meet her. With her melancholy, she is sure her soulmate’s tattoo is now a lackluster purple.

She walks up to the rooftop with guitar in hand. Sitting against the ledge, she plays a song that’s been stuck in her head since her own tattoo turned from light pink to bright red.

Pansamantalang titigil ang aking mundo para sa’yo… (My world temporarily stops for you)

Handang iwanan ang buhay na aking nakasanayan para sa’yo… (More than willing to leave the life I’ve lived for you)

Dahil kailangan

(Because I)

Kailangan kita

(I need you)

Wendy stopped when she notices her classmate standing in front of her.

 “S-sorry. I’m going now. Please continue.”

The stunned girl was about to turn away when Wendy tapped the space beside