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      "body": "Hello Steemians! I have a very long and busy day but it is not the thing that I'm gonna share to you. A friend of mine told me that I should atleast introduce myself whenever my account will be verified. Hey Raf! I'm starting na haha lul\n\nhttps://scontent.fmnl4-3.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t1.0-9/fr/cp0/e15/q65/14292239_1388372611190146_2050254284347649040_n.jpg?efg=eyJpIjoidCJ9&_nc_eui2=v1%3AAeE3pGUalyX5fsxHv3CtBDRkg1XiAX9BDrV3gFNXm1cjdm_QfvGh4z1tmCf6_JvpL909ydDqbvlPd2pyU8KEEDo-YUZGLOZ4JjKEjjNiFSZW328DwtcJ6wMsfVl3oDb4qT4&oh=315a76b6fe11a217b955ca0c352e40a1&oe=5AD6217B\n\n\nI am Mariejohn M. Arellano, 20 and a graduating student. I have this friend that is so obsessed with gulaman who introduced Steemit to me (thanks Rafa! ☺ @rafael.espina). He told me that it was an online blogging site. I myself was unsure what blogging he's talking about but when he showed me the site and what are the things to do on it, I got interested.\n\n\nYou see, I am very passionate to my favorite thing that I do in the world (haha) Writing. Actually, books and reading are my first love. I am so obssessed to it that it made me bibliophilic. I had two hundred books and still counting. Reading gives me life and it is a breath of fresh air. Then one day our teacher told us to make a short script for our activity, I was in high school then. And as the chosen leader, I was assigned to make the script. It was successful and it made me proud of myself. I wrote another one again, and another one and another one until I stored 10 notebooks with short stories inside. That's how I begin to love writing 💖\n\n\nSome say they like it and others don't. And it made me sad but then it made me realize that not all the people can appreciate my work. That it's not easy to please everyone. I wanted to share my writings, my not so nice works atleast, as a little entertainment for you and I won't get mad if you won't like it. I'll try my very best and hope to make you feel satisfied whatever you read in my blog. \n\n\nI'll be sharing some stories that I've read and my thoughts about it, what happened to my day or so and random whatever. So stay tuned. Happy day everyone and God bless always 💖",
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      "body": "http://livedoor.blogimg.jp/nomadsokuhou2/imgs/d/f/dfc4e766-s.jpg\n\n\n“Patty, let's go!” Alesh my friend shouted as she run towards the door. It's their break time and they are going down to cafeteria to buy some snacks.\n\nWithout saying anything I headed outside and joined my friends, Jyla and Alesh, as they walk on the hall way and stepping down the stairs. They are talking about the upcoming School's Foundation Day and the Booth to be facilitated by our class section. It would be Café Booth. It's Monday and the celebration will be on Wednesday so they are all busy.\n\n“Are you all excited?” Jyla asked as we wander inside the cafeteria. I looked for vacant table and luckily, there's one beside the glass wall in which you can see the school's Administration building. “Of course, I would be so happy to wear a maid costume. It's like we're cosplaying.” Alesh then giggled. She's an otaku and that's so obvious. Kyla just rolled her eyes at her. “Yeah right. Anyway, let's order already. Patty, what's yours?” I looked at her as she says “The usual.” And smiled. They went to the line and I was left in the table lying. \n\nI am Patricia Rayne Rosales. 18 years old, 12th grade schooler. Took up TechVoch strand major in Baking. Dance and Theatre Company and Literary Club member. Secretary of Supreme Student Government, Journalist and a member of Guild of Photographers Society in our University. Maybe you're thinking that I am quite but no, it's just that..\n\n“Girl, we bought you just water since you have a sore throat. Gosh, yesterday was all effort and this but-“ Jyla cut off mid sentense as I interrupt. “S-shut up, J-jy—ugh!” I groaned and they started laughing. I just glared at them. “Okay, sorry. Let's eat already, we just have 15 minutes remaining for the break.” Then they started eating. \n\nBut then maybe the day isn't for me and it's playing me for as I was about to take a bite on my burger, I was interrupted by the students who shouted. \n\n“OMG! They're here already!”\n“He's so cute!”\n“So handsome is he!”\n“Arthur!”\n“Marcus!”\n\nI closed my eyes to relax myself but then flash as lightning a familiar scene flashed on my head.\n\nWednesday, last week\n\n“Keep smiling. You're the most beautiful when you smile ^_^”\n\nI look at Jyla and Alesh as they spoke in unison reading something. Caught a glimpse of the piece of paper their holding and realize that it's a picture of me. \n\n“Your have another stolen picture left at your locker from your Anonymous Admirer, deary.” Said Alesh and handed me the picture. It's a picture of me while sitting and had a sad face. It was me awhile ago feeling a bit worried because I'm not yet done with my project and my classmates have passed theirs. I was told by my teacher that she's disappointed but she slipped it since it was my first time  that I didn't submit on time. It saddened me remembering it but a smile drawn on my face as I read the message. \n\nIt's been two months since I've been receiving pictures, stolen pictures to be exact, that are placed like a sticky note in my locker. From the looks of it, it was captured with the use of polaroid. It always gives me sweet and encouraging words. At first, I didn't give a damn about it. It felt creepy but I find it sweet. Sometimes I keep wondering whoever gave me these.\n\nI smiled as I remember the notes and pictures the Anonymous had given me.\n\n“Hi! Good morning, sunshine!”\n“Today is just so beautiful, just like you!”\n“I've heard you are the highest in your quiz. Congratulations!”\n“Don't be sad, okay? Your pet is in heaven now. It will protect you from above.”\n“You're really a good dancer. Can we dance? I am a good dancer too ^_^”\n\nAll those flashes back in me. It was written in a piece of photo paper with my picture on it. In every move, facial expressions and everything that I do. I know it's creepy, I admit I've been feeling that for awhile now but I just found myself getting excited everytime I went to my locker.\n\n“My gosh! Whoever that is, I just hope he has a decency to show himself.”\n\n“I guess he's ugly.” Alesh said while we walk alonh the hallway. “How can you say that?” Jyla turned to Alesh asking. “Well you see, he keeps on giving this without showing himself. Maybe he doesn't want to show himself because he's ugly.” Alesh said nodding her head as if convincing herself more than convincing us. “Poor reasoning Alesh, cut it!” and we head back to our classroom.\n\n“Actually, I had an idea who this Anonymous Guy is.” I said out of nowhere and that stopped them. “Oh? Who?” Both asked in unison and I just grinned saying “Marcus Oliver.”\n\nFriday\n\n“Hey. Are you sure about this?” Alesh asked as we hide behind the wall near the Administration building. This is where the Faculty, Prefect Office, Guidance and other administrative and official offices of the school. The Club Organizations office and Supreme Student Government office was also located there.\n\nI can saw the Supreme Student Government office from where we are standing. And a moment later, the door slowly opened and a familiar built welcomed our eyes getting out of the four walled space. We heard the click from the closed door and the man stood still. A piece of white paper in one hand and a polaroid on the other.\n\nMarkus Oliver Sarmiento. 19 years old. Took up STEM strand. Supreme Student Government Governor. Glee Club President. Guild of Photographers Chairman. Consistent awardee with honors in the first place. I know, he's one of those so called one of a kind.\n\nIt's been an hour since we tailed him and we even skip class just to do this. It is a given that he always had his polaroid with him because he's the president of the GOP (Guild of Photographers) and sometimes DSLR in hand but I don't know, I just have this feeling that he is the one who keeps on sending me those pictures. I assumed but who cares? I do, duh!\n\n“I don't think this is a good idea. You're so feeler, Patty. My God!”\n“No! I have a feeling that it's him and we're here to find that out and we'll provoke him.” I said.\n“We need to get a screw to fix your head, Patty. This is totally crazy.” Alesh said while shaking her head.\n“I will prove to you that I am right about this.” I said with conviction and followed Markus who was now walking away from the Administration building. The way he was taking in was very familiar that it excites the hell in me. He is walking taking the way to the locker area.\n\n“Oh my gosh. Am I really seeing this? The Governor?” Alesh whispered beside me “And look. There's a piece of white paper in his hand. Is this true?” followed by Jyla’s with an amusement with her voice. \n\nMy heart was beating fast and it was as if I am in a racing competition. Chest heaving up and down as I breathe. This is the moment of truth. I am to witness that Markus is my Anonymous Guy who sends me those pictures. Slowly I looked back and saw my two friends smiling from ear to ear. I know why they act like that and that's the reason why I am like this. They look at me and I grinned at them. When I was about to turn my head back the way to Markus’ I was welcomed by a hard thing and I found myself sitting on the ground. My butt hurts but I was busy to care about it because my eyes widened and my mouth formed an ‘O’ as I look at the person in front of me.\n\nWell built body with broad shoulders. Natural pink lips. Pointed nose. Thick eye lashes. Dark brown eyes. Everything was already perfect if he's not looking at me like he's about to devour me. He had this poker expression in his face and hardened jaw line.