He was still busy eating and didn't seem to notice what words came out of his mouth.

We all looked at him. He hadn't even looked around and his attention was only on the plate. Rigel kicked him causing him to cough which I grinned at.

A few more rice spewed out of his mouth. He guiltily looked at us and laughed nonchanlantly.

"I me-an, he'll be going to eat so-mething cooked by Jelly… yeah, yeah, that's what I mean," he hesitated to recover from what he said and continued eating like as if nothing happened.

My brows knotted, but I do know that Jelly is a good cook. But she’s good with boys too. I conclude they’ll do both, eat the food, and eat each other.

It was as if I had lost my appetite. I shouldn’t feel ‘this, so what if they eat each other?

I almost laughed bitterly again. Callisto is not worth it to consider as my potential man if he can’t tame his raging sperms! Anyway, it looks like Jelly is really his type.

It's as if I'm surprised that even after washing the dishes, the two still dominate my mind.

What the heck, Celcel! They are not worth of your time. He is not!

I have finished washing the dishes, the others are already in the living room and getting ready. They will be leaving before lunch, but they re-prepared their things. It's been over an hour and a half, and he's still gone.

“Callisto! Man, how many rounds you did? Long time no see, you missed jogging time and breakfast and then, you just showed up now? Tsk, awesome, ”I heard West say.

I didn't hear much in the kitchen but I understood because of the strength of his voice.

That means they didn't go jogging together. Do they exercise in bed?

I laughed and shook. His so fast, so did he ask where's jellu's house was because they had a plan?

The drink was still last night, and they just plan it today?

Rigel and the others also asked questions but I could not hear much in the weakness of their voices. I think they are asking for details.

Does a man really kiss and tell? And is there a woman who is proud that they are good in bed?

I shook at the thought and focused my ear on their conversation.

"It's delicious."

At the same time Callisto said that, the plate slipped into my hand which full of foam. It fell on my foot but did not break. I gasped and almost beat myself up at the thought.

Delicious? Who? Jelly or her cooking?

I shook my head and tried to think that boys doesn't mean royalty. I am more than happy, alone. Self-love is a bit selfish, but I love myself more than anyone else. Yes, more than my family, don’t get me wrong, I love my fam, but there are things that only myself knows. And for the boys, man rather. I am not waiting for the right one, but I am searching a potential one. If I’ll just wait, I don’t know how many more years I’ll spend waiting. While it took me twenty years searching for this potential target which sadly, already took by someone related to me. I am picky, I am looking for that someone whom will get into my veins.

I almost never lost that in my mind. If all the men were to going to like Jelly, then there would be nothing left for the others. Or maybe there is more? Hiding? Maybe!

Until school I carried that within me, even their meaningful stare before the man finally left.

Yeah, man. Let’s forget his name for now. I think others have already taken it and still own it.

“I want you to make a good research! Conduct research that interests you! You will be the one to choose the topic, the place, your participant, or respondents, depending on the type of research you will be doing. Make clear of your rationale, your objectives, and your research problem! I don’t want to hear any complain anymore. Do what I said, that’s it, and we’re done! ” said by Ma'am Just.

How many times have I scolded myself, trying to focus my mind in the class. My classmates even beat the bee in a whisper, they couldn’t complain. The bad words that come out of each of their mouths are just air.

Others raised their hands. I would also like to ask.

“Yes, Layla?! Have a complaint? ”

“No, ma’am. I just wanted to ask if I can make participants all the handsome men in engineering? ” she suppresses giggle while speaking.

Engineer? Tsk. Is every woman crazy about the engineer? Why? Because their salaries are high? If astronaut, seismologist, volcanologist, I might even be first in line.

Why not, Callisto? I shook violently and was forced to get it out of my mind. He’s not good, and not healthy either. Just thinking about him is already dangerous.

I want to scold myself for the journey of my mind to him. I shook my head and forced myself to listen to Mrs. Just.

“You may, if it is related to your research. Make sure you have documentation or pictures, proof that you interviewed them. Do not forget to ask for demographic profile, include the name and contact number but make it optional. You may sit. ” She even gestured it with her hand.

I feel like ma’am is also interested to engineers.

“Ma’am?”

"Yes, Abby?!"

“Can I conduct a reseach in Bukidnon? We were going on a vacation there and I plan to conduct my research there as well,” she said shyly.

“Too far, but yes, you can. Make sure you have all the resources with you and someone who knows the place completely. Research first their tradition, culture, beliefs, way of life and everything, so that you cannot make something that will disrespect them. Ethics! Ethics! All of you, put that always in mind. No more questions. I’ll take this leave, good day! ”

That’s all she said before leaving. One by one my classmates stood up and left. Even I had my bag ready and went along. It's hard to think of something you haven't done before.

What is a good topic, what is my interest? I thought as I walked, I didn’t know what to do. It would be a year of doing this research but I need to start doing it early.

‘Conduct a research that interests you!’

That interests me? Callisto interests me, but not possible.