Out of Reach
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Andrei's POV
While I was in the middle of reading, I suddenly felt sleepy, so I decided to take a nap. I just lowered my head on the table and fell asleep.
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— At Hernan Gymnasium —
Rayver's POV
I had just finished showering and was in the middle of getting dressed when my phone suddenly rang. I quickly grabbed it to see who had sent a message.
When I opened it, I saw that it was from the organizer.
He was asking me to facilitate the practice. He had already told us in the group chat that we would have practice later at 6 p.m. at the Hernan Gymnasium, and he specifically asked me to facilitate since he had something important to attend to.
He already mentioned this before.
"Rayver, can you be the one to facilitate for now? I'm super busy!" he pleaded in the message.
I didn't think twice and just replied "yes."
In just a few days, the pageant would finally be held. Maybe this was my only chance to get closer to Andrei and finally talk to him.
After getting dressed, I went to the kitchen since I was starving—I hadn't eaten since earlier.
I opened the fridge and saw some tocino and eggs. I grabbed them and started frying.
A few moments later, the food was ready. I set the table and sat down to eat.
I was about to sit when I remembered that there was still Yakult in the fridge, so I grabbed it too before starting my meal.
While eating, I couldn't help but keep glancing at my phone. I couldn't resist anymore, so I quickly picked it up and opened it.
Without hesitation, I went straight to Instagram, hoping for some good news.
But it was the same as always.
User not found.
This happened every single day. I didn't even understand why I kept doing it.
Frustrated, I threw my phone back onto the table and just continued eating.
A few moments later, while I was still eating, my phone suddenly rang again.
I felt so excited—maybe it was Andrei this time. I couldn't help but grin from ear to ear as I quickly grabbed my phone.
But the smile instantly faded the moment I saw it was just another message from the organizer in our group chat.
"Reminder! Practice at Hernan Gymnasium at exactly 6 o'clock p.m.!" the message read.
I frowned as soon as I read it. I really thought it was Andrei, but it wasn't.
"Hays!"
I let out a heavy sigh as I dropped my phone back on the table.
After finishing my meal, I cleaned up the dishes, washed them, and then headed straight to my room to lie down.
When I got to my room, I lay on the bed, thinking about how I could talk to him or at least approach him later if we happened to meet.
"Hello Andrei, how have you been?" I said to my imagination, pretending to talk to the air.
"Ugh, that's so cringe," I immediately scolded myself.
"Uhm, hi Andrei, can we talk?" I tried again.
"Yeah, that should work," I whispered.
"Haaayyysss!!" I groaned, rolling around the bed, grabbing my pillow, and punching it out of frustration.
I squeezed it tightly while imagining it was Andrei.
"When are you planning to talk to me!" I exclaimed at the pillow, pinching and squishing it endlessly.
I felt ridiculous, messing around and venting on a pillow.
Eventually, I just lay back down and covered my face with the pillow. I almost wished I could just sink into it and disappear.
I still didn't know how to tell him everything. I didn't know how to explain what happened back then. And most of all, I didn't know if I could admit to him the truth about my relationship with Bianca now.
It was still a puzzle in my head—what should I say? What should I do? Every night I thought about this. Every night, he lingered in my mind.
But lately, it felt like he was slowly drifting away from me, and I couldn't do anything. I couldn't even bring myself to talk to him.
That's why tonight, if ever I get the chance to talk to him, I won't let it slip away. I just hope I don't lose my courage when the time comes. I hope I'll have enough strength to face him later.
I grabbed my phone, played some music, and eventually dozed off to gain some energy for later.
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(5:45 p.m.)
I was awakened by the alarm on my phone. I quickly got up and turned it off.
After standing, I went straight to the bathroom to take a shower and cool my body a little. I grabbed some boxer briefs from the cabinet, snatched a towel from the rack, and headed in.
A few minutes later, I was done. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled while admiring my reflection.
"Damn, I look good!" I muttered, watching myself closely.
I went back to the cabinet, grabbed my light sky-blue jeans, and paired them with a white t-shirt and a polo shirt.
After dressing up, I picked up my Samba shoes from under my table.
I grabbed my perfume from the table, looked at myself again in the mirror, and whispered. "Sh*t!" and I smirked
A few moments later, I picked up my bag and my phone from the bed and hurried out.
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— Outside the Dorm —
As soon as I stepped out of the dorm, I saw Andrei walking along the covered walk.
I hurried out, hoping to catch up to him and walk together toward the gymnasium.
But he was walking so fast that I couldn't catch up. I was about to call out to him when someone else suddenly called my name.
"Rayver!!" shouted Bianca as she ran toward where I was standing.
I turned to look at her.
"Wait for me!" she added as she kept running.
I smiled at her as I waited. I was about to turn back to check on Andrei when suddenly a guy approached him, casually slinging his arm around Andrei's shoulder. The two of them then walked together toward the gymnasium.
I couldn't make out who the guy was.
"Let's go to the gymnasium together!" Bianca said, pulling my attention back.
"Alright," I replied shortly with a nod.
So we walked side by side toward the gymnasium. It wasn't that far anyway, so we didn't even have to hurry.
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"The hardest goodbyes are the ones that were never spoken—just like the deepest feelings are the ones that remain unexpressed."
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