\n\n“Are you following me?” he asked with a cold voice. His face is very serious and I can't help but swallowed. I haven't cleared this yet but even though he has the perks in him, he is very serious. He doesn't even smile, well we haven't. He's very good at hiding his emotions and that's the odd thing in him. \n\n“Uh, I-i..” I stuttered and lost with words. He's intimidating and all. I felt a shaking hands in my arms and look to my side, I saw Jyla biting her lip. She's nervous, I am too and I am certain that Alesh does too. Yes, I do understand them because Markus’ has this aura that intimidates the students. He is friendly but his authority is frightening us. Confusing eh? I know. I am confused of what I am saying too.\n\nI looked at him and remembered of what am I to learn. Shaking, I stood up, closed my eyes and sighed heavily. I told him about the pictures, the messages, my speculation and my reason. That it's been two months since I'm receiving those stolen photos with messages. That we saw him holding a polaroid and that photo in his hand and we followed him. And found out that he's heading to the locker area that more makes me certain of the speculation I had. That I am suspecting him to be the one who's sending me those and confidently told him that it's because he's been bringing with him his polaroid. And finally, after maybe forever, I'm done talking. I think I didn't breathe while talking to him. Right now, I'm sighing heavily.\n\nYet he just stood up there and looking at me. His face was still hard and he's looking at me with those cold eyes. It's giving me chills and I could feel myself shaking. But I ignored it, not letting him to know that his presence bothers me. I'm terrified. Who wouldn't? I am facing him, Markus Oliver and God knows how much---\n\n“So you're saying that I am the one who's sending you those pictures Miss…” his gaze diverted from my face down to.. I  immediately crossed my arms around my chest for him to stop looking at my, uh, ugh! What the hell? He's probably going to look at my chest. Just oh my God!\n\nHe arched his brow and had this smug smile on his face. “Stop giving me that comical face Miss..” he continued to look downward and stopped in my.. I.D? “…Rosales. There's nothing to look to in that part of your body. It doesn't interest me.” My eyes widened and I can feel the sides of my eyes heated. Damn this man. Is he insulting me? Ha! But I was just there. Stood up and speechless. \n\n“It's not like I'm the only one who can have these things. “Referring to the polaroid he's holding and the photo on the other. “And your reason is not acceptable. Just because I am holding these now, it would justify your speculation. This..” he raised his hand showing the photo. It's a picture of a lotus flower, probably taken at the back of the school near the lake “is a picture of a lotus flower. I'll be including this to the exhibit of the Photographers Society. I am heading this way because I am about to get my things and go home because Mrs. Santos is not around so we don't have a class.” And that hit me. It's not like everything was absorbed and all but one thing that only registers in me. Markus has nothing to do with those pictures and I speculated the wrong person. What the? This is so embarrassing. I can feel my face heat up with embarrassment and I just found myself running it's way to the stairs. I keep running and running not minding the pain eating up my legs because of running up the stairs. \n\nI just found myself at the rooftop breathing heavily. Legs shaking. \n\nMarkus. The picture he's holding isn't a picture of me. The polaroid. He's heading to the locker area to get his things not to stick the picture in my locker. It doesn’t interest him. Nothing at all. \n\n“What the hell! You're so crazy Patty. Look what you made yourself into. My God!” I shouted. I shouted like it's my last day on earth when I feel like it already is. Then I felt like something vibrating on my uniform, it's my phone, that's for sure. I took it out and read the message.\n\nFrom: Markus Oliver\nThat’s why your face is so familiar. You’re my secretary. Meeting. Monday, 5:00 in the afternoon. Bring your laptop. It's about the upcoming Foundation Day. See you!\n\nHe’s so annoying. He just remembered that I am his secretary? For almost 3 years in the service he didn’t even give a damn about my presence? I am his secretary for 3 years and he’s telling me tgat I’m familiar because I’m his secretary. What the hell?! \n\n“Right. How does the Secretary face the Governor, now? How am I suppose to face him? Just what the hell!” I said and shouted and shouted my heart out and this leads me. Since Friday until this very moment, I still have a sore throat. \n\n\nAnd now that we are in the same space and we're breathing the same air, I felt so suffocated. He's here and I'm still so embarrassed of what I did Friday afternoon. Mother Earth, swallow me—\n\nJyla and Alesh gasped and the cafeteria became silent. It was like we're inside the church. I was a bit bothered by the by the silence then a voice spoke that makes me bothered more and my system in state of calamity.\n\n“Don't forget about the meeting later, Ms. Rosales.” I stiffened, swallowed and drink water. My breathing became heavy and I can't stop my eyelids from blinking. My vision was all clear and I can clearly see  the teasing look from my friends. Just what the hell are they doing right? I know why they are like that and it's so annoying. It's not like they haven't been scared of what happened last Friday and now they're acting like nothing happen.\n\n“Patricia, don't be too obvious.” Alesh mouthed. I glared at her and she just chuckled. Oh yes, they are really my friends. Yeah right. I rolled my eyes and stiffened when I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Ms. Rosales? Why aren't you answering my question?” said he and maybe a reflex action of mine, I found myself heading outside the cafeteria and sitting in my chair inside our classroom while clutching and feeling my the beat of my heart.\n\nWhy can't my heart behave when he was always there? Duh Patricia, you know the reason why yet you're asking yourself. Of course, Patty. He was your crush! For Pete's sake, you're having a crush to Markus Oliver. He's the reason why you entered photography and the reason why you run for the position of a secretary to the Supreme Student Government so you can be with him. And the desperate reason why you accused him as the Anonymous guy because silently, you're wishing it was him.\n\nI sighed then got startled when I heard the door opened. And here it goes again, my heart beat fast and my eyes widened as I saw Markus walked towards me with a plastic in hand. He grab a chair, sit beside me and put the plastic on the table. From it, he took out a styro foam, 2 bottled water and a medicine kit.\n\nI looked at him, bewildered at the moment. Then he spoke “Your friends told me that your throat is hurting. You should take a medicine. Or if you won't then drink a lot of water so the pain will subside, atleast.” He paused and look at me and caught me starring at him. Our eyes meet. My heart melt and maybe my imagination was playing with me because he blushed? Markus just did?\n\nBefore I could ask him that question he stood up and patted my head “Don't forget our meeting later. You don't need to talk, just bring your laptop. See you later, Patty.” He said and turned his back on me heading his way towards the door. But before he could even walk out the door he stopped and I did too for we saw my classmates outside our classroom. Some of them are giggling quietly, some had their eyes widened and shocked and the boys have their smug smile on their faces. \n\nMarkus shakes his head and headed outside passing my classmates who looked at him with amazement. Amazement what for? They must have misinterpreted his move.\n\nI was at awe at the moment when Alesh and Jyla blocked my sight and saw them grinning. I just gave them a what-the-hell-are-you-two-looking-at look. They were about to say something when one of my guy classmate hollered “Dude, just so proud of you. Confess—” the guy was cutted off of what he's going to say for our teacher arrived. \n\nDiscuss. Discuss. Discuss. And finally the class was dismissed but I was here, left at the room. I was really bothered about what had happened to me for two days here in school. I'm in a verge of crying. I am so embarrassed, as in super. Just imagine the shame I've been through. I mean I know it’s no big deal. I can just forget about it but I can’t. But of course, you wouldn't because you're not me. \n\nIt's been an hour since the class ended. And as it ends my classmates especially girls went to talk to me about what's with me and Markus. \n\n“What's with you and him?”\n“He gave you lunch right? He bought lunch for you!”\n“Is he courting you?”\n“OMG! That was President Markus. He's your crush, right?\n“Are you two together?”\n“He's so handsome. My gosh!”\n\nBut of course, I didn't speak nor answer them. How can I? My throat is still hurting and I'm just tired to even answer them in silent gestures. I don't know the answer. It was also bothering me. What he did awhile ago is just something new. Something new that my heart beats faster than the usual. \n\nMy thoughts we're interrupted with the vibration of my mobile phone. I got it and read the message that just came. \n\nFrom: Markus Oliver \nWhere are you? It's already 5 in the afternoon. We're about to start the meeting. \n\nI sighed heavily. I put my phone back in the table, cross my arms around my chest and look at the window. This is my other problem. I still can't face him. Even though we we're face to face awhile ago, I was bewildered and awe at what happened that I didn't even think about our encounter last Friday. \n\nHow am I suppose to face him? I just wanted to be eaten by Mother Earth because of the shame. It would have been better if I just keep my mouth shut. It would have been better if I didn't accuse and suspected that it was him. It would have been better if I didn't follow him. It would have been better if I didn't do anything stupid. I sighed.