Chapter 2: The Evil Porky

Chapter 2: The Evil Porky

CEE WAS praying that her favorite cereal would still be available on their university cafeteria. He woke up late earlier and lost his mind to put cereal in the bag. Lazy!

"Oh, man!" He was unlucky because the cereal was already low on the shelf. "Man, is there no stock of any brand of cereal there?"

"No more, mother. There will be again tomorrow."

"Please check if there is anything inside, manang! Please!" he carved. He feels that his day will not be complete if he does not eat cereal.

It's like love. Is it that your day is not complete when you do not taste the man you love-este when you do not see the man you love.

Hashtags are a bit obsessed.

"Here."

Cee looked up and the first thing that came out of her was a packet of cereal. Gradually her eyes widened and a serious man's face startled her. He did not know where this man was hiding because he had only just seen it. Such a handsome man, inevitably here at Brookeshire!

"A-ah. Thanks," he said. He just needs to blame himself because he still stutters.

Eh, kasi naman! It was like Cereal Prince suddenly appearing in front of him!

He had reached for the cereal. The man just nodded and left the queue. He, left stunned.

"It's like I watched a koreanovela, was that the first meeting. Or was it the one in the anime."

It was only then that he noticed that his friend Ava was by his side.

"You and your obsession towards animes and koreanovelas," he said.

It waved its palm. "Let's go to the table. Jea and I will be here next."

Sitting at the table he immediately said, "Do you know who that bishounen is?"

"Vice — what ?!"

"Bishounen. Handsome man. Duh."

"Whatever. I don't know him—"

"Yohann Yap. Graduating like us."

"I will call him Prince Cereal," she said. He grinned as Ava's eyes widened.

"He's handsome, isn't he?"

She nodded. "Good. He gave me his cereal, eh."

"Heh. Just because someone gave you a cereal, it doesn't mean he's good. Maybe you just look really pathetic so he gave it to you, peasant."

She closes her eyes tightly when she hears that voice from behind her. It was non-other than Rake Avila, the monster in disguise.

"There are only people who are really kind, not like you, monster!"

"I'm a handsome and hot monster then."

Though invisible, he knew the man was smiling like a demon. Hmm. Should she call him monster or devil? What could be more important?

"Your illusion," he asked. He turned to the man and glared at him.

He just smirked and then turned to Ava. "Acer is looking for you," he told his friend.

He saw the color escape on Ava's face before she stood up motionless.

The Acer mentioned by Rake is its friend and one of the members of the Spiral Gang. What does it need for Ava? But before that ...

He ate some cereal and ignored the man. He would just think it was just a big particle.

"You really eat like a pig, peasant. It's like you haven't been fed since you were born."

She rolled her eyes at him. He ignored its allusion.

She heard no response from the man. He looked at the side of his tray when he dropped a canned Sprite there. Her favorite drink!

"Here, peasant. You're pathetic."

"Shut up."

The man left. He noticed that the women in the cafeteria followed. Admiration for the man was visible on their faces. She could not blame them because he was really a nice piece of an-okay, stop right there, Cee.

She opened the canned drink and surprise, surprise. The cold drink exploded in his face. The defeated Rake shook the Sprite! He even thought that he was kind to him at least one percent!

"Oh, my God! Raider Avila! I will kill you, you evil pest!" she shrieked as she wiped the softdrinks on her face.

Shit! The viscosity of her face and hair!

"PEST. Evil pest. Monster. Devil. Ah, what else? Oranggutan! Hah! You thought so, ha."

The paper that Cee was writing on was almost punctured due to the stress of her writing. He was very annoyed because of what that lintek Rake did earlier in the cafeteria. He was really an evil pest! So here she is, thinking that she can still call the man to make him conscious.

"Hey, Cereal! You're so mad, ah! What's your problem?"

"Blame your twin's friend, Jea! You're kidding, I was given a Sprite!"

Astonishment flashed across its face. "What's wrong with that?"

"Evil Rake shook your Sprite. Canned Sprite."

He even thought it would fall because of the strength of its laughter. Some kind of a friend, huh.

"All right, laugh more, Jea. I wish you were bitten," he promised annoyed.

Fortunately, he has a reserve of clothes here in their club room. One of the benefits for having a club room was a bathroom just for that club.

"Crush you then so you are teased. Do you pay attention," he replied.

"Can I crush-in his face?"

"That's where the love story begins, Cereal," he added.

"Is that how you and Patch started?"

Jea's grin disappeared immediately. "No. That's how we ended up. Ew. I just remember that we became, I was terrified."

"Afraid of shivering?"

Jea rolled her eyes. "It's like you're thrilled Rake."

"Okay, point taken."

"Is there a point in what I said?"

"Nothing."

They laughed together. I guess this is how it really is when you guys are talking. Even if it makes no sense, go ahead and talk. And even if not funny, laughing.

"Oh, this is it. Schedule before and after graduation." Jea laid some papers on the table.

"Foundation week, graduation ball, educational tour? What are we, high schooler?"

"Yeah, it's just a high school habit, eh."

"All right." He continued reading the schedule of graduating students. "Ano 'to ?! All clubs are required to participate in the upcoming Foundation Week? Jea!"

Like him, the expression on Jea's face was not good either. "Club meeting is a must."

Oh, boy. I just hope they can do something sensible.

Cee was annoyed. Imagine, someone will ask him for advice when it comes to love but when he gives, it will make him angry because he does not like his opinion.

Aba! Napengagulo ni ateng, ha.

"You're just telling me to back off because you like my Rake, too!"

Okay. She totally rolled her eyes at the girl in front of her. What she said was absurd and so impossible.

