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"I like phi."
"I like you too."
"If like that , can we date?"
"Eh you mean like a lover? But i don't like you romantically."

I'm depressed.

Very stressed.

I buried my face in my desk in the office on friday afternoon at the end of the month when the paycheck came out. Shouldn't people be happier than this?

But not me. I'm not happy at all. Apart from work , my head is still thinking about being rejected by my senior , whom i had a secret crush on for eight whole years.

He said he didn't like me romantically. And i'm too nice , so not his type at all.

Too good , too good... damn!

I'm always good because Phi Tea once said when he was president of the student council that he likes good people.

Useless!

The world is about to collapse , like the sky is about to fall. Being nice to someone is very stupid.

I moved from the table , pushed the chair back a little for the comfort of my legs , and fumbled for my phone on top of the pile of things scattered in front of me. I immediately called my best friend.

I'm sorry for the crying. I am a victim of love.

"Hey..."
"Huh!?!"
"Let's drink."
"Huh!?"
"Can you stop saying huh , Pakkao? I just want you to drink with me."
"Does a ghost possess you?"

Pakkao asked on the other end of the line. Pakkao's voice was full of surprise when i suddenly invited him to drink.

But it's not surprising. There's is no way someone like me will be the one who starts inviting friends to drink.

That's because all this time i tried to be a good person for Phi Tea. I don't drink alcohol , i don't smoke cigarettes. I don't seduce woman , i don't worship men.

I live my life according to the teachings of Dharma

I woke up at 6 in the morning. Go to the temple to make an offering , and make merit to the monks every Buddhist holy day.

In the end , i was heartbroken , we were just friends.

"I'm not a good man anymore."
"Is this worse than before?"
"Yeah , the more i think about it , the sadder i get."

I took a deep breath because i wanted to cry. I don't need to tell my best friend , who knows everything from the beginning , everything. Pakkao , who heard me , sighed deeply.

He took a deep breath , hard enough for me to feel that he had had enough

"I'm coming to get you."
"Hurry up , i'll wait."

I threw it onto the pile of clutter in front of me. But this time , i didn't lie down exhausted. I got up and packed my things to go drink.

The purpose of my life has undergone a major change

Please remember , Wandee is will never be a good man again!

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