\n\n“What's with the heavy sigh?” A voice boomed. My eyes widened because of the familiarity of the voice. Quickly I diverted my gaze towards the voice and my sight drifted to the two sets of familiar eyes.\n\nMarkus. Stood next to the doorway looking intently at me. Those perfect eyes that drawns me. The perfectly pointed nose. The naturally pinkish lips. The eyelids. Eyebrows. His defined features. Everything about him is just so perfect, for me. So perfect that he's out of my reach. That thought stings, it pains me. I close my eyes and faced the window in the opposite direction. \n\nFor four years of admiring him from afar, well not literally from afar since I’m his secretary, you know the saying, so near yet so far. He was on my reach and at the same time out. I was just contented but as days passes b,  the feelings I have for him is developing. How I wish, he's my Anonymous Guy.\n\nClick. A flash of light snap me out of my thoughts. I looked into it's direction and saw Markus holding a polaroid and aiming a shot on me. A photo paper went put of it and he got it on his free hand. He put the polaroid on the teachers table. From the pocket of his pants he took out a marker and wrote something at the back of the photo.\n\nHe then look at me. Our eyes met, he walked towards me and everything went slow. My heart reacted. My insides turns and I can literally feel something in my stomach. I can't understand the feeling. \n\nPolaroid. Photo paper. Marker. The message.\n\nWhen he reach my spot, he took the chair and sit beside me. Closing the space between us. I was just looking at him and slowly, he put the photo paper in the table. With shaking hands, I took the photo paper. As I picture it out, *I was crossing my arms around my chest, with crosses legs and looking outside the window, inside the classroom. The usual stolen shot of me. I readed myself, I flip the paper and read the message. My eyes then started to heat up and with a blink of an eye, a teardrop flowed in my cheeks.\n\n“I'm sorry about what happened last week. I was caught off guard. You were about to ascertain the truth. I wasn't ready yet to face you that's why I use my willpower of authority just to get away with it.” He said with full of admiration in his voice. So pleasant to hear. I look at him and for the first time in forever, I saw him with all smiles. A smile that melts my heart. I open my mouth, wanting to say something but I can't utter a word. Damn this pain in my throat.\n\nHe chuckled and raised his hand and reached mine. With his fingers, he wiped my tears and said “You don't have to say something. It's alright. Just let me express everything to you. I am just here. It's alright, your Anonymous Guy is here.” Tall as he is, bent down aand kissed the top of my head.\n\n“Alright! Finally, you confessed dude!” someone hollered from the outside and there we watched at the window as the Supreme Student Government officers and some of my friends and classmates was there. With a teasing look they giggled and shouted with awe.\n\nI just smiled at them and look at the man beside me. And slowly, I averted my gaze to the photo paper and read the message again.\n\n“Hi! I’m Markus Oliver Sarmiento.” \n-Your Anonymous Guy\nP.S. No longer anonymous",
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      "body": "Do You know how does it feel?\n\nFrom playing around to making it real\n\nWonderful feeling such a heaven\n\nDamn oh damn my sweetest haven\n\n\n\nLoving each other, leave me never\n\nYou and I together, always 'til forever\n\nRemember Babe, that was our promise\n\nBut why does my heart now crashed into pieces?\n\n\n\nDo you know how does it feel? \n\nBroken heart so hard to heal\n\nDidn't know this painful could cost\n\nDamn Babe without you I'm feeling lost\n\n\n\nWater flowing in my eyes starts to fall\n\nOur boundaries now was as tall as the Great China Wall\n\nFor the last time I asked, \"Don't you love me anymore?\"\n\nMy world fall down when you said, \"Yes, I had feelings no more.\"\n\n\n\nStill everything I did and tried to fight\n\nBut you said, \"I'm sorry. I'm already tired\"\n\nI refused to listen and fought again\n\nBut you replied, \"Please, just stop. Our time has end.\"\n\n\n\nI make a smile, fake and bitter\n\nTrying to make myself feeling better\n\nAt least, it made me happy an experience I won't regret\n\nSweet romantic memories with you, I won't forget.\n\n\n\n- Jan",
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Am I really seeing this? The Governor?” Alesh whispered beside me “And look. There's a piece of white paper in his hand. Is this true?” followed by Jyla’s with an amusement with her voice. \n\nMy heart was beating fast and it was as if I am in a racing competition. Chest heaving up and down as I breathe. This is the moment of truth. I am to witness that Markus is my Anonymous Guy who sends me those pictures. Slowly I looked back and saw my two friends smiling from ear to ear. I know why they act like that and that's the reason why I am like this. They look at me and I grinned at them. When I was about to turn my head back the way to Markus’ I was welcomed by a hard thing and I found myself sitting on the ground. My butt hurts but I was busy to care about it because my eyes widened and my mouth formed an ‘O’ as I look at the person in front of me.\n\nWell built body with broad shoulders. Natural pink lips. Pointed nose. Thick eye lashes. Dark brown eyes. Everything was already perfect if he's not looking at me like he's about to devour me. He had this poker expression in his face and hardened jaw line.\n\n“Are you following me?” he asked with a cold voice. His face is very serious and I can't help but swallowed. I haven't cleared this yet but even though he has the perks in him, he is very serious. He doesn't even smile, well we haven't. He's very good at hiding his emotions and that's the odd thing in him. \n\n“Uh, I-i..” I stuttered and lost with words. He's intimidating and all. I felt a shaking hands in my arms and look to my side, I saw Jyla biting her lip. She's nervous, I am too and I am certain that Alesh does too. Yes, I do understand them because Markus’ has this aura that intimidates the students. He is friendly but his authority is frightening us. Confusing eh? I know. I am confused of what I am saying too.\n\nI looked at him and remembered of what am I to learn. Shaking, I stood up, closed my eyes and sighed heavily. I told him about the pictures, the messages, my speculation and my reason. That it's been two months since I'm receiving those stolen photos with messages. That we saw him holding a polaroid and that photo in his hand and we followed him. And found out that he's heading to the locker area that more makes me certain of the speculation I had. That I am suspecting him to be the one who's sending me those and confidently told him that it's because he's been bringing with him his polaroid. And finally, after maybe forever, I'm done talking. I think I didn't breathe while talking to him. Right now, I'm sighing heavily.\n\nYet he just stood up there and looking at me. His face was still hard and he's looking at me with those cold eyes. It's giving me chills and I could feel myself shaking. But I ignored it, not letting him to know that his presence bothers me. I'm terrified. Who wouldn't? I am facing him, Markus Oliver and God knows how much---\n\n“So you're saying that I am the one who's sending you those pictures Miss…” his gaze diverted from my face down to.. I  immediately crossed my arms around my chest for him to stop looking at my, uh, ugh! What the hell? He's probably going to look at my chest. Just oh my God!\n\nHe arched his brow and had this smug smile on his face. “Stop giving me that comical face Miss..” he continued to look downward and stopped in my.. I.D? “…Rosales. There's nothing to look to in that part of your body. It doesn't interest me.” My eyes widened and I can feel the sides of my eyes heated. Damn this man. Is he insulting me? Ha! But I was just there. Stood up and speechless. \n\n“It's not like I'm the only one who can have these things. “Referring to the polaroid he's holding and the photo on the other. “And your reason is not acceptable. Just because I am holding these now, it would justify your speculation. This..” he raised his hand showing the photo. It's a picture of a lotus flower, probably taken at the back of the school near the lake “is a picture of a lotus flower. I'll be including this to the exhibit of the Photographers Society. I am heading this way because I am about to get my things and go home because Mrs. Santos is not around so we don't have a class.” And that hit me. It's not like everything was absorbed and all but one thing that only registers in me. Markus has nothing to do with those pictures and I speculated the wrong person. What the? This is so embarrassing. I can feel my face heat up with embarrassment and I just found myself running it's way to the stairs. I keep running and running not minding the pain eating up my legs because of running up the stairs. \n\nI just found myself at the rooftop breathing heavily. Legs shaking. \n\nMarkus. The picture he's holding isn't a picture of me. The polaroid. He's heading to the locker area to get his things not to stick the picture in my locker. It doesn’t interest him. Nothing at all. \n\n“What the hell! You're so crazy Patty. Look what you made yourself into. My God!” I shouted. I shouted like it's my last day on earth when I feel like it already is. Then I felt like something vibrating on my uniform, it's my phone, that's for sure. I took it out and read the message.