The one thing that's scary when someone updates you on what's happening with people you haven't been in touch with for a long time, is finding out that they died.
This morning I was informed by a classmate/colleague that one of our batchmate in college was murdered two weeks ago.
I personally don't know Clarence very well. We were never classmates, we did have common friends but we were never friends. We do say hi to each other. I remember he's one of the meek gay people from our course. The one who was almost always bullied or harassed by friends. But he was nice. He often greets me when we stumble upon each other.
After college I never really heard from him again. I know he works for a telecommunications company. But other than that, I have nothing.
Apparently he was murdered by two teenage boys he met in Malate. He was found naked and was robbed of his personal belongings.
The suspects already surrendered to the authorities but said that they only did it because they were just protecting the younger brother from being molested by Clarence who held him at knifepoint.
Honestly, I never saw in Clarence's personality as someone who can threaten another person at knifepoint. But even if it was true, he did not deserve to be butchered and stabbed 13 times. He was a good person.
My prayers to his family and to everyone he left behind. I hope he finds peace and justice.