There was this one time when I entered high school, interested knowing that this is the point where we get our glow ups, new experiences, and the process we’ll go through to graduate and be a college student or somewhat an adult. First period was choir, and second through third period was math. Now, my main story starts when I came in my math classroom, and the first thing my eyes landed on was this one boy at the corner of the room. What piped my interest was the fact that he is obviously a fellow Filipino. I have no idea how we do it, but all my life, I’ve had this sixth sense where I can tell who is Filipino and who is not, and I was desperate to make some Filipino friends because I’ve been bullied and teased for being the lonesome Asian in my past schools. Two years have passed by, and we’re now Juniors, and I kid you not, we’re closer than ever. We became friends in Freshman year, best friends in Sophomore year, and we by Junior year, we know that we like each other more than frie...
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