\n\nFrom: Markus Oliver\nThat’s why your face is so familiar. You’re my secretary. Meeting. Monday, 5:00 in the afternoon. Bring your laptop. It's about the upcoming Foundation Day. See you!\n\nHe’s so annoying. He just remembered that I am his secretary? For almost 3 years in the service he didn’t even give a damn about my presence? I am his secretary for 3 years and he’s telling me tgat I’m familiar because I’m his secretary. What the hell?! \n\n“Right. How does the Secretary face the Governor, now? How am I suppose to face him? Just what the hell!” I said and shouted and shouted my heart out and this leads me. Since Friday until this very moment, I still have a sore throat. \n\n\nAnd now that we are in the same space and we're breathing the same air, I felt so suffocated. He's here and I'm still so embarrassed of what I did Friday afternoon. Mother Earth, swallow me—\n\nJyla and Alesh gasped and the cafeteria became silent. It was like we're inside the church. I was a bit bothered by the by the silence then a voice spoke that makes me bothered more and my system in state of calamity.\n\n“Don't forget about the meeting later, Ms. Rosales.” I stiffened, swallowed and drink water. My breathing became heavy and I can't stop my eyelids from blinking. My vision was all clear and I can clearly see  the teasing look from my friends. Just what the hell are they doing right? I know why they are like that and it's so annoying. It's not like they haven't been scared of what happened last Friday and now they're acting like nothing happen.\n\n“Patricia, don't be too obvious.” Alesh mouthed. I glared at her and she just chuckled. Oh yes, they are really my friends. Yeah right. I rolled my eyes and stiffened when I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Ms. Rosales? Why aren't you answering my question?” said he and maybe a reflex action of mine, I found myself heading outside the cafeteria and sitting in my chair inside our classroom while clutching and feeling my the beat of my heart.\n\nWhy can't my heart behave when he was always there? Duh Patricia, you know the reason why yet you're asking yourself. Of course, Patty. He was your crush! For Pete's sake, you're having a crush to Markus Oliver. He's the reason why you entered photography and the reason why you run for the position of a secretary to the Supreme Student Government so you can be with him. And the desperate reason why you accused him as the Anonymous guy because silently, you're wishing it was him.\n\nI sighed then got startled when I heard the door opened. And here it goes again, my heart beat fast and my eyes widened as I saw Markus walked towards me with a plastic in hand. He grab a chair, sit beside me and put the plastic on the table. From it, he took out a styro foam, 2 bottled water and a medicine kit.\n\nI looked at him, bewildered at the moment. Then he spoke “Your friends told me that your throat is hurting. You should take a medicine. Or if you won't then drink a lot of water so the pain will subside, atleast.” He paused and look at me and caught me starring at him. Our eyes meet. My heart melt and maybe my imagination was playing with me because he blushed? Markus just did?\n\nBefore I could ask him that question he stood up and patted my head “Don't forget our meeting later. You don't need to talk, just bring your laptop. See you later, Patty.” He said and turned his back on me heading his way towards the door. But before he could even walk out the door he stopped and I did too for we saw my classmates outside our classroom. Some of them are giggling quietly, some had their eyes widened and shocked and the boys have their smug smile on their faces. \n\nMarkus shakes his head and headed outside passing my classmates who looked at him with amazement. Amazement what for? They must have misinterpreted his move.\n\nI was at awe at the moment when Alesh and Jyla blocked my sight and saw them grinning. I just gave them a what-the-hell-are-you-two-looking-at look. They were about to say something when one of my guy classmate hollered “Dude, just so proud of you. Confess—” the guy was cutted off of what he's going to say for our teacher arrived. \n\nDiscuss. Discuss. Discuss. And finally the class was dismissed but I was here, left at the room. I was really bothered about what had happened to me for two days here in school. I'm in a verge of crying. I am so embarrassed, as in super. Just imagine the shame I've been through. I mean I know it’s no big deal. I can just forget about it but I can’t. But of course, you wouldn't because you're not me. \n\nIt's been an hour since the class ended. And as it ends my classmates especially girls went to talk to me about what's with me and Markus. \n\n“What's with you and him?”\n“He gave you lunch right? He bought lunch for you!”\n“Is he courting you?”\n“OMG! That was President Markus. He's your crush, right?\n“Are you two together?”\n“He's so handsome. My gosh!”\n\nBut of course, I didn't speak nor answer them. How can I? My throat is still hurting and I'm just tired to even answer them in silent gestures. I don't know the answer. It was also bothering me. What he did awhile ago is just something new. Something new that my heart beats faster than the usual. \n\nMy thoughts we're interrupted with the vibration of my mobile phone. I got it and read the message that just came. \n\nFrom: Markus Oliver \nWhere are you? It's already 5 in the afternoon. We're about to start the meeting. \n\nI sighed heavily. I put my phone back in the table, cross my arms around my chest and look at the window. This is my other problem. I still can't face him. Even though we we're face to face awhile ago, I was bewildered and awe at what happened that I didn't even think about our encounter last Friday. \n\nHow am I suppose to face him? I just wanted to be eaten by Mother Earth because of the shame. It would have been better if I just keep my mouth shut. It would have been better if I didn't accuse and suspected that it was him. It would have been better if I didn't follow him. It would have been better if I didn't do anything stupid. I sighed.\n\n“What's with the heavy sigh?” A voice boomed. My eyes widened because of the familiarity of the voice. Quickly I diverted my gaze towards the voice and my sight drifted to the two sets of familiar eyes.\n\nMarkus. Stood next to the doorway looking intently at me. Those perfect eyes that drawns me. The perfectly pointed nose. The naturally pinkish lips. The eyelids. Eyebrows. His defined features. Everything about him is just so perfect, for me. So perfect that he's out of my reach. That thought stings, it pains me. I close my eyes and faced the window in the opposite direction. \n\nFor four years of admiring him from afar, well not literally from afar since I’m his secretary, you know the saying, so near yet so far. He was on my reach and at the same time out. I was just contented but as days passes b,  the feelings I have for him is developing. How I wish, he's my Anonymous Guy.\n\nClick. A flash of light snap me out of my thoughts. I looked into it's direction and saw Markus holding a polaroid and aiming a shot on me. A photo paper went put of it and he got it on his free hand. He put the polaroid on the teachers table. From the pocket of his pants he took out a marker and wrote something at the back of the photo.\n\nHe then look at me. Our eyes met, he walked towards me and everything went slow. My heart reacted. My insides turns and I can literally feel something in my stomach. I can't understand the feeling. \n\nPolaroid. Photo paper. Marker. The message.\n\nWhen he reach my spot, he took the chair and sit beside me. Closing the space between us. I was just looking at him and slowly, he put the photo paper in the table. With shaking hands, I took the photo paper. As I picture it out, *I was crossing my arms around my chest, with crosses legs and looking outside the window, inside the classroom. The usual stolen shot of me. I readed myself, I flip the paper and read the message. My eyes then started to heat up and with a blink of an eye, a teardrop flowed in my cheeks.\n\n“I'm sorry about what happened last week. I was caught off guard. You were about to ascertain the truth. I wasn't ready yet to face you that's why I use my willpower of authority just to get away with it.” He said with full of admiration in his voice. So pleasant to hear. I look at him and for the first time in forever, I saw him with all smiles. A smile that melts my heart. I open my mouth, wanting to say something but I can't utter a word. Damn this pain in my throat.\n\nHe chuckled and raised his hand and reached mine. With his fingers, he wiped my tears and said “You don't have to say something. It's alright. Just let me express everything to you. I am just here. It's alright, your Anonymous Guy is here.” Tall as he is, bent down aand kissed the top of my head.\n\n“Alright! Finally, you confessed dude!” someone hollered from the outside and there we watched at the window as the Supreme Student Government officers and some of my friends and classmates was there. With a teasing look they giggled and shouted with awe.\n\nI just smiled at them and look at the man beside me. And slowly, I averted my gaze to the photo paper and read the message again.\n\n“Hi! I’m Markus Oliver Sarmiento.” \n-Your Anonymous Guy\nP.S. No longer anonymous",
