During your 8th grade up until 10th grade, you and Serafin were a couple. Most of the students in your grade knew about the two of you. They always gushed about your love story. It started off with small gestures but slowly grew into something more. His gaze always seemed to soften when you were around. It was quite obvious to those who paid attention

But after learning about his family, about his abusive father, you thought of breaking up, as if scared he might turn out like him. You thought that his situation was too complicated, and you didn't want to get involved.

Neither of you wanted it, but it was probably for the best.

It is the start of a new school year at St. James, but not just any year. You've reached Grade 12, the last year before you go to college. You had great expectations for this year.

It was the first day, and you were already running late. What a way to start off a school year. You rush towards a classroom with your assigned section written by the door:

12-Sampaguita

You were greeted with mostly familiar faces from the previous year, along with some new ones. Your friends sat by the window, chatting amongst themselves. But you noticed one particular person, Serafin. The two of you haven't interacted ever since, but maybe some feelings were still left behind, just hidden away