In the silence of Saint Louis University, where the cold air of Baguio wraps itself around every corridor of Perfecto, there are stories yet to be seen — experiences woven deep into the numbing sensation of the city.
In the silence of Saint Louis University, where the cold air of Baguio wraps itself around every corridor of Perfecto, there are stories yet to be seen — experiences woven deep into the numbing sensation of the city.
Everything he saw looked like paint touched by water, where colors spread beyond where they should not collide, letters melting into each other, and edges dissolving before they could stay.
Everything he saw looked like paint touched by water, where colors spread beyond where they should not collide, letters melting into each other, and edges dissolving before they could stay.
Prepare to witness what's behind the unseen. Immense yourself to the world beyond what eyes can see.