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      "body": "http://livedoor.blogimg.jp/nomadsokuhou2/imgs/d/f/dfc4e766-s.jpg\n\n\n“Patty, let's go!” Alesh my friend shouted as she run towards the door. It's their break time and they are going down to cafeteria to buy some snacks.\n\nWithout saying anything I headed outside and joined my friends, Jyla and Alesh, as they walk on the hall way and stepping down the stairs. They are talking about the upcoming School's Foundation Day and the Booth to be facilitated by our class section. It would be Café Booth. It's Monday and the celebration will be on Wednesday so they are all busy.\n\n“Are you all excited?” Jyla asked as we wander inside the cafeteria. I looked for vacant table and luckily, there's one beside the glass wall in which you can see the school's Administration building. “Of course, I would be so happy to wear a maid costume. It's like we're cosplaying.” Alesh then giggled. She's an otaku and that's so obvious. Kyla just rolled her eyes at her. “Yeah right. Anyway, let's order already. Patty, what's yours?” I looked at her as she says “The usual.” And smiled. They went to the line and I was left in the table lying. \n\nI am Patricia Rayne Rosales. 18 years old, 12th grade schooler. Took up TechVoch strand major in Baking. Dance and Theatre Company and Literary Club member. Secretary of Supreme Student Government, Journalist and a member of Guild of Photographers Society in our University. Maybe you're thinking that I am quite but no, it's just that..\n\n“Girl, we bought you just water since you have a sore throat. Gosh, yesterday was all effort and this but-“ Jyla cut off mid sentense as I interrupt. “S-shut up, J-jy—ugh!” I groaned and they started laughing. I just glared at them. “Okay, sorry. Let's eat already, we just have 15 minutes remaining for the break.” Then they started eating. \n\nBut then maybe the day isn't for me and it's playing me for as I was about to take a bite on my burger, I was interrupted by the students who shouted. \n\n“OMG! They're here already!”\n“He's so cute!”\n“So handsome is he!”\n“Arthur!”\n“Marcus!”\n\nI closed my eyes to relax myself but then flash as lightning a familiar scene flashed on my head.\n\nWednesday, last week\n\n“Keep smiling. You're the most beautiful when you smile ^_^”\n\nI look at Jyla and Alesh as they spoke in unison reading something. Caught a glimpse of the piece of paper their holding and realize that it's a picture of me. \n\n“Your have another stolen picture left at your locker from your Anonymous Admirer, deary.” Said Alesh and handed me the picture. It's a picture of me while sitting and had a sad face. It was me awhile ago feeling a bit worried because I'm not yet done with my project and my classmates have passed theirs. I was told by my teacher that she's disappointed but she slipped it since it was my first time  that I didn't submit on time. It saddened me remembering it but a smile drawn on my face as I read the message. \n\nIt's been two months since I've been receiving pictures, stolen pictures to be exact, that are placed like a sticky note in my locker. From the looks of it, it was captured with the use of polaroid. It always gives me sweet and encouraging words. At first, I didn't give a damn about it. It felt creepy but I find it sweet. Sometimes I keep wondering whoever gave me these.\n\nI smiled as I remember the notes and pictures the Anonymous had given me.\n\n“Hi! Good morning, sunshine!”\n“Today is just so beautiful, just like you!”\n“I've heard you are the highest in your quiz. Congratulations!”\n“Don't be sad, okay? Your pet is in heaven now. It will protect you from above.”\n“You're really a good dancer. Can we dance? I am a good dancer too ^_^”\n\nAll those flashes back in me. It was written in a piece of photo paper with my picture on it. In every move, facial expressions and everything that I do. I know it's creepy, I admit I've been feeling that for awhile now but I just found myself getting excited everytime I went to my locker.\n\n“My gosh! Whoever that is, I just hope he has a decency to show himself.”\n\n“I guess he's ugly.” Alesh said while we walk alonh the hallway. “How can you say that?” Jyla turned to Alesh asking. “Well you see, he keeps on giving this without showing himself. Maybe he doesn't want to show himself because he's ugly.” Alesh said nodding her head as if convincing herself more than convincing us. “Poor reasoning Alesh, cut it!” and we head back to our classroom.\n\n“Actually, I had an idea who this Anonymous Guy is.” I said out of nowhere and that stopped them. “Oh? Who?” Both asked in unison and I just grinned saying “Marcus Oliver.”\n\nFriday\n\n“Hey. Are you sure about this?” Alesh asked as we hide behind the wall near the Administration building. This is where the Faculty, Prefect Office, Guidance and other administrative and official offices of the school. The Club Organizations office and Supreme Student Government office was also located there.\n\nI can saw the Supreme Student Government office from where we are standing. And a moment later, the door slowly opened and a familiar built welcomed our eyes getting out of the four walled space. We heard the click from the closed door and the man stood still. A piece of white paper in one hand and a polaroid on the other.\n\nMarkus Oliver Sarmiento. 19 years old. Took up STEM strand. Supreme Student Government Governor. Glee Club President. Guild of Photographers Chairman. Consistent awardee with honors in the first place. I know, he's one of those so called one of a kind.\n\nIt's been an hour since we tailed him and we even skip class just to do this. It is a given that he always had his polaroid with him because he's the president of the GOP (Guild of Photographers) and sometimes DSLR in hand but I don't know, I just have this feeling that he is the one who keeps on sending me those pictures. I assumed but who cares? I do, duh!\n\n“I don't think this is a good idea. You're so feeler, Patty. My God!”\n“No! I have a feeling that it's him and we're here to find that out and we'll provoke him.” I said.\n“We need to get a screw to fix your head, Patty. This is totally crazy.” Alesh said while shaking her head.\n“I will prove to you that I am right about this.” I said with conviction and followed Markus who was now walking away from the Administration building. The way he was taking in was very familiar that it excites the hell in me. He is walking taking the way to the locker area.\n\n“Oh my gosh. Am I really seeing this? The Governor?” Alesh whispered beside me “And look. There's a piece of white paper in his hand. Is this true?” followed by Jyla’s with an amusement with her voice. \n\nMy heart was beating fast and it was as if I am in a racing competition. Chest heaving up and down as I breathe. This is the moment of truth. I am to witness that Markus is my Anonymous Guy who sends me those pictures. Slowly I looked back and saw my two friends smiling from ear to ear. I know why they act like that and that's the reason why I am like this. They look at me and I grinned at them. When I was about to turn my head back the way to Markus’ I was welcomed by a hard thing and I found myself sitting on the ground. My butt hurts but I was busy to care about it because my eyes widened and my mouth formed an ‘O’ as I look at the person in front of me.\n\nWell built body with broad shoulders. Natural pink lips. Pointed nose. Thick eye lashes. Dark brown eyes. Everything was already perfect if he's not looking at me like he's about to devour me. He had this poker expression in his face and hardened jaw line.\n\n“Are you following me?” he asked with a cold voice. His face is very serious and I can't help but swallowed. I haven't cleared this yet but even though he has the perks in him, he is very serious. He doesn't even smile, well we haven't. He's very good at hiding his emotions and that's the odd thing in him. \n\n“Uh, I-i..” I stuttered and lost with words. He's intimidating and all. I felt a shaking hands in my arms and look to my side, I saw Jyla biting her lip. She's nervous, I am too and I am certain that Alesh does too. Yes, I do understand them because Markus’ has this aura that intimidates the students. He is friendly but his authority is frightening us. Confusing eh? I know. I am confused of what I am saying too.\n\nI looked at him and remembered of what am I to learn. Shaking, I stood up, closed my eyes and sighed heavily. I told him about the pictures, the messages, my speculation and my reason. That it's been two months since I'm receiving those stolen photos with messages. That we saw him holding a polaroid and that photo in his hand and we followed him. And found out that he's heading to the locker area that more makes me certain of the speculation I had. That I am suspecting him to be the one who's sending me those and confidently told him that it's because he's been bringing with him his polaroid. And finally, after maybe forever, I'm done talking. I think I didn't breathe while talking to him. Right now, I'm sighing heavily.\n\nYet he just stood up there and looking at me. His face was still hard and he's looking at me with those cold eyes. It's giving me chills and I could feel myself shaking. But I ignored it, not letting him to know that his presence bothers me. I'm terrified. Who wouldn't? I am facing him, Markus Oliver and God knows how much---\n\n“So you're saying that I am the one who's sending you those pictures Miss…” his gaze diverted from my face down to.. I  immediately crossed my arms around my chest for him to stop looking at my, uh, ugh! What the hell? He's probably going to look at my chest. Just oh my God!