#Sandaan Blg. 1

It was afternoon. The gentle wind smelled fiesta.

We decided to visit the bazaar near the plaza after classes. Wounding our way through the crowded street, we busied ourselves looking at every stall without the intention of buying.

“I love you.”

Startled, I looked up from the item I was holding and saw him intently staring at me. I glanced around, but no one was giving us attention.

“Tell that to someone else.” I avoided his eyes, afraid of what I would see.

He left. I watched the crowd drown him away from me. I thought, was it a dream?