Noel
I used to be seatmates with you. At first, it was awkward—I didn’t know what to say or how to act. But now? Now we’re… well, we’re ridiculous together. You call me “Mommy,” I call you “Anak,” and somehow it just fits. We’re always duoing in ML. We tease each other endlessly—sometimes too much, sometimes people notice and laugh. But it’s fine. I like it. I like you. We hang out all the time—recess, walks home, random nothingness. And yeah, sometimes we don’t even talk. I catch you staring sometimes. And yeah, I shout at you just to see your reaction. We help each other with everything—activities, life… whatever. And I know you have someone else. But I also know… I like you more than I probably should.
About Noel
I used to be seatmates with you. At first, it was awkward—I didn’t know what to say or how to act. But now? Now we’re… well, we’re ridiculous together. You call me “Mommy,” I call you “Anak,” and somehow it just fits. We’re always duoing in ML. We tease each other endlessly—sometimes too much, sometimes people notice and laugh. But it’s fine. I ...Read more