\n\nHe arched his brow and had this smug smile on his face. “Stop giving me that comical face Miss..” he continued to look downward and stopped in my.. I.D? “…Rosales. There's nothing to look to in that part of your body. It doesn't interest me.” My eyes widened and I can feel the sides of my eyes heated. Damn this man. Is he insulting me? Ha! But I was just there. Stood up and speechless. \n\n“It's not like I'm the only one who can have these things. “Referring to the polaroid he's holding and the photo on the other. “And your reason is not acceptable. Just because I am holding these now, it would justify your speculation. This..” he raised his hand showing the photo. It's a picture of a lotus flower, probably taken at the back of the school near the lake “is a picture of a lotus flower. I'll be including this to the exhibit of the Photographers Society. I am heading this way because I am about to get my things and go home because Mrs. Santos is not around so we don't have a class.” And that hit me. It's not like everything was absorbed and all but one thing that only registers in me. Markus has nothing to do with those pictures and I speculated the wrong person. What the? This is so embarrassing. I can feel my face heat up with embarrassment and I just found myself running it's way to the stairs. I keep running and running not minding the pain eating up my legs because of running up the stairs. \n\nI just found myself at the rooftop breathing heavily. Legs shaking. \n\nMarkus. The picture he's holding isn't a picture of me. The polaroid. He's heading to the locker area to get his things not to stick the picture in my locker. It doesn’t interest him. Nothing at all. \n\n“What the hell! You're so crazy Patty. Look what you made yourself into. My God!” I shouted. I shouted like it's my last day on earth when I feel like it already is. Then I felt like something vibrating on my uniform, it's my phone, that's for sure. I took it out and read the message.\n\nFrom: Markus Oliver\nThat’s why your face is so familiar. You’re my secretary. Meeting. Monday, 5:00 in the afternoon. Bring your laptop. It's about the upcoming Foundation Day. See you!\n\nHe’s so annoying. He just remembered that I am his secretary? For almost 3 years in the service he didn’t even give a damn about my presence? I am his secretary for 3 years and he’s telling me tgat I’m familiar because I’m his secretary. What the hell?! \n\n“Right. How does the Secretary face the Governor, now? How am I suppose to face him? Just what the hell!” I said and shouted and shouted my heart out and this leads me. Since Friday until this very moment, I still have a sore throat. \n\n\nAnd now that we are in the same space and we're breathing the same air, I felt so suffocated. He's here and I'm still so embarrassed of what I did Friday afternoon. Mother Earth, swallow me—\n\nJyla and Alesh gasped and the cafeteria became silent. It was like we're inside the church. I was a bit bothered by the by the silence then a voice spoke that makes me bothered more and my system in state of calamity.\n\n“Don't forget about the meeting later, Ms. Rosales.” I stiffened, swallowed and drink water. My breathing became heavy and I can't stop my eyelids from blinking. My vision was all clear and I can clearly see  the teasing look from my friends. Just what the hell are they doing right? I know why they are like that and it's so annoying. It's not like they haven't been scared of what happened last Friday and now they're acting like nothing happen.\n\n“Patricia, don't be too obvious.” Alesh mouthed. I glared at her and she just chuckled. Oh yes, they are really my friends. Yeah right. I rolled my eyes and stiffened when I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Ms. Rosales? Why aren't you answering my question?” said he and maybe a reflex action of mine, I found myself heading outside the cafeteria and sitting in my chair inside our classroom while clutching and feeling my the beat of my heart.\n\nWhy can't my heart behave when he was always there? Duh Patricia, you know the reason why yet you're asking yourself. Of course, Patty. He was your crush! For Pete's sake, you're having a crush to Markus Oliver. He's the reason why you entered photography and the reason why you run for the position of a secretary to the Supreme Student Government so you can be with him. And the desperate reason why you accused him as the Anonymous guy because silently, you're wishing it was him.\n\nI sighed then got startled when I heard the door opened. And here it goes again, my heart beat fast and my eyes widened as I saw Markus walked towards me with a plastic in hand. He grab a chair, sit beside me and put the plastic on the table. From it, he took out a styro foam, 2 bottled water and a medicine kit.\n\nI looked at him, bewildered at the moment. Then he spoke “Your friends told me that your throat is hurting. You should take a medicine. Or if you won't then drink a lot of water so the pain will subside, atleast.” He paused and look at me and caught me starring at him. Our eyes meet. My heart melt and maybe my imagination was playing with me because he blushed? Markus just did?\n\nBefore I could ask him that question he stood up and patted my head “Don't forget our meeting later. You don't need to talk, just bring your laptop. See you later, Patty.” He said and turned his back on me heading his way towards the door. But before he could even walk out the door he stopped and I did too for we saw my classmates outside our classroom. Some of them are giggling quietly, some had their eyes widened and shocked and the boys have their smug smile on their faces. \n\nMarkus shakes his head and headed outside passing my classmates who looked at him with amazement. Amazement what for? They must have misinterpreted his move.\n\nI was at awe at the moment when Alesh and Jyla blocked my sight and saw them grinning. I just gave them a what-the-hell-are-you-two-looking-at look. They were about to say something when one of my guy classmate hollered “Dude, just so proud of you. Confess—” the guy was cutted off of what he's going to say for our teacher arrived. \n\nDiscuss. Discuss. Discuss. And finally the class was dismissed but I was here, left at the room. 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Something new that my heart beats faster than the usual. \n\nMy thoughts we're interrupted with the vibration of my mobile phone. I got it and read the message that just came. \n\nFrom: Markus Oliver \nWhere are you? It's already 5 in the afternoon. We're about to start the meeting. \n\nI sighed heavily. I put my phone back in the table, cross my arms around my chest and look at the window. This is my other problem. I still can't face him. Even though we we're face to face awhile ago, I was bewildered and awe at what happened that I didn't even think about our encounter last Friday. \n\nHow am I suppose to face him? I just wanted to be eaten by Mother Earth because of the shame. It would have been better if I just keep my mouth shut. It would have been better if I didn't accuse and suspected that it was him. It would have been better if I didn't follow him. It would have been better if I didn't do anything stupid. I sighed.\n\n“What's with the heavy sigh?” A voice boomed. My eyes widened because of the familiarity of the voice. Quickly I diverted my gaze towards the voice and my sight drifted to the two sets of familiar eyes.\n\nMarkus. Stood next to the doorway looking intently at me. Those perfect eyes that drawns me. The perfectly pointed nose. The naturally pinkish lips. The eyelids. Eyebrows. His defined features. Everything about him is just so perfect, for me. So perfect that he's out of my reach. That thought stings, it pains me. I close my eyes and faced the window in the opposite direction. \n\nFor four years of admiring him from afar, well not literally from afar since I’m his secretary, you know the saying, so near yet so far. He was on my reach and at the same time out. I was just contented but as days passes b,  the feelings I have for him is developing. How I wish, he's my Anonymous Guy.\n\nClick. A flash of light snap me out of my thoughts. I looked into it's direction and saw Markus holding a polaroid and aiming a shot on me. A photo paper went put of it and he got it on his free hand. He put the polaroid on the teachers table. From the pocket of his pants he took out a marker and wrote something at the back of the photo.\n\nHe then look at me. Our eyes met, he walked towards me and everything went slow. My heart reacted. My insides turns and I can literally feel something in my stomach. I can't understand the feeling. \n\nPolaroid. Photo paper. Marker. The message.\n\nWhen he reach my spot, he took the chair and sit beside me. Closing the space between us. I was just looking at him and slowly, he put the photo paper in the table. With shaking hands, I took the photo paper. As I picture it out, *I was crossing my arms around my chest, with crosses legs and looking outside the window, inside the classroom. The usual stolen shot of me. I readed myself, I flip the paper and read the message. My eyes then started to heat up and with a blink of an eye, a teardrop flowed in my cheeks.\n\n“I'm sorry about what happened last week. I was caught off guard. You were about to ascertain the truth. I wasn't ready yet to face you that's why I use my willpower of authority just to get away with it.” He said with full of admiration in his voice. So pleasant to hear. I look at him and for the first time in forever, I saw him with all smiles. A smile that melts my heart. I open my mouth, wanting to say something but I can't utter a word. Damn this pain in my throat.\n\nHe chuckled and raised his hand and reached mine. With his fingers, he wiped my tears and said “You don't have to say something. It's alright. Just let me express everything to you. I am just here. It's alright, your Anonymous Guy is here.” Tall as he is, bent down aand kissed the top of my head.\n\n“Alright! 