It was a rainy Saturday night. Gumagawa ng lecture notes si Seulgi habang on-call with Seola. They were discussing about the team building activity. May sakit kasi ang VP n'ya kaya she decided na silang dalawa na lang ng best friend n'ya ang mag-meeting for now.

"Decided na sa location and games, no? For sure may makakaisip ng haunted classroom, so, we need funds for that, too."

"Noted po, Madam. We need food, too. I guess malaki-laking budget ang kailangan natin." They both heard a notification and checked their phones. It was Seulgi's. At this point familiar na kay Seola ang tunog na 'yun. Panigurado si Irene na naman.

"Asan na tayo?" She placed her phone on her lap, just in case mag-message ulit si Irene.

"Alam mo, Seul, just say it." Napakunot ang noo ni Seulgi.

"Say what?"

"You're in a relationship with her." Seola heard her sigh from the other end.

"Bakit mo ba pinipilit na kami, Seol? Hindi nga, okay?! Walang kami. Friends lang talaga kami."

"Friends lang talaga? May heart sa contact name n'ya, lagi kayong magka-usap at lagi kayong lumalabas na kayo lang. Kahit ngayong nagmi-meeting tayo, hindi mo mabitawan phone mo. There's nothing between the two of you? Really?" In their 10+ years of friendship, never pang nagalit si Seulgi. Kahit asarin mo s'ya, pagtripan, at kung ano pang p'wedeng maka-trigger ng galit n'ya, hindi ito gumagana. Kaya ang laki na lang ng pagtataka ni Seola kapag nabi-bring up si Irene sa usapan dahil mabilis maubos ang pasensya ng kaibigan n'ya.

"Oh? Anong problema do'n? Nagseselos ka ba?"

Seola could've stopped the conversation right there, gone back to the meeting, or even ended the call, but her frustrations all throughout these years skyrocketed. She has reached her limit.

"OO! Nagseselos ako! Hiindi mo alam kung anong nararamdaman ko, Seul. Buong buhay ko na kasama kita, lagi akong nand'yan para sa'yo, willing na gawin lahat para sa'yo, pero bakit parang hindi mo napapansin? Gano'n ba kahirap makita na gusto kita, na mahal kita?"

Seulgi fell silent. She can feel the rage from her friend's voice; the same rage she heard when she told her about her mother's infidelity.

"Kapag may sakit ka, ako nag-aalaga sa'yo, kapag may kailangan ka, in 5 minutes, nasa bahay mo na kaagad ako! Do you know how hard it is for me to keep my feelings all these years? Hindi, dahil kahit anong gawin ko, nakikita mo lang 'yon as a friend. Nakikita mo lang ako as a friend and nothing more than that." Her breathing was heavy at first, but she soon calmed down and realized that she fina