C. 4.1 "TO DO LIST"

She took the deepest breath she can before she opened the ward for the patient they call V-03. As your door slowly opens, so does her heartbeat. She shut her eyes close to relax her mind before she enters the room.

He came back to remember everything that Mrs. had told him earlier. They were about to meet in its office. Mrs. Dapit said all the scary things possible that might happen to her in this place. It wasn’t really fun with him coming back.

But it wasn't just his rude bisor that bothered him. She is wearing a short pencil cut white skirt and a white polo that is very fit. He knew that Mrs. meant it. A place to torture him. The men then looked at him in every hallway he passed. He will just put up with it for the sake of the mother.

He took another deep breath and then slowly took his steps to enter. He immediately looked for a place to take care of him. Just like last time, he is sitting at the left corner of the room. Watching her every move with his raven eyes. She pulled down her short skirt rising with each step she took. She remembered how he looked at her legs last time.

He forced a smile to hide his nervousness. "H-hi?" he greeted when he reached the middle of the room but it did not move, it seemed deaf around.

"Uhm, I'll cook for you first, okay?" He pointed to the small kitchen. It still did not respond. It just silently watched him.

He sighed before he turned his back on it. He just won't pay too much attention to it. She will just focus on her tasks. She has already started cooking. That was the first on the "To Do List" given to him earlier by Mrs. Place with the uniform he is wearing now, ID and key in his locker.

The instruction was to cook him a chicken rice soup. There is a recipe included with the list so it was easy for her to prepare it. He scooped up a shovel and carried it to a table in a corner.

"How can I give it? There's nothing written on how." He whispered. "I can't just hand it over. He might grab me. I also can't just leave it on the floor. It looks like he has no intention of moving in the corner," he continued talking to himself.

He bit his lower lip while staring hard at the man. How is that?

She snapped her fingers when an idea came. She took the floor mop from the drawer and placed the food on the floor. Using the tip of his mop handle, he slowly pushed the shovel inward inside the yellow line.

"Yes!" he screamed as he successfully placed the food in front of it. "All right! Eat it! Promise it's delicious!" he gladly invited.

He looked at your food for only two seconds and then looked at him again. He waited a few more seconds for it to pick up your puswelo but it ignored it. "All right, eat that. Don't be shy," he insisted but it didn't say a word. He's back on staring at her.

Her smile immediately disappeared and her forehead furrowed. Why doesn't he want to eat? Is there something wrong with what I did? She looked at the recipe again. He may have forgotten to mix or do something but after re -reading it a few times, he is sure he has done everything written in it. Maybe it just didn’t feel like it or he did something wrong while it was watching him cook.

She was devastated when she remembered one of Mrs. Dapit. She said, she can't move to the next task if she is not finished with the current and she can't go home until she finished all.

He almost crumpled the paper he was holding. He can't work overtime. He needs to do all the tasks on time tonight. He still has school early tomorrow so he shouldn't stay here long. It needs to eat.

Her eyes were begging when she looked at him. He could think of nothing to do but beg. But will it listen? Ever since he stepped here in the room it has not spoken.

He clung tightly to the floor mop he was holding to draw courage. Hope to get it please. "What's the matter? Are you full? You haven't eaten before, have you? I'm sure you're hungry so take that."

He smiled sweetly at it and pointed your food in front of it. "All right, pick that up. It's delicious! Promise! I cooked too much for you." No response from him again.

He bit his lip so hard. "What are you waiting for? Go ahead and eat that. Don't be shy. Then so that you can regain your strength. I know it's tiring to drag that on your chains all day," he whispered. but everything he said just seemed to come out of his other ear.

She tried begging him a few more times but he didn't even bat an eye. I think all the silly things have been done and he has said but he still failed. He wanted to shout it out. His patience was about to run out.

He returned the floor mop to the pouch and heavy the steps back in front of it. Every breath he took was deep accumulating the remaining patience he had.

"V-03, eat that." His every word was emphatic. "That's for you too," he insisted but still didn't say a word. She bit her lower lip again. He was really disgusted.

"Why don't you want to eat ?! I still have a lot to do, V-03. And I can't go home without finishing all my tasks! I can't stay here long so don't bother me! Eat that!" he said almost aloud but still had no effect.

He clasped both hands as he lifted them at the same time while his eyes were tightly closed and his jaws were clenched. Patience! Patience! Patience! She kept repeating in her head then she put down her hands. He looked up and stared at it and then took a deep breath. She also tried her best to put on a smile. "If you don't eat that today, your next meal will be open again. Do you want to skip it?" he grunted saying that the teeth were not parting but it was still silent.