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Anyway, let's order already. Patty, what's yours?” I looked at her as she says “The usual.” And smiled. They went to the line and I was left in the table lying. \n\nI am Patricia Rayne Rosales. 18 years old, 12th grade schooler. Took up TechVoch strand major in Baking. Dance and Theatre Company and Literary Club member. Secretary of Supreme Student Government, Journalist and a member of Guild of Photographers Society in our University. Maybe you're thinking that I am quite but no, it's just that..\n\n“Girl, we bought you just water since you have a sore throat. Gosh, yesterday was all effort and this but-“ Jyla cut off mid sentense as I interrupt. “S-shut up, J-jy—ugh!” I groaned and they started laughing. I just glared at them. “Okay, sorry. Let's eat already, we just have 15 minutes remaining for the break.” Then they started eating. \n\nBut then maybe the day isn't for me and it's playing me for as I was about to take a bite on my burger, I was interrupted by the students who shouted. \n\n“OMG! They're here already!”\n“He's so cute!”\n“So handsome is he!”\n“Arthur!”\n“Marcus!”\n\nI closed my eyes to relax myself but then flash as lightning a familiar scene flashed on my head.\n\nWednesday, last week\n\n“Keep smiling. You're the most beautiful when you smile ^_^”\n\nI look at Jyla and Alesh as they spoke in unison reading something. Caught a glimpse of the piece of paper their holding and realize that it's a picture of me. \n\n“Your have another stolen picture left at your locker from your Anonymous Admirer, deary.” Said Alesh and handed me the picture. It's a picture of me while sitting and had a sad face. It was me awhile ago feeling a bit worried because I'm not yet done with my project and my classmates have passed theirs. I was told by my teacher that she's disappointed but she slipped it since it was my first time  that I didn't submit on time. It saddened me remembering it but a smile drawn on my face as I read the message. \n\nIt's been two months since I've been receiving pictures, stolen pictures to be exact, that are placed like a sticky note in my locker. From the looks of it, it was captured with the use of polaroid. It always gives me sweet and encouraging words. At first, I didn't give a damn about it. It felt creepy but I find it sweet. Sometimes I keep wondering whoever gave me these.\n\nI smiled as I remember the notes and pictures the Anonymous had given me.\n\n“Hi! Good morning, sunshine!”\n“Today is just so beautiful, just like you!”\n“I've heard you are the highest in your quiz. Congratulations!”\n“Don't be sad, okay? Your pet is in heaven now. It will protect you from above.”\n“You're really a good dancer. Can we dance? I am a good dancer too ^_^”\n\nAll those flashes back in me. It was written in a piece of photo paper with my picture on it. In every move, facial expressions and everything that I do. I know it's creepy, I admit I've been feeling that for awhile now but I just found myself getting excited everytime I went to my locker.\n\n“My gosh! Whoever that is, I just hope he has a decency to show himself.”\n\n“I guess he's ugly.” Alesh said while we walk alonh the hallway. “How can you say that?” Jyla turned to Alesh asking. “Well you see, he keeps on giving this without showing himself. Maybe he doesn't want to show himself because he's ugly.” Alesh said nodding her head as if convincing herself more than convincing us. “Poor reasoning Alesh, cut it!” and we head back to our classroom.\n\n“Actually, I had an idea who this Anonymous Guy is.” I said out of nowhere and that stopped them. “Oh? Who?” Both asked in unison and I just grinned saying “Marcus Oliver.”\n\nFriday\n\n“Hey. Are you sure about this?” Alesh asked as we hide behind the wall near the Administration building. This is where the Faculty, Prefect Office, Guidance and other administrative and official offices of the school. The Club Organizations office and Supreme Student Government office was also located there.\n\nI can saw the Supreme Student Government office from where we are standing. And a moment later, the door slowly opened and a familiar built welcomed our eyes getting out of the four walled space. We heard the click from the closed door and the man stood still. A piece of white paper in one hand and a polaroid on the other.\n\nMarkus Oliver Sarmiento. 19 years old. Took up STEM strand. Supreme Student Government Governor. Glee Club President. Guild of Photographers Chairman. Consistent awardee with honors in the first place. I know, he's one of those so called one of a kind.\n\nIt's been an hour since we tailed him and we even skip class just to do this. It is a given that he always had his polaroid with him because he's the president of the GOP (Guild of Photographers) and sometimes DSLR in hand but I don't know, I just have this feeling that he is the one who keeps on sending me those pictures. I assumed but who cares? I do, duh!\n\n“I don't think this is a good idea. You're so feeler, Patty. My God!”\n“No! I have a feeling that it's him and we're here to find that out and we'll provoke him.” I said.\n“We need to get a screw to fix your head, Patty. This is totally crazy.” Alesh said while shaking her head.\n“I will prove to you that I am right about this.” I said with conviction and followed Markus who was now walking away from the Administration building. The way he was taking in was very familiar that it excites the hell in me. He is walking taking the way to the locker area.\n\n“Oh my gosh. Am I really seeing this? The Governor?” Alesh whispered beside me “And look. There's a piece of white paper in his hand. Is this true?” followed by Jyla’s with an amusement with her voice. \n\nMy heart was beating fast and it was as if I am in a racing competition. Chest heaving up and down as I breathe. This is the moment of truth. I am to witness that Markus is my Anonymous Guy who sends me those pictures. Slowly I looked back and saw my two friends smiling from ear to ear. I know why they act like that and that's the reason why I am like this. They look at me and I grinned at them. When I was about to turn my head back the way to Markus’ I was welcomed by a hard thing and I found myself sitting on the ground. My butt hurts but I was busy to care about it because my eyes widened and my mouth formed an ‘O’ as I look at the person in front of me.\n\nWell built body with broad shoulders. Natural pink lips. Pointed nose. Thick eye lashes. Dark brown eyes. Everything was already perfect if he's not looking at me like he's about to devour me. He had this poker expression in his face and hardened jaw line.\n\n“Are you following me?” he asked with a cold voice. His face is very serious and I can't help but swallowed. I haven't cleared this yet but even though he has the perks in him, he is very serious. He doesn't even smile, well we haven't. He's very good at hiding his emotions and that's the odd thing in him. \n\n“Uh, I-i..” I stuttered and lost with words. He's intimidating and all. I felt a shaking hands in my arms and look to my side, I saw Jyla biting her lip. She's nervous, I am too and I am certain that Alesh does too. Yes, I do understand them because Markus’ has this aura that intimidates the students. He is friendly but his authority is frightening us. Confusing eh? I know. I am confused of what I am saying too.\n\nI looked at him and remembered of what am I to learn. Shaking, I stood up, closed my eyes and sighed heavily. I told him about the pictures, the messages, my speculation and my reason. That it's been two months since I'm receiving those stolen photos with messages. That we saw him holding a polaroid and that photo in his hand and we followed him. And found out that he's heading to the locker area that more makes me certain of the speculation I had. That I am suspecting him to be the one who's sending me those and confidently told him that it's because he's been bringing with him his polaroid. And finally, after maybe forever, I'm done talking. I think I didn't breathe while talking to him. Right now, I'm sighing heavily.\n\nYet he just stood up there and looking at me. His face was still hard and he's looking at me with those cold eyes. It's giving me chills and I could feel myself shaking. But I ignored it, not letting him to know that his presence bothers me. I'm terrified. Who wouldn't? I am facing him, Markus Oliver and God knows how much---\n\n“So you're saying that I am the one who's sending you those pictures Miss…” his gaze diverted from my face down to.. I  immediately crossed my arms around my chest for him to stop looking at my, uh, ugh! What the hell? He's probably going to look at my chest. Just oh my God!\n\nHe arched his brow and had this smug smile on his face. “Stop giving me that comical face Miss..” he continued to look downward and stopped in my.. I.D? “…Rosales. There's nothing to look to in that part of your body. It doesn't interest me.” My eyes widened and I can feel the sides of my eyes heated. Damn this man. Is he insulting me? Ha! But I was just there. Stood up and speechless. \n\n“It's not like I'm the only one who can have these things. “Referring to the polaroid he's holding and the photo on the other. “And your reason is not acceptable. Just because I am holding these now, it would justify your speculation. This..” he raised his hand showing the photo. It's a picture of a lotus flower, probably taken at the back of the school near the lake “is a picture of a lotus flower. I'll be including this to the exhibit of the Photographers Society. I am heading this way because I am about to get my things and go home because Mrs. Santos is not around so we don't have a class.” And that hit me. It's not like everything was absorbed and all but one thing that only registers in me. Markus has nothing to do with those pictures and I speculated the wrong person. What the? This is so embarrassing. I can feel my face heat up with embarrassment and I just found myself running it's way to the stairs. I keep running and running not minding the pain eating up my legs because of running up the stairs. \n\nI just found myself at the rooftop breathing heavily. Legs shaking. \n\nMarkus. The picture he's holding isn't a picture of me. The polaroid. He's heading to the locker area to get his things not to stick the picture in my locker. It doesn’t interest him. Nothing at all. \n\n“What the hell! You're so crazy Patty. Look what you made yourself into. My God!” I shouted. I shouted like it's my last day on earth when I feel like it already is. Then I felt like something vibrating on my uniform, it's my phone, that's for sure. I took it out and read the message.