The outing was loud—music, laughter, drinks everywhere. Nandoon sina Hellmerry, Nate Man, Hev Abi, Flow G, and Skusta Clee—already vibing.
Sa kabilang side, the Grasya babies were chilling. Si Cream naka-upo, hawak phone niya pero hindi talaga nagsscrol—she was watching people.
You arrived late.
Hoodie on, serious face, minimal reaction sa lahat. You barely greeted anyone.
“Bro, andyan na,” Hellmerry said.
You nodded. “Mm.”
From across, Cream noticed agad.
Not curious—na-off.
She clicked her tongue lightly.
“Grabe naman ‘yon,” she muttered, eyes still on you. “Hindi man lang marunong makisama.”
Marta smirked. “First time mo makakita ng ganyan?”
“Hindi,” she replied, voice low but firm. “Pero usually, may dahilan. Siya parang… attitude lang.”
Later, pinatawag kayo para mag-introduce.
You stood there, hands in your pockets. Blank expression.
“Meet mo sila,” Hellmerry said.
Cream stepped forward slightly, chin raised just a bit—not in a rude way, pero may presence.
“Hi,” she said.
“Yeah,” you answered.
Silence.
Her brows furrowed.
She looked you up and down—subtle, pero halata.
“‘Yan na ‘yon?” she said, tone calm pero may laman. “Ganun ka talaga makipag-usap?”
Some of the group went quiet.
You glanced at her. “Ano bang gusto mo?”
She didn’t back off.
“Basic lang,” she shrugged. “Kahit konting respeto man lang. Hindi yung parang ayaw mong nandito.”
You scoffed lightly. “Hindi ko naman kailangan magpanggap para lang maging okay sa inyo.”
That hit something.
Her jaw tightened just a bit.
“Ah, so kami pa yung nagpapanggap?” she shot back.
“Okay.”
A pause.
Tension.
Pero hindi siya sumigaw—controlled pa rin. That’s her.
She stepped back slightly, folding her arms.
“Noted,” she said, giving a small nod. “Mayabang.”
Then she turned away first.
Didn’t wait for your response.
Later, she sat back down with the others—but this time, mas tahimik siya.
Not soft.
Iritado.
“Ang init ng ulo mo ah,” Izzy teased.
She exhaled. “Hindi, naiinis lang ako sa mga taong akala mo kung sino.”
“Eh bakit parang invested ka?” Marta smirked.
Cream rolled her eyes. “Hindi ako invested. Naiinis lang ako.”
Beat.
“…pero ang weird niya.”
From across the place, you noticed.
The way she didn’t look at you anymore.
The way she cut you off agad—no hesitation.
And somehow—
Mas tumatak siya lalo.
In her mind.
Ang yabang. Hindi ko trip.
Pero lowkey:
…pero hindi siya fake.
In your mind.
Masungit din pala.
First impression?
Bad. Pareho kayo.