I thought that his mother was joking when she said that her son is weird. But now that I'm in the car with him, I can confirm that her son is weird.

He has this interesting yet annoying aura. I wasn't intimidated by him, I was disgusted for some reason and maybe it's because of the cigarette pack I saw. It was probably his because I saw the faint cigarette stains in between his fingers.

Hindi kami nag uusap habang nasa biyahe. We don't have any reason to talk naman kasi. I don't like him and he probably feels the same way about me too. There was no enthusiasm, he didn't even cared if I was having a hard time pushing the fucking cart!

Not that I was complaining. I was just expecting a different approach from him. At least hindi ko kailangan mag alala kung maingay ba siya o hindi. He seems like a person who is invested in his studies pero may tinatago talagang sikreto.

We are now currently at the parking lot and I still didn't get any help from getting my bags to his apartment unit. "7th floor, RM 709. Be quiet, rinjin wa urusai hito o nozonde imasen. Okay?"

I rolled my eyes before slightly nodding. Akala niya naman mag iingay ako rito at kailangan ako sabihan na ayaw ng mga tao rito ng maingay. Ang yabang naman ng kilos niya, kanina pa siya pa-iba iba ng pananalita niya. I wanted to mess with his head so I cleared my throat before speaking.

"Wakarimashita, mata ni-kai de aimashō." I replied. He wasn't very good at masking his reaction so I saw that he was surprised that I can speak nihongo and understand what he was saying. Kagaya ng sinabi ko noon, gustong gusto ko pumunta rito kaya inaral ko ang wika nila para naman makausap ko ang mga tao rito.

Hindi naman na niya 'ko kinausap pagktapos no'n at tuluyang iniwan na ako. I couldn't care less about him though. I got all of my luggages and pulled it one by one to the elevator. It was about to close when someone shouted.

"Doa o akete kudasai!"

I immediately held the door for the person to come inside the elevator with me. He was a tall, moreno skinned guy and he looked cute. Mukha ngang pasok pa siya sa mga type ko e.

"Arigato!" He said with a smile and I just forced a slight grin at him.

"No problem," I said.

"You speak english?" He asked and I nodded. "I'm Kazuko, and you are?" Binigay niya sa akin ang kamay ko and he waited for me to introduce myself and shake his hands. I hesitated because I don't want to make any new friends but I guess one friend won't hurt.

"Fleurienne, you can call me Rienne."

"Are you new here?" He asked and I once again nodded as a response. "You look like you're a Filipino, am I correct?"

"Mhm, you must be half—"

"Half Mexican, half Japanese." I nodded because I was kind of amazed because of his ethnicity. Bihira ang maging half mexican.

When it stopped at my floor, I had trouble taking out all of my luggages but Kazuko was kind enough to help me with all of them. I only had to push my small luggage and carry my backpack.

When I arrived at the door of Kaito's unit, I was about to knock but noticed that the door was already open so I turned to Kazuko and smiled.

"You can leave those there, thank you for helping me."

"No problem, anytime! If you need anything you can knock on the one next to yours," he said and my mouth formed an 'o' shape.

"You live next door?"

He nodded, "What a coincidence, right? Anyways, I have to go now. Have fun unpacking your stuff, if you need someone to build your furniture... you know who to call," he winked at me before turning his back against me.

What a cutie. Buti pa 'to guwapo na, mabait pa. E itong room mate ko, pogi nga masungit naman. When I got inside, I saw that his apartment furniture was all black and brown. Mukhang hindi alam nitong lalaking 'to ang mga kulay at ang pinili niya lang ay puro neutral colors.

I saw him on the couch and he had a frown on his face, ano nangyari sa kaniya? I shouldn't be caring about him but his face looks so funny so I burst into laughter.

"What's so funny?" He raised a brow at me and I composed myself again before looking at him in a straight face again. Dapat hindi ko pinapahalata na mukha siyang tanga ngayon.

"Nothing, mukhang tanga ka lang kasi."

"Talaga?" He said and stood up before walking towards me. He was inches away from my face and I felt my face heating for some reason but I looked away. "Tumingin ka sa akin," he said again, which made me realize that he can also speak tagalog.

I turned my gaze back to him and he was slowly getting closer to me even more! "Kung mukha akong tanga, mukha kang kamatis ngayon." That was the last thing he said before he went inside his room. So I am assuming that my room is on the other side of the hallway.

When I went inside, there was already a bed with white silk sheets. Humiga ako sa kama ko and it felt so fucking comfortable! At least mayroon nang isang rason para mag stay ako rito.

It took me a few minutes before getting up and fixing my stuff. Walang ibang laman ang kuwarto, dalawang cabinet lang at isang bedside table. The room was a little big so I have to figure out what I'll put here in my room for the meantime.

I'll buy those things tomorrow. Kailangan ko muna ngayon magpahinga at mag ayos ng gamit.

Habang nasa kalagitnaan ako ng pag aayos ng gamit ko, bigla namang may tumawag sa telepono ko kaya sinagot ko ito.

"Hello? Why am I hearing from you this early?" I asked my Mom and I heard that there were two voices again. I'm assuming she's with Kaito's Mom.

[Anak, kumusta ang flight mo?]

I put my phone on speaker before placing it near me. I continued folding my clothes while talking to her. Not gonna lie, even if I don't really show much affection to my Mom, I do miss her.

She may not be the most perfect mother that could provide me everything, but at least she was there for me since day one. My Dad wasn't. Sa una lang siya naging magaling.

