"When it comes to love I am unlikely to choose which of them." - Jessica

Consistently, when did the heart follow the brain's words?

Some people follow their brain and then, in the end, regret it.

What is it really? Which of them do we always follow? The heart or the brain?
When it comes to when to love, the heart first dictates to us. And when we hurt, then that is the time we say to use the brain. Odd, isn't it?

Right now, we will focus on Jessica Sandoval's love. The woman who loves easily, believing in love, and in the end, the brain will dictate her decisions and what else can happen in her life. And those yet to come.

If true love came to Jessica, would she still depend on the brain?

Love Complex: CXJYZ

It's nice to hang out at the gym, especially when there are classes. Physics makes my brain bleed. I often do not go to that class anymore. 


I'm Yael Tenioso, at your service. Senior high school student. I belong to the last section—the F section, to be exact. I remember my teacher saying, "section F is the failed section." To my mind, that means the "Fun section." Our section is fun, and we are super happy that the teachers are annoyed. 


Always no assignments. I failed the periodical exam. Sometimes absent. But many times, I do not go to school. I spend time hanging out. 


I always get guidance because I still run away from the school services I have to do. It's good that I haven't been kicked out of school yet. They think maybe I'm graduating and leaving, so give it a go. Be patient with someone like me. 


As punishment, I was ordered to clean the garbage can. Instead of cleaning up, I decided to walk along a tree planted near the school gymnasium. I slept for a while, listening to the women's clamor during the men's basketball practice game. What do those girls get when they watch the game? Nothing. Those men will also ignore them. 


I stretch for a moment and suddenly turned around. 


"That's Jessica." I followed her with my gaze. She hurried out of the gym. I even looked away, and to my great surprise, the men's basketball coach stopped. 


They talked for a long time, and I could see Jessica's happy face in their conversation. What are they talking about? 


It seems like recently, I saw him crying while talking to a man. And not just a man. He is a boyfriend. 


I heard them arguing near the tree I was hanging on to. The two were so noisy that I woke up. I slowly moved my ears closer just enough to eavesdrop on the conversation outside. I saw the guy left suddenly. The woman cried as the man walked away. The woman continued to cry. I scratched my head so hard and wondered what I could do. Since I did not want to see a woman screaming, I slowly approached her. 


"Your face will be tomato if you continue to cry." 


I sat close to her and stared at her with a smile. 


"Who are you! You annoy me even more!" She said. 


I covered my face once it swelled so she could laugh. I looked like a clown just to make her laugh. Such humor is still very popular. 


"Who is the best animal on earth?" I asked her. 


She laughed again. But instead of asking me "what," she answered me… 


"You have such a quirky humor. Though I don't know who you are." 


I reached out my hand once to introduce her. 


"By the way I am Yael, graduating student and you?" 


I laughed because she was so respectful of me. She made me so old. 


I would still like to talk to her but, I suddenly saw our principal, so I ran away. 


"When we meet Jessica again. Let's talk once again." 


I wanted to follow her, but I saw her best-friend, Jackie. I no longer hesitated, so I never approached Jessica again. 


Every day, Jackie brings me lunch and money as a fare from going home. 


Even though our section is on the 5th floor, she always goes to my room, asked my classmates, and ask questions about me. I was constantly pissed off. 


I just left the gym and looked for some time to pass. I still have 20 minutes before the bell rings. I hope the recess of the third year and fourth year are the same to talk to Jessica. 


I do not know! I like her laugh with matching teary eyes. And also ask if she wants sir Chris.


Be Happy