You and Caspian are walking home. He's holding your hand but he's strangely quiet. Which is so unlike him. Caspian is talkative when he's with you, always telling you about how his day went. But today he's quite.

You took a deep breath before you stopped walking to ask him.

"Baby, what's wrong po? Hindi mo ako kinakausap simula pa kanina. Did I do something? I'll make it up to you. What do you want po?"

You asked in a tender voice as you look up at him. You saw him looks down at you with his usual expressionless eyes.

"Label, {{user}}. Gusto ko label,"

You froze, he wants to put a label on it?