"Argh!" he stopped shouting and then he sat down on the floor depressed. "I don't know what I'm going to do to you!" He bent down and closed his eyes then squeezed both his senses. Her head is already hurting here.

"V-03 ... I'm going to review for my exams ... Eat that, go ahead," he said without strength while still holding his head. He's getting tired of clinging to it.

"Let me go."

Her eyes widened at the man who spoke. He immediately looked up to find the one who said that. Her heart pounded when she saw V-03 kneeling in front of her holding the food bowl and just a step away from her. He stared at her for a few seconds and blinked before his brain processed what had happened.

He froze hard and quickly ran away until he was leaning against the wall. She looked at the yellow line. It did not cross the line or get lost in its chain. He could barely breathe easily.

"Oh my God! I thought it was gone," he said breathlessly while holding onto his chest. "Wait, did you speak?"

C. 4.2

Slowly his fear disappeared and was replaced by astonishment. "N-you spoke?" She held her breath as she remembered what it had said. "Gu-you want to s-subuan you ?!"

It nodded.

"A-ayoko!" he quickly declined. "Maybe what else can you do to me!"

He lowered the knife to the floor a few inches closer to the yellow line then sat down in front of the food and stared at him again.

He immediately averted his gaze from its eyes. He remembered what Mrs. Place not to stare at it. She still finds it hard to believe that he can hypnotize people but it's not going to hurt her to be extra careful so she kept her eyes off his gaze.

"Hi-I'm not going to test you. B-you take care of that," he said while looking in the other direction then he slowly sat down on the chair pair of glass table covered by the small kitchen.

He thought about it for a moment and then averted his eyes again. "I know what's on your mind V-03. The moment I approach you, you'll hurt me," he said with a slight tremor in his voice. He still can’t recover from the panic here. "You can't fool me. I've heard a lot about you and I have no intention of adding to your victim list."

She glanced at him again to check his reaction but he still has that annoying poker face. It sat near the yellow line and silently still stared at him. It looks like it's going to be tough. Then he is too. But who will win them? What will prevail? Its hunger or its limited time?

More than an hour has passed but still no one is beating them. Her eyelids were getting heavier and half of her face, which had been sitting on the table, was already red.

He slightly lifted his head and looked at V-03. My God he was still looking at me like a mannequin. Isn't he singing?

It looks like he really has no intention of eating your porridge unless he swallows it. She looked at her wristwatch. She is running out of time. He seems to have lost to the stubbornness of the two of them.

He finally raised his head and adjusted his seat. He took a few deep breaths before standing up and slowly walking towards the front of V-03. He left three steps distance between them then he looked at it languidly.

"All right, you win," he said reluctantly. "I'm going to test you. I'll do what you want, V-03, but I'm begging you, please, don't hurt me."

He took one step closer to it. "I'll be nice to you, promise. I'll enjoy my dishes every day. Just don't hurt me," he pleaded and then he took another step. "You understand me, don't you?" It did not respond. She will just take his silence as a yes. Bahala na.

He took a deep breath before kneeling down and slowly reached for the food bowl in front of him while he was still alert to its every move.

He stirred your food first before scooping up a spoon. "Ah," he said as he opened his mouth.

He obediently and slowly opened his mouth for her. His hand was still shaking as the spoon he was holding got closer and closer to his mouth. When he put it in his mouth, he closed his eyes. "Don't hurt me!" whispering and terrified he said.

When he felt her mouth closing and opening with the spoon he was holding, he slowly stared. He just silently swallowed what he had swallowed while gently looking at him.

It did not hurt him and he felt no danger in its actions and looks. In fact, he is like a kid enjoying a tasty meal. He breathed a sigh of relief. It looks like it just really wants to suck.

After that first bite, his fear subsided so he immediately followed with another. Each time he ate it, he gradually lost his fear that it would hurt him until he became comfortable feeding it.

He just continued to grieve for it when he gradually felt the penetration of his soul staring at him. He had ignored it before out of fear but now that he was calm, he could feel its eyes. And she feels like it is calling her. Begging her to look at those eyes too.

He knew he shouldn't be staring into V-03's eyes but he couldn't help but glance. His gaze distracts her. It was as if a man had just seen him stare at him. He couldn't help but look it in the eyes. He slowly looked up until their eyes met.

