It has been two days since Androus and I returned home from Baguio, and from the day I surrender my virginity to him. Most of all, it's been two days since I admitted to myself that I like him. I know I shouldn't be. I know it was a foolish idea to be in love with him because I know I would never receive love back from him. But still, I don't care. It doesn't matter to me at all. I'm not asking him for a love in return anyway.
I like him. I fell for him. I love him. That's it. However, I don't have any plan to tell him about my feelings. He doesn't need to know about it.
About my job at the TB Bar, a good thing, my boss understood why didn't I come to work on my first day. Well, he looks so nice, so luckily I caught up in the waitress slot. Of course, Androus didn't know that I am work
