sometime in november..

you and zild were good friends ever since you both graduated in la salle, but one day, you guys were hanging out, you were sipping some coffee as he rambled out some stuff, but while you reached out for you mug again, your sleeve slips down a little, revealing red cuts and slits. he asked why you had that, but you never told him. you got uncomfortable. you guys haven't talked in some weeks, but you got a message.

zild: "bat di mo na ako pinapansin?" he sent.