Hello my neighbour ( BounPrem )

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I wrote this story just for fun. It doesn't have that interesting plot, there is nothing mysterious or groundbreaking, but I didn't want it to sit in a drawer in my head. It's only going to have 4 chapters, it was originally just going to be Oneshot, but I wrote more. I'm going to borrow the Win Team characters because I miss their character. It's fiction and I'm only lightly inspired by the story.

Enjoy the relaxing read. 

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Team just came home and threw their bag in the corner of their room.

"Finally!" rejoiced this young boy. For today was his last day of high school and he was going to have a summer break after which he would start college. He had received a scholarship and was very proud of it because it meant he didn't have to put a strain on the family budget. His parents were not poor, but every penny at home counted. Team was looking forward to the holidays, although he was a little sad because his best friend Pharm had left Thailand with his family for a holiday and would be back when school started, so now Team didn't know what he would be doing all by himself for the holidays. He was lying in his bed now, stretching lazily.

" Teerayu, come to dinner, everything is ready." Mom called out to Team and he immediately jumped up and ran down to the dining room.

" I was so hungry already mom, why didn't you say I would help you prepare?"

" That's okay son, I had it done quickly today, but if you want to help me with anything you can."

Team was now sitting at the table, spooning out large portions of food.

"What can I help you with then?" Team asked with a mouthful of food.

" Don't choke, you shouldn't talk with your mouth full." His father admonished him, but with a cheerful face, because his son rather made him laugh when he saw bits of food falling out of his mouth, like a small child.

"Um..em um, well " Team swallowed his food.

"Please bring this letter to our neighbor after dinner. I found it in our mailbox, but it's not for us, it's for our neighbor down the street, the smaller house with the blue windows. The postmistress must have gotten it mixed up and dropped it in our mailbox instead of the recipient's." Mum pointed to the letter on the table and held it out to Team.

"Oh, okay, sure, I'll do it." Team looked at the letter and read it:

" Phawin Wanichakarnjonkul..how do you know Mum, he is the neighbour from the last house, I have never seen him, have you?" Team asked.

" Yes, I guess I forgot to tell you, he came to say hello and introduce himself when you weren't here. You were on a trip in the mountains with your class at the time, it was six months ago that he moved in."

" Oh, okay, I'll get it for him." Team smiled with his mouth full.

After dinner, Team walked to the last house with the letter in hand. Their street was in a quiet nice neighborhood so now Team just listened to his own footsteps.

" Okay, here we go." Team said to himself and rang the bell.

Yes, he could have dropped the letter in the mailbox, but his mom had told him to give it to her personally and explained that the letter had wandered off to their house and might be a few days late. Team was very reluctant to do this, he was a cheerful young boy, but he didn't like to make friends. Now hearing footsteps outside the door, he took a deep breath and prepared his monologue on the subject of the letter and then the door opened to reveal a blonde head.

" Please, what do you need?" asked the owner of the blonde head, who was now looking at Team gently.

" I..em, well..I..it." Team stammered, because at the sight of his neighbor, he forgot even what his name was.

He had thought all along that his neighbor Phawin Wanichakarnjonkul would be an older man, maybe a bit overweight and bald, but he certainly hadn't expected a muscular but skinny young man with ear piercings, tattoos, bleached blonde hair, and most importantly a beautiful smile to appear in front of his door. The blond man looked at Team with a smile, finding it cute how the young man couldn't find the words.

" What, do I look that bad? You stutter like you've seen a ghost." Phawin leaned against the door frame and ran his gaze over Team.