My Mom told me he cheated on her and that's why she took me away from him. Kung noon hindi ko maintindihan ang rason na iyon pero ngayon, alam ko na.

[Can you bring the phone to Kaito? He hasn't been replying to me ever since you got picked up by him.] Mrs. Ren told me and I got up before walking towards the other end of the hall.

I knocked on his door before going in at ang una kong napansin ay amoy sigarilyo ang kuwarto niya. I saw him sitting on the window without any shirt on and a cigarette in between his two fingers.

Naubo naman ako bigla dahil nalanghap ko 'yong usok which caught his attention. Agad naman siya bumaba sa kinauupuan niya at kumuha ng t-shirt.

"What the fuck?"

[Did he just cursed you, 'nak?] Biglang sabi ni Mrs. Ren at nagkatinginan kami ni Kaito. Agad naman ako lumabas na ng kuwarto niya at hinintay na lang siya na lumabas.

"No Tita, he just got startled because of me." I answered her and after a few seconds, lumabas na si Kaito and I noticed that he sprayed his perfume on him like it would remove the cigarette scent.

"What do you want?" He mouthed and I gave him my phone.

Lumayo naman sa akin si Kaito and I stood near the kitchen counter while waiting for him to finish the call.

After five minutes, bumalik na siya at inabot muli sa akin ang telepono ko. "Yes po?"

[Remember, if Kaito does anything bad to you let me know, okay? And if you need extra cash, send me your bank account and I'll give you your allowance in advance.]

"Okay po, Mrs. Ren. Thank you po."

[Tita na lang, hija.]

"Okay po, salamat po."

When I ended the call, I noticed that Kaito was staring at me with dark eyes. "What?"

He sat on the kitchen counter and we both kept our eye contact. Bigla ko tuloy naalala ang nakita ko kanina sa kaniyang kwarto. He has a six pack! He also has a tattoo near his v-line.

But overall, his body was so—teka. Snap out of it, Anathasia Fleurienne Keller! He has a bad attitude and smokes, wala siyang kwenta. Kung may bisyo ka, alam mong hindi magiging maganda ang iyan sa future relationship niyo if ever. Wait, bakit ko naman iniisip 'yon? Hindi!

"Are you just gonna stare at me like you want me?" I impulsively asked which I regret but didn't act like I asked a stupid question. I saw him smile out of amusement but quickly composed himself to look serious.

He was a very readable person. I could tell that this whole serious personality and rudeness is all an act. But why does he do it though? Sa akin lang ba siya ganiyan o sa lahat?

"Look, we need to make some house rules." He said in a monotone and I scoffed, what am I a seven year old? "You look like a baby who didn't get her lollipop." He pointed at my face and I rolled my eyes.

"Kanina, you went inside my room without my permission. Paano kung may ginagawa akong hindi mo p'wedeng makita?" He asked and I raised a brow at him.

"What are you going to do that I can't see? Fuck yourself? Fuck a girl? Don't worry, I don't care about your sex life. I would rather kill myself than stick my nose into your business," I crossed my arms before looking away pero nakita ko ang pilyo niyang ngiti sa aking peripheral vision.

"Ang haba ng sinabi mo ah," he said in a monotone. I turned back my glance at him and I gestured to him to explain to me his house rules.

"You can't come into my room without my consent. I don't want my things to be touched. Every weekday I'm at my university studying so don't call or text me." Don't call or text him e wala naman akong number niya, tanga ba siya?

"I often get home late, mga 9 PM onwards so don't cook for me." Wow! As if naman na lulutuan kita. "We both share the kitchen so per week salitan tayong bibili ng pagkain sa market. Also, we both have to clean the apartment at least twice a week. I don't like living in a dirty place."

"And lastly, you can't bring any guy here unless I know them."

Doon ako nag react, "What kind of rule is that? I don't give a fuck if you invite a girl over and fuck her while I'm here, so why can't I bring over some guy friends?"

"Hindi mo 'to apartment," he said at tumayo galing sa counter. "My unit, my rules. Besides, you don't have any friends."

"Hindi kita boyfriend para pigilan ako sa gusto kong gawin," pakikipagtalo ko pa rin.

"Hindi nga kita girlfriend pero nakatira ka sa apartment ko, nagreklamo ba 'ko?" I then scoffed before walking towards him.

"This is not your apartment. Tita is the one paying for the fees here, wala kang binabayaran. So technically, this is hers."

"Sa kaniya nga 'to pero nandito ba siya? Wala 'di ba? Kaya wala kang choice kung hindi sundin ako."

"Bakit ba bawal? Are you the jealous type that has a crush on me or something?" I asked and he stared at me for a few seconds before laughing.

"Get a load of yourself. Walang kagusto gusto sa 'yo. You're a weird nonchalant person who doesn't give a shit and doesn't know how to properly smile." He said and that hit me.

I didn't know if I should be offended or just simply accept the fact that he's right. I turned my back against him and went back straight to my room, slamming the door behind me.

Hindi ko na lang namalayan na tumutulo na pala ang luha ko. This is why I don't like people. They judge you for who you are. What's so wrong about not caring about anything that doesn't concern you? It's bullshit!

This dude doesn't know what I went through and why I became who I am right now. I lost my smile and I hate it. It's not like it was my fault for being this depressed, anxious, and cry-baby me right now.

First day and I already fucking hate it.