And I was right. She was here in the school. “Hmmm…I-I w-as p-prohibited to let anyone enter the premises on Sundays.” The security guard in his mid 50’s said. He was nervous. Maybe he already let someone in and is afraid to be find.
“Yssa Vergara? She’s here right?” I asked which makes him look more fluttered. I am certain that she was here.
“Kuya guard…just let me in this time.” I pleaded to the security guard standing on the gate but to no avail. No choice.
I step on the engine and directed towards the back gate. It was a five meter metal gate. And it’s now rusted. I got off the car. My trainings in MMA will be a waste if I cannot even climb this thing.
*Whossh!
I successfully landed on the ground. I shake off the dry leaves attached on my pants and proceeded to the open court. Whe
