everything was fast. his friends suddenly popped out of nowhere & the silence were gone. they started to tease me about being stupid for not knowing any single plant (aside from the grass) from the school's garden, about my dark skin, being the oldest student from grade two, that i should be ashamed for everything.

i was on my way to grab some food (recess time) when i saw him reading some old abandoned notebook from a broken brown arm chair outside my classroom (technically beside my classroom which was close to the canteen). i didn't know why he happened to be there or he was going to grab his own food. i noticed it was quiet.

i never noticed Save until this memorable moment that i will never ever forget - he saved me from his friends' another plan of bullying me. and man, he was doing it smooth, effortless with sincerity, concern, and greatness. he was so cool.

i was new to this school and i was then the topic of everybody's conversation because i was from a city. to make it short, i was bullied there. the bullies thought doing harsh things to me were fun. and because of them, i met Save. the bullies were his classmates and buddies. yes, buddies. like they're Save's go to friends.

On October 20th, I celebrate my saviour's birthday - my crush in grade school. I call him Save.

it's not that i am scared of dying.. it's the timing when you actually are dying.

what if i can fly?