"Okay, class is dismissed," The professor announced, and the tension in the air lifted. I started packing my stuff up and placing it into my bag. When I was done, Alex was already waiting for me near the main entrance of the lecture hall. Funny, he looked kind of excited. Ignoring the smug expression on his face, I descended down the stairs. "Where's the others?" I asked, looking around. "Oh, they had something on and told us to go ahead first," I lifted a brow and my lips were pushed to a corner. "Mmm okay then," I replied. "So it's just you and me," Alex mused. I stopped for a moment. Uh, okay.. "Do you have any plans later on?"I asked, catching up to him.

  "Not really, why'd you ask?" He exchanged. "Well.. We could have some coffee, if that's fine with you." "Starbucks?" "Yeap," He nodded and we headed towards the mall beside the train station. After getting our drinks, I sat down and sipped my Caramel frappe. "Hey Alex.. I wanna ask you some stuff," I started, looking straight at him. "Oh? Sure, go ahead." he offered, smiling. "Well.. It's about this morning," I started. The smile disappeared. I continued talking anyway. "I couldn't help but to notice that something's bothering you." He was staring at his cup now, fingers playing with the rim. "It's nothing," he lied smoothly.

  "Nothing? You can't fool me, Alex," But then again.. Am I prying to much? His reply caught me off-guard. "Well.. I knew I couldn't pull this facade off for too long.. I didn't know if I should tell anyone though, it's so embarrassing." He paused for a moment, and looked at me. "But If it's you, I wouldn't mind," His stare was so intent, it was making me nervous. "O-okay, what's on your mind, then?" I tried asking him as calmly as I could. "I like this girl.." He admitted sheepishly. "But I doubt that she would want a guy like me. I'm not exactly 'boyfriend material', you see," I was about to interject when he cut me off. "Besides, I think that she deserves someone much better. And I think that she likes someone else, too." I frowned as I listened to his pathetic excuse. "Don't think that way. And uh, if you don't mind me prying a little.." I said, trailing off. "May I ask who that girl is?" I finished.  His eyes widened as he straightened up immediately. His face was turning red, too. I guess guys like Alex would get shy too, huh.

  "R-Reira. I like Reira," he admitted. Somehow, after hearing that, I felt something stab me in the chest. It hurt to breathe. "Oh, I see," I murmured. Reira, eh? Well, it's kind of expected. Reira's beautiful and talented.. She was practically everything that I'm not. Of course all the guys would like her. "Silly, isn't it?" Alex laughed it off. "Nah." I told him after I regained my composure. "She's really pretty. She's talented and has a bright personality, too. From the likes of her, I'm certain that everybody admires her somehow or another," I concluded. "So are you," My head snapped up and I stared at Alex. "I'm sorry, what?" I asked. "Nothing," he said flatly. Silence. "Anyway, you shouldn't bring yourself down like that. You'll never know if you never try, you know?" I advised. He just nodded meekly.

  The journey back home was a much quieter one. Alex seemed to be deep in thought, whereas I couldn't help over-thinking about every minor detail. We sat in silence beside each other, our faces turned in opposite directions. Not long after, we parted ways and I walked down the familiar route that led to home. It's not that I'm jealous or anything, I tried to reason it out with myself. But then again.. It was kind of hard for me to take it all in. Was Reira better than me? Every single time, it was Reira, Reira, Reira. No; I don't hate her. She's a really nice girl. I know that. But I couldn't help feeling inferior whenever I compare myself to her subconsciously. It would constantly stir up weird emotions in me, but there was nothing I could actually do about it. I couldn't wait to get home.

  I stared at the ceiling, not wanting to move at all. That was when the introduction of the song "Soundtrack to your life" started playing. I let out a sigh as I patted the bed around me and scooped my cellphone up."Hello? Oh, Delilah. You called at the right time. I've got so much to tell you!" I breathed. "What's on your mind?" Delilah asked. "Well, remember that guy from the cosfest? Truth is that, he's been in the same train as I have been since school started," I began. "No way!" she gasped. I proceeded to tell her the turn of events that happened this morning, ending off at the talk that Alex and I had, along with all the weird emotions stirring in me.

  "Del, am I a bad friend?" I asked. "No! I'm sure this problem is rather common," she replied, after listening to my state of confusion. "It's not like I hate her, but sometimes she really gets on my nerves. It's not her fault, though." I explained. "Aw, don't dwell on it too much, it should be fine as you don't hate her," she reassured. "Anyway, what are you going to do about Alex and Reira?" Her question hung in the air for awhile. I had no idea. What would I do? "Well, I guess I could help Alex.. You know, with Reira.." I mumbled. "Are you sure, Diana? Is that what you'd REALLY want to do?" She prompted. "No." I said without hesitation.

  "Then you should just let them be," Delilah wrapped it up. "But if I were to do that, I would just feel bad about it! I mean, if I know about it, shouldn't I do SOMETHING about it?" I was at a loss. "Sometimes, darling, it's better not to do anything," Her last sentence replayed itself over and over again in my head. It's better not to do anything, huh? I guess I could live with that. That is, if it was the right thing to do.