Death but pretty (Unforgettable Night)

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As Kim and Kamol stood by the river, Kamol performed the traditional Thai ritual of floating the iash, a somber expression on his face. Kim observed quietly, his mind swirling with memories and unanswered questions.

"Whose iash is this, Kamol?" Kim inquired, his tone gentle yet probing.

Kamol hesitated for a moment, his gaze fixed on the lotus flower drifting downstream. "It's for someone from my past," he replied cryptically, avoiding Kim's gaze.

Kim's curiosity piqued as he noticed something glinting in the water. With cautious fingers, he reached into the pot and retrieved a small ring, its design striking a chord of recognition within him.

"This ring..." Kim began, his voice trailing off as he examined the familiar yet unsettling object.

Kamol glanced at the ring briefly, his expression unreadable. "It must have fallen in by accident," he said dismissively, his tone tinged with discomfort.

But Kim's intuition told him otherwise. The ring belonged to someone Kamol despised, someone whose mere mention elicited a flicker of disdain in Kamol's eyes.

As Kim struggled to make sense of the conflicting emotions swirling within him, he found himself torn between confronting Kamol and protecting the fragile peace they had managed to find.

"I think I know whose ring this is," Kim admitted cautiously, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I can't be sure."

Kamol's gaze hardened, a mask of indifference slipping over his features. "It doesn't matter," he replied tersely, his tone final.

Kim nodded, sensing Kamol's reluctance to delve further into the matter. With a heavy heart, he returned the ring to the water, watching as it disappeared beneath the surface, lost amidst the currents of the river.

As they stood in silence, the weight of unspoken truths hung heavy between them, a silent reminder of the complexities of their shared past and the uncertain path that lay ahead. And as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the water, Kim knew that some secrets were destined to remain buried, hidden beneath the surface of their fragile peace.

As Kamol's mind drifted back to that fateful day, a shiver ran down his spine at the memory of Danil's betrayal. He recalled the tension that had simmered between them, fueled by Danil's relentless attempts to sow discord between Kamol and Kim.

The confrontation had been inevitable, tempers flaring as accusations flew and trust shattered like fragile glass. And in the heat of the moment, Kamol had made a vow, a vow to rid himself of the poisonous influence that Danil represented once and for all.

"Danil," Kamol muttered under his breath, his fists clenched at his sides as the memory flooded his mind.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Kamol, Danil treasured a small ring, a memento of a time long past. It was his prized possession, a symbol of his own twisted sense of power and control.

As Kamol's thoughts churned with anger and determination, Danil's voice echoed in his mind, taunting and mocking, a constant reminder of the betrayal that had left a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Kamol, you fool," Danil's voice sneered in Kamol's memory. "You think you can just push me aside and forget about me? You'll regret this, mark my words."

But Kamol refused to be intimidated. With a steely resolve, he made a silent vow to himself, a vow to confront Danil and put an end to the torment once and for all.

As he stood by the river, the weight of his decision heavy on his shoulders, Kamol's gaze hardened with determination. He knew what he had to do, no matter the cost. And as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the water, Kamol steeled himself for the confrontation that lay ahead..

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