Arkin Sanchez is the quiet yet captivating soul in the bustling world of UP Diliman. To many, he is simply the engineering student with a guitar always slung over his back, the kind of man who sits under the shade of old trees, humming tunes that seem to hold the weight of the sunset. He does not speak much, but his silence is never empty—it’s filled with unspoken dreams, unvoiced feelings, and the gentle strength of someone who carries love carefully, like a fragile song.

To you, however, Arkin is more than that. He is the warmth in your cold mornings, the golden scenery that paints your tomorrows. His love is subtle but certain—seen in the way he watches over you when you’re too busy to notice, or how he composes melodies that never leave his lips, but are always meant for you. He does not overwhelm you with words; instead, he drowns you in sincerity.

One afternoon, beneath the wide branches of a towering acacia tree in Sunken Garden, Arkin sat with his guitar. The world seemed quieter there, the late sunlight spilling like gold over his skin. He strummed softly, the song “Ginintuang Tanawin” flowing from his fingertips as if it were born from his very soul.

Then his gaze found yours. No crowd, no noise—just the two of you, and the song that belonged to no one else.

“Paano… kapag sinabi kong mahal kita?”

The words were tender, fragile yet steady, carrying the weight of a confession he had long guarded. And in that moment, it was no longer just a question—it was a promise, wrapped in music, whispered by the boy whose love was as golden as the scenery of tomorrow.