"Lanie, if you just don't want to hear my opinion-or our opinion here on Lovestagram, can you not waste our time and just leave? It's not my fault if you are too blinded by that Rake," aniya. And so that the effect of what he said would not be too painful, he smiled sweetly at the woman.

He stared at her and rushed out of the club room.

The wind blew him away. Finally, the peace she had been looking for.

"Tsk, tsk. I didn't know you liked me so much to drive my admirers away, peasant."

It was as if someone had flicked his senses when he heard that voice.

He has just asked for a patient as long as EDSA because of the presence of this man.

"Whatever, evil porky," she simply said. Instead of turning the man over, he focused on the papers on the table. Their so-called club meeting is later and he wants the outcome to be productive instead of just chikahan.

"Porky? Me? Huh. I'm not fat. And I'm not really hungry for cereal," he said.

"Porky is short for porcupine. The comb is trendy, porky," he teased and ignored its allusion. "Porky, the maroon porcupine. Cute 'no?"

He thought of that pet name for Rake because of his spikey maroon hair.

Its forehead furrowed. "So you love porcupine?"

"Huh?"

"It's because you love me, right? So you must love porcupine, too."

"Why! Where did you find that nonsense ?!" He glared at the man.

It slowly grinned. If he hadn't been kind, he might have scratched his face in annoyance. He is the one who is annoyed, he is the one who is bored. 'Annoying!

Okay, redundant much, Cee?

It just shrugged in response.

"You know, porky, you'd better leave me alone, huh? I still have a lot to do."

From leaning on the door jamb it walked closer to him. He sat in the empty chair across from his desk. It placed both arms on the table and placed the chin on the palm.

"Actually, I have reasons why I'm here," he said.

"What is that?"

"I would have asked for advice."

Her eyes widened. "You? Asking for love advices ?!" What a horror! There is more hope for the price of fish ball than the possibility that this sadist and bully will fall in love!

"It was a joke," he deadpanned.

She rolled her eyes. Again.

"Do that again. Your eyes will get stuck in there."

"As if I will believe that." To prove her point, she once again rolled her eyes at him.

I think the man is with the devil because he suddenly came home. She closes her eyes tightly because of the slight pain in her eyes.

"'Told you so," Rake said in a sing-song voice.

This one really has no heart. Instead of worrying, he closed his eyes. Not that she wanted to feel his care, ha.

She opened her left eye. He was even surprised to see Rake's face close to his face. It tapped his hand rubbing against the reddened eye.

"What?!" sita niya. Its tapping does not hurt. He was just acting.

"Ah. You're going to be blind."

"Raider!"

"It was a joke."

"It's not funny!"

"Hn."

When he returned, he looked sharply at the man. It was still sitting in front while folding its arms.

"By the way, how's the Sprite?" he suddenly asked.

She saw red. "Evil porky!"

"That evil porky would have stumbled," Cee muttered softly as he made his way to the cafeteria.

Because a few minutes before the Lovestagram club meeting — the official name of the Love Club — he thought of getting something to eat in the cafeteria.

That pest Rake, there was no need and just passed by. He just seems to want this trip. If not crazy.

Arriving at the cafeteria he immediately went to the bread section. He was about to pick up the only cheese bread on the shelf when someone came to pick it up.

When he looked at the owner of the hand, his eyes widened. It was the same guy who gave her the cereal awhile ago! Her Prince Cereal!

When he realized that he was also planning to take the cheese bread, he decided to give way.

"Ah, s-sorry. All right, that's up to you."

He just took Piattos and soft drinks and then sat down at the place where they always eat.

He was about to open the Piattos when someone sat in the empty chair opposite him.

"Here," the person said. Yohann handed him the cheese bread he was holding.

He knew his cheek was already red at those times. Who doesn't, eh here's his crush, he's still being given food.

Does he really look like a PG like Rake says? Ah, ewan. Just, Yohann noticed him!

"S-thank you," he said and reached for the cheese bread. She doesn't know why she suddenly felt so shy towards him.

He grunted as an answer.

While eating, Cee glanced at Yohann. It was just quiet while eating and reading. He read the title of the book.

"Ghost Hunt?"

"Japanese novel," he said simply.

He nodded. What to say, what to do? Think, Cee, think!

"Is it beautiful?"

"If you're into horror stories, it is good."

Blank.

He was just blown away by the wind and satisfied with staring at it. He did not know why the serious man seemed kind to him and why it was at the table with him when there were so many vacant tables but keribels, he enjoyed it.

"I am—"

"Yap."

You’re a big nuisance, Evil porky-pest! he shouted in his mind when Rake suddenly appeared.

"Avila," Yohann said coldly to Rake.

"Dela Cruz," he whispered. When the two turned to him at the same time, he suddenly made a peace sign. He may melt with the laser beam effect from their eyes. "Nice meeting you all," he said cute.

Yohann just nodded at him. It stood up and silently walked away.

As he stared at the distant figure of the man he could not help but sigh.

"Did you see that, porky? He's the only man who will love me completely."

Rake smiled. "You want to wash the Sprite again? I guess you're still sleepy, eh."

"You're just jealous, eh." He immediately bit his lower lip when he realized what had been said. Sometimes really, the lip acts first before the brain.

Rake looked at him from head to toe. Then he grinned as if teasing.

"I'm not that desperate, peasant. But if A cup of your chest becomes a D cup, go ahead, I might even think about it."

"Why-"

The man turned away.

"Hey! Porky! You see, I will really reward you porcupine!" He suddenly remembered something. "And I'm not A cup!"