\n\nFrom: Markus Oliver\nThat’s why your face is so familiar. You’re my secretary. Meeting. Monday, 5:00 in the afternoon. Bring your laptop. It's about the upcoming Foundation Day. See you!\n\nHe’s so annoying. He just remembered that I am his secretary? For almost 3 years in the service he didn’t even give a damn about my presence? I am his secretary for 3 years and he’s telling me tgat I’m familiar because I’m his secretary. What the hell?! \n\n“Right. How does the Secretary face the Governor, now? How am I suppose to face him? Just what the hell!” I said and shouted and shouted my heart out and this leads me. Since Friday until this very moment, I still have a sore throat. \n\n\nAnd now that we are in the same space and we're breathing the same air, I felt so suffocated. He's here and I'm still so embarrassed of what I did Friday afternoon. Mother Earth, swallow me—\n\nJyla and Alesh gasped and the cafeteria became silent. It was like we're inside the church. I was a bit bothered by the by the silence then a voice spoke that makes me bothered more and my system in state of calamity.\n\n“Don't forget about the meeting later, Ms. Rosales.” I stiffened, swallowed and drink water. My breathing became heavy and I can't stop my eyelids from blinking. My vision was all clear and I can clearly see  the teasing look from my friends. Just what the hell are they doing right? I know why they are like that and it's so annoying. It's not like they haven't been scared of what happened last Friday and now they're acting like nothing happen.\n\n“Patricia, don't be too obvious.” Alesh mouthed. I glared at her and she just chuckled. Oh yes, they are really my friends. Yeah right. I rolled my eyes and stiffened when I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Ms. Rosales? Why aren't you answering my question?” said he and maybe a reflex action of mine, I found myself heading outside the cafeteria and sitting in my chair inside our classroom while clutching and feeling my the beat of my heart.\n\nWhy can't my heart behave when he was always there? Duh Patricia, you know the reason why yet you're asking yourself. Of course, Patty. He was your crush! For Pete's sake, you're having a crush to Markus Oliver. He's the reason why you entered photography and the reason why you run for the position of a secretary to the Supreme Student Government so you can be with him. And the desperate reason why you accused him as the Anonymous guy because silently, you're wishing it was him.\n\nI sighed then got startled when I heard the door opened. And here it goes again, my heart beat fast and my eyes widened as I saw Markus walked towards me with a plastic in hand. He grab a chair, sit beside me and put the plastic on the table. From it, he took out a styro foam, 2 bottled water and a medicine kit.\n\nI looked at him, bewildered at the moment. Then he spoke “Your friends told me that your throat is hurting. You should take a medicine. Or if you won't then drink a lot of water so the pain will subside, atleast.” He paused and look at me and caught me starring at him. Our eyes meet. My heart melt and maybe my imagination was playing with me because he blushed? Markus just did?\n\nBefore I could ask him that question he stood up and patted my head “Don't forget our meeting later. You don't need to talk, just bring your laptop. See you later, Patty.” He said and turned his back on me heading his way towards the door. But before he could even walk out the door he stopped and I did too for we saw my classmates outside our classroom. Some of them are giggling quietly, some had their eyes widened and shocked and the boys have their smug smile on their faces. \n\nMarkus shakes his head and headed outside passing my classmates who looked at him with amazement. Amazement what for? They must have misinterpreted his move.\n\nI was at awe at the moment when Alesh and Jyla blocked my sight and saw them grinning. I just gave them a what-the-hell-are-you-two-looking-at look. They were about to say something when one of my guy classmate hollered “Dude, just so proud of you. Confess—” the guy was cutted off of what he's going to say for our teacher arrived. \n\nDiscuss. Discuss. Discuss. And finally the class was dismissed but I was here, left at the room. I was really bothered about what had happened to me for two days here in school. I'm in a verge of crying. I am so embarrassed, as in super. Just imagine the shame I've been through. I mean I know it’s no big deal. I can just forget about it but I can’t. But of course, you wouldn't because you're not me. \n\nIt's been an hour since the class ended. And as it ends my classmates especially girls went to talk to me about what's with me and Markus. \n\n“What's with you and him?”\n“He gave you lunch right? He bought lunch for you!”\n“Is he courting you?”\n“OMG! That was President Markus. He's your crush, right?\n“Are you two together?”\n“He's so handsome. My gosh!”\n\nBut of course, I didn't speak nor answer them. How can I? My throat is still hurting and I'm just tired to even answer them in silent gestures. I don't know the answer. It was also bothering me. What he did awhile ago is just something new. Something new that my heart beats faster than the usual. \n\nMy thoughts we're interrupted with the vibration of my mobile phone. I got it and read the message that just came. \n\nFrom: Markus Oliver \nWhere are you? It's already 5 in the afternoon. We're about to start the meeting. \n\nI sighed heavily. I put my phone back in the table, cross my arms around my chest and look at the window. This is my other problem. I still can't face him. Even though we we're face to face awhile ago, I was bewildered and awe at what happened that I didn't even think about our encounter last Friday. \n\nHow am I suppose to face him? I just wanted to be eaten by Mother Earth because of the shame. It would have been better if I just keep my mouth shut. It would have been better if I didn't accuse and suspected that it was him. It would have been better if I didn't follow him. It would have been better if I didn't do anything stupid. I sighed.\n\n“What's with the heavy sigh?” A voice boomed. My eyes widened because of the familiarity of the voice. Quickly I diverted my gaze towards the voice and my sight drifted to the two sets of familiar eyes.\n\nMarkus. Stood next to the doorway looking intently at me. Those perfect eyes that drawns me. The perfectly pointed nose. The naturally pinkish lips. The eyelids. Eyebrows. His defined features. Everything about him is just so perfect, for me. So perfect that he's out of my reach. That thought stings, it pains me. I close my eyes and faced the window in the opposite direction. \n\nFor four years of admiring him from afar, well not literally from afar since I’m his secretary, you know the saying, so near yet so far. He was on my reach and at the same time out. I was just contented but as days passes b,  the feelings I have for him is developing. How I wish, he's my Anonymous Guy.\n\nClick. A flash of light snap me out of my thoughts. I looked into it's direction and saw Markus holding a polaroid and aiming a shot on me. A photo paper went put of it and he got it on his free hand. He put the polaroid on the teachers table. From the pocket of his pants he took out a marker and wrote something at the back of the photo.\n\nHe then look at me. Our eyes met, he walked towards me and everything went slow. My heart reacted. My insides turns and I can literally feel something in my stomach. I can't understand the feeling. \n\nPolaroid. Photo paper. Marker. The message.\n\nWhen he reach my spot, he took the chair and sit beside me. Closing the space between us. I was just looking at him and slowly, he put the photo paper in the table. With shaking hands, I took the photo paper. As I picture it out, *I was crossing my arms around my chest, with crosses legs and looking outside the window, inside the classroom. The usual stolen shot of me. I readed myself, I flip the paper and read the message. My eyes then started to heat up and with a blink of an eye, a teardrop flowed in my cheeks.\n\n“I'm sorry about what happened last week. I was caught off guard. You were about to ascertain the truth. I wasn't ready yet to face you that's why I use my willpower of authority just to get away with it.” He said with full of admiration in his voice. So pleasant to hear. I look at him and for the first time in forever, I saw him with all smiles. A smile that melts my heart. I open my mouth, wanting to say something but I can't utter a word. Damn this pain in my throat.\n\nHe chuckled and raised his hand and reached mine. With his fingers, he wiped my tears and said “You don't have to say something. It's alright. Just let me express everything to you. I am just here. It's alright, your Anonymous Guy is here.” Tall as he is, bent down aand kissed the top of my head.\n\n“Alright! 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