His raven black eyes were wild and full of mysteries, but most of all, familiar. He had already seen these eyes. These are the eyes he sees every time he looks in the mirror. Eyes full of longing.

It was as if his heart was pounding as he stared into her sad eyes. The reality of its situation returned to him. He glanced at its chains and then looked again into its eyes full of pity. Who wouldn’t be sad and lonely when chained and locked up alone in this insane room?

He stopped staring into her eyes without the spoon he was holding. "Do you still want?" he asked when he saw that he was running out of food. It nodded sparingly.

He stood up then quickly filled the puswelong holding the porridge again and then returned in front of it. It also immediately exhausted you and did not ask for more.

He smiled comfortably as he stood up. "Finally finished too!" After putting it in the sink, he read the to -do list again. "Okay, what's next?"

He needs to give it medicine. That is the second task. He was about to point out your medicine on the table attached to the wall right above the yellow line but it preceded him. It was already standing there and had finished taking the pills prepared by the doctors who took care of it in the morning.

After draining a glass of water he picked up the syringe that also sat on the same table and injected it into its neck.

He held his breath as he watched the blue liquid seep into the veins of its neck. W-what is he doing ?!

He turned his attention back to the holding list. What he did was the next task. It has already volunteered to do the next tasks. Is he trying to help me?

He turned to look at it in shock when he heard a crash. V-03 fell on the floor and he is convulsing. "V-03!"

In his panic he dropped the list and attempted to run towards it when his feet stopped opposite the yellow line. Mrs. Dapit warned her hundreds of times to never cross the yellow line. She felt scared again. But when he saw that there was blood coming out of its nose, he immediately removed all his doubts.

C. 4.3

He quickly ran to it and laid his head on her thighs. "V-03! What's wrong with you ?!"

He wiped the blood from its nose with his handkerchief and then it stopped convulsing. Capturing it slowly opened its eyes. Full of concern he caressed its face. "Are you alright ?! What happened to you? Why did you suddenly do that?"

It did not answer him. He just stared at her like a man missing his woman. His eyes, full of longing, pain and sadness. Her heart clenched at the sight of those beautiful but sad eyes.

She realized one thing after looking deep within his eyes. They are the same. The only difference is that his chain is invisible. His prison, is his own destiny. V-03 is also a slave of loneliness. They were both victims of circumstances that imprisoned them to the people that do not care nor love them. Making them empty and wanting for affection.

The corners of his eyes almost watered as they stared at each other. "V-03," he said softly then he stroked its face again. "I'll take care of you ..." she whispered.

He didn't know if this was the hypnotism that Mrs. Somewhere but his hand seemed to have a life of its own and he pulled out the hair that covered a large part of his face.

He held his breath as his eyes were fascinated by its masculine beauty. Who would have thought that this V-03 is so handsome. His face is so fine. Every part of it. His eyes, nose, lips, chins, jaws, eyebrows, everything! Shed panty!

He didn't realize for more than a minute that he was staring at its face. If it hadn't touched his hand he wouldn't have stopped staring at it. Okay, she welcomes herself to the fragile club.

He immediately averted his eyes in embarrassment. "U-uhm, o-are you okay?" It forced itself to sit up. He, in turn, supports.

It caressed the neck which was still slightly red. "What happened to you? Why did you suddenly act like that? Are you sick?" he worried looking at its face.

It pointed your syringe at the floor near them. "Because of that?" he asked sparingly.

He stood up and picked it up and then thought about the list he had released earlier. He walked out of the yellow line and picked it up. It states that what happened to V-03 was a side effect of the drug it injected into the neck earlier. Fourth on the list is that he should wait for your convulsions to subside and then clean up any clutter. Like blood. There is also a note here that he should always be clean.

But before he could cross the line he should have called two nurses using the phone here. Not only that, two armed security personnel will automatically enter to ensure their safety.

He frowned at V-03. Isn’t it a bit OA that they’re afraid of him? Is this man that dangerous?

But contrary to all the gossip here he witnessed tonight. He obediently let her feed him. He was behave all through out. He didn't hurt her and she doesn't think that he hypnotized her even for a second. Except when she saw his face. She was sure she was spell bound by his handsomeness. But it didn't show him that he would worry. As a matter of fact, she stepped in the yellow line, she touched him, talked to him and she walked out alive. Nothing bad happened to him.

He shook his head. He sees no reason to fear V-03. She sighed then she focused back at the paper in her hands. "Okay, what's next?"