Wayo's POV.

Ming and I were seated outside a coffee shop just a few blocks away from my dorm.

I was ranting about the fiasco I ran into upon my arrival this morning.

"I don't know why I did that either," I said, resting my chin on my hands.

"..."

"Whenever he's around, I can be pretty snarky and I always notice everything about him down to the tiniest detail."

"..."

"Remember that time I made a comment about how messy his hair was? Well, I was actually thinking how hot it made him look but I didn't dare mention that."

"..."

"There was also this one time he was late for school and I said how lousy he is for being tardy but then I kept ogling on how he looked, rugged and sweaty."

"..."

"You see, everything he does makes him look even cooler to me."

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All this time I was talking, Ming was listening lazily sipping on his chocolate milk. He only responds by wiggling those thick eyebrows of his at me.

"And what happened this morning turned out to be..."

"... A complete mess." He quipped with a smug look on his face.

Yeah. I bored my best friend to death blabbering about P'Pha like for hours now. A few girls around are trying to catch his attention and he seems to be more interested in it. He's good looking enough and I bet he can get all the girls he liked.

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"f.u.c.k it, how am I going to face him after this?" I buried my face on the table with all hopes gone. I totally ruined my first chance of meeting P'Pha.

"Oh, come on, Ai'Yo. I myself think that's already a good thing. I mean with what had happened." He was saying in such a positive mood.

"But what's good in it?" I asked with a sign of frustration.

"Can't you see? Now at least he met you." He replied. "Knowing you and that ratty mouth you got there, I say that's a good start so keep it up with how you're handling it."

"Are you nuts? How's that supposed to be showing any progress?"

"Look, you know it. I know it, that's just the way you talk. You were never one to be a sweet talker, just admit it." Ming said matter of factly.

"Would you expect me to hear you say (In a high pitched voice), 'P'Pha, I like you, can we go out?' or 'P'Pha, have a good day'. Now that's something I would never hear from you. It would take so much effort before you can say those things." He went on and he's annoyingly on point.

"I guess you're right." I conceded.

"So if that's the only way for you to talk to him, just go on with it. Even if he'll see you as a freshman risen from h.e.l.l then so be it. At least, that way you're constantly in his mind." He said mischievously.

"That's a lame logic, Ming," I said though I'm starting to consider it.

"Whatever you say, man, just don't forget to thank me big time the moment he proposes to you." Ming teased with a wink.

He can be a big goof sometimes but I'm glad he's around. I may be having a dilemma because of what happened and he still finds a way to make positive things out of it.

I think I'm taking his advice.

What will I tell P'Pha the next time I b.u.mp into him?

Maybe a couple of 'Hey, how's it going?', 'Did you study well, P'?'

Nah.

Ming's right. I'd be hard pressed before I actually say those things.

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