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"Leave me alone or I'll call you names you do not want to hear." I smirked. Hindi naman ako natatakot sa sasabihin niya. He can call me b*tch, slut or whatever he pleases. I know who I am, and his idea of me won't matter. Sino ba siya sa buhay ko? He's just someone I want to flirt at this time of my life. Hindi ako masasaktan sa sasabihin niya because he does not even matter to me. "Go on." Nagbuga siya ng malakas na hininga saka nagtitimpi akong tinignan. "What the heck do you want so you could leave me alone? Huh?" "Oohh, feisty," kinindatan ko siya. "I like that." Kinuha niya ang cellphone sa bulsa saka iyon pinakita sa akin. "Should I call a mental institution for you?" Tumawa ako ng malakas. Does he really think I'm crazy? "How about an engineer to take care of me?" Banat ko s