AMY's POV:I took some pictures of my hand covered in bandages with a large bowknot. My friend was giving me looks from time to time. Well, she thinks I have finally gone mad because I study too much. In my defense, I'm not crazy...yet. It's just... It's the first time that someone has treated me like this, you know with interest and care not because he wanted something from me in return.
I don't know what possessed me at the time when I shouted at him in the parking area but he annoyed me first so we're even on that. But what surprised me the most was the fact that not only did he come back, he also treated my hand. I wonder how he found out that I got hurt...
Even though I didn't feel any pain or anything, I allowed him to put some ointment on my hand. It was way too obvious that he had never done that before.
Frankly, I was secretly peeking at him the whole time when he was applying medicine to my hand, just out of curiosity. He was not wearing his glasses at that time. So, I noticed unintentionally... His eyes were dark chocolate brown and his eyelashes were too long for a boy. Was he wearing mascara? I hope not...
His features were in perfect harmony... Straight nose, ideal lips, attractive jawline... In short, his whole face was screaming handsome. Even his red-brown hair suited him.
At first, he seems to be a spoiled rich guy but after seeing him up close I'm not sure about that anymore. He seems nice... Little silly but kind-hearted. I made a mental note to thank him later.
I had tried to look for him in every class of mine... Pity we don't have any class together. I didn't even ask him about his major. Hah, I didn't even ask for his full name or year or literally anything. How will I even going to find him (to thank him) later!!
Great job Amy~
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[First] Next day:
First, I waited in the same parking area where we first met but he didn't come.
In my free time, I looked around in my faculty but didn't find him.
I checked the whole canteen area. Guess what he wasn't there either.
"Where are you... My savior?!?" I murmur to myself.
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Tankhun's POV:
I opened my eyes, it was just two in the morning. I tried to sleep again.
"Khun wake up... look at the time... it's three o'clock and you are still sleeping. Wake up and eat something after that you have to take your medicine..." Pol said.
"It's still early in the morning... Let me sleep." I replied lazily.
"Morning? It's already afternoon." He said and opened the blinders. I opened my eyes to see, then the sunlight almost blinded me. What the hell! I overslept.
"Now tell me what would you like to eat?" Pol asked.
"Something light... My head hurts" I said while sitting up. I touched my head and felt a little bump in my head.
"Are you okay? Should I call the doctor?" Pol came forward to support me.
"What happened to my head?"
"Khun, you fainted last night and your head hit the ground. Everyone was so worried." Pol explained while making a sad face, and I was in some kind of shock.
"What! I fainted and my head hit the ground!!!! What about my face!! Did I hurt my face too? huh!!! Tell meeee POL..." I grabbed his collar and jerked him back and forward. Pol was quite stupefied.
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TANKHUN Fanfic | Mind Over Matter
Fanfic"In a world full of ordinary, Be the Tankhun." A side story to Kinnporsche the novel. Because we can't get enough of Tankhun. Let me borrow the character of Tankhun, eldest son of Mafia family. **** What will happen when our Drama-King Tankhun goes...