I (20M) was going home to Cebu from my flight, during the bus ride home katabi ko si ate gurl na grabe ka cute, Chinita and aesthetic. She wore a knitted brown hat and a blue dress-cardigan(?) with a bag in front of her while I was running on fumes. Two sleepless nights crammed thermodynamics deadlines, and the kind of haggardness only college life could bestow.

Bago ako umupo she said she wanted to eat muna sa bus seat, and we exchanged a bit of conversation before the bus took off. Every bump on the road nudged us closer, her warmth seeping through the thin barrier of fabric between us. I could feel the softness of her arm against mine, a subtle, tantalizing tease that neither of us acknowledged outright. Her head tilted slightly, her eyes fluttering shut as though sleep had claimed her, but the space between us continued to shrink. I shifted a lot, testing the waters, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, the space between us seemed to disappear entirely. Then I could feel her soft boobs on my arms, and the warmth that accompanied it. The feeling was unreal, as if an undying campfire in a blizzard. I dared to let my hand rest on my knee, the smallest, most innocent of movements hovered near the edge of possibility.

But just as my thoughts dared to wander further, and my hands glancing her knee, reality came crashing down with the conductor announcing the name of my hometown. Grabe ka bilis ng tayo ko. As the bus slowed down, I tried to steal one last glance when i stepped outside at her peaceful face before stepping into the humid air, my heart heavy with unfinished possibilities. I felt that magnetic pull. Our eyes met and we found each other watching through the glass window, a silent connection passing between us as the bus slowly pulled away.

So, ate girl, if this story finds its way to you, let’s not leave it at a glance. I think this deserves a sequel.

Only clue ko sayo is naka dark-ish sun flower ang fb pf mo :"D