May 12, 2010
“Damian, do you like me?” a childlike question.
“Hmm… Yes, I do, you are the first friend I made since I came to this country.” little Damian replied.
The picturesque image of two best friend playing on a lake while cicadas sings depicts the image of summer.
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June 5, 2018
“…I am... Damian Romero, 18 years old, Born on the 7th of November. I’m also new here, and also please treat me well.”
I suddenly was shocked from hearing that name, the very name of the first person that captured my heart. The very same Damian whom I fallen for in the heat of summer, the person I admire and the person I forgotten.
“Lucio? Are you ok?” Emery besides me tap my shoulder.
I was suddenly stunned from knowing the person in front of me is the Damian I befriended in my childhood days that I became petrified.
“Ah, Yes, I’m fine.” I meekly replied, although the looks on her face seems puzzled but instead focus on the class introduction.
The very fragrance that keeps reminding me of summer, his natural scent that I kept on remembering. An indescribable smell that lingers from him, it’s not a bad odor but rather a natural scent the human body emit, I can’t describe it as anything but all I can think of is him. All I can think of his fragrance is of the days we spent together.
Nothing happened in class but just introductions, the homeroom teacher then left after saying a few words, one thing stuck to my mind the whole time is…
(Does he remember me?)
I kept on remembering the days we played together and felt nostalgic that I couldn't stop myself from smiling.
Why did I forget him? I couldn’t really remember as I am bad in remembering things.
He was my first love and yet I forgotten him.
As I was in deep thought, my classmates flocked Damian and keep on barging him with questions. "Where are you from?", "Where do you live?", "Are you single?" These questions also piqued my interest as I am curious of Damian as we haven’t seen each other in years.
…
Why haven’t we though? I forgotten it.
Then a husky smooth deep voice sends shivers to my spine.
“Lucio.” Damian is looking at me.
I haven’t really focused on his voice when he was introducing himself because I was shocked from the moment he said his name, his voice is already appealing.
I kept looking at him and couldn’t utter a word.
“Do you two know each other? You both are new so you both must’ve been from the same school before right?” Emery suddenly barged in between us.
“Ah… No, we just know each other when we were kids.” I replied to the overly curious Emery.
Damian kept looking at me with his hazel brown piercing eyes, taking my breath away.
“So you remember me then?” he asked me.
I don’t know how to answer that as I have trouble remembering all the events that happened in the past.
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“Vaguely.” I replied.
His looks became sharp and it seems that he wants to ask more but the flocks of fan girls from inside the room to people outside that kept on passing our room because of curiosity to the new student with foreign looks have become suffocating. I stood up from my chair and left the room, looked for a place with some fresh air because a sudden bomb just drops on me. No matter how deeply I think, I couldn’t recall all the events that happened from the past.
Damian. Damian. Damian.
I keep thinking of his name in hope of being able to recover some memories.
Why am I this forgetful??
I began to give up in pondering as I can’t really remember.
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Whole day passed and Damian didn’t talk to me again, I didn’t try to remember anything more from that point on as it seems I forced my memories of certain events to disappear.
I made some friends because of my approachable nature, mostly female friends as they kept asking me about Damian and all I could say is…
“Just ask him, I don’t want to blabber things from his life.” And that’s how I befriended all the females in the classroom.
I also befriended some males in the room. Although I have feelings for Damian before, I don’t consider myself gay. I tried to test myself by looking at other men, but they don’t give me the feelings I felt for Damian. I don’t even know if I like girls, honestly as they also didn’t give me the same feelings of love.
Only Damian is in my heart I guess, but what about now? Am I still in love with him? Am I?
I went home with nothing special happening, just normal.
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June 6, 2018
Wake up, shower, eat breakfast, and walk to school.
Just my normal routine in life.
Classmates met in front of the gate.
Just my normal routine in life.
But why is Damian walking besides me, he has longer legs so why couldn’t he walk faster and not keep on pace with me.
“Morning.” I greeted him shyly.
“Morning,” he replied with his deep voice.
Girls in this school admired the heavens creation that is the lord Damian, because of his foreign looks, they fall for him.
Is it looks from before that I also had fallen for him? I kept on remembering his childlike appearance and his sweet smile. Nothing more. Is it really just because of his looks?
“Hey, let’s talk later. When it’s just the two of us.” Damian says to me.
Just the two of us? What does he mean by that?
…. Is he in love with me? That can’t be true right? Or else I will lose my mind.
I became rather frantic because of just few words, as a normal person, I could interpret it into various things.
“I just want to ask you something and it would be best if it’s just the two of us.” Damian said to me as he smiled and went ahead of me.
His words are full of questions.
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The day passed by and I can’t keep my mentality stable.
Damian left along with the guys in class, I guess they are now friends, I mean it’s easy to befriend everyone when you are that popular. Before he left, he whispered to me to meet outside the school.
I passed by the gate and went to my usual route home, there I see Damian waiting and leaning on a wall with earphones stuck on his ear.
(Gosh why does he look amazing?) I wondered myself.
I want to avoid him and don’t want to discuss the things he said earlier morning because I don’t know what he will say.
But he saw me, he waves his hand and took off his earphones.
I let out a sigh and just accepted the whole situation.
“Let’s walk for now.” He said and continued to walk.
But why still he didn’t say anything when we’ve been walking for 3 minutes.
“Da- “I was about to asked him but instead I was cut off when he suddenly whispered to me.
“Are you still in love with me?” his deep voice penetrated my ear.
The questions that he asked shocked me.
“…what are you talking about?” I replied.
He then looked at me confuse.
“When we were kids, I think it was on the 21st of May, when I was about to leave the country and go abroad.” He said.
Then a gush of wind blew between us, as I looked at him trying to looked deeply to his eyes. A memory lapse in my mind.
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May 21, 2010
Deep within the woods where the chirping of birds and the sound of cicadas echoes, two little children was sitting on a log watching the river in front of them flows by.
“I’m leaving today.” Boy with hazel eyes looked sadly at the boy with a lonely expression.
“Why did you just told me today, Damian?” the angry Lucio asked.
Damian with a serious look, stared straight on the river in front of him and seems to be deep in thoughts.
“Damian, please don’t leave, I’ll be lonely.” Lucio pleaded.
“My parents are getting divorced, I have to follow my mother, she is alone right now and I can’t just leave her alone.” Damian said with a serious tone.
Lucio also understands that he can’t stop Damian.
“Damian, please don’t leave.” Lucio held Damian’s hands.
“I have something to say to you before you leave…” Lucio seems reluctant to say something.
“What is it?” Damian looked at the face of Lucio.
Silent looms as Lucio couldn’t utter a word for a while.
“I like you.” Lucio told his feelings for little Damian.
“We are best friends after all.” Damian smiled to Lucio.
Lucio’s hands grip Damian’s hands tighter.
“NO…I like you that I want to kiss you!” Lucio couldn’t hold his feelings any longer.
Damian was shocked from Lucio’s words.
Lucio looked at Damian, a smile appeared on Damian’s face, Lucio being relieved but couldn’t believe the words that came out of Damian’s mouth.
“You’re kinda gross...”