The Only Star Of My Sky 💫

I get to know happiness again

"Shia!! It's a human!" Phuwin exclaimed, his voice trembling with surprise.

The stranger's eyes widened in alarm. "What the...? Who are you people? What are you doing here at this odd hour?"

Dunk stepped forward, his tone firm. "And who are you to ask? You're the one who nearly gave us a heart attack, sneaking up on us like that!"

The stranger took a deep breath, composing himself. "This....is my house I...I live here. Or at least, I'm staying here for now. I didn't mean to scare you."

As the moonlight illuminated the stranger's face, Dunk could see his eyes clearly and found himself captivated by the familiar warm, brown eyes. They sparkled softly, like the gentle glow of the night, and Dunk felt himself being drawn into their depths. "Thuk, thuk" - was that his heart beating?He couldn't believe his heart was dancing in joy he thought his heart forget how to even feel.

The stranger's eyes seemed familiar, yet Dunk couldn't quite place them. He felt a sudden sense of recognition, as if he had seen those eyes before, years ago. But the face was a blur, and he couldn't quite recall.

Before Dunk could speak, the stranger interrupted, "This is private property. You should leave now. There's nothing here to see." Dunk nodded, still entranced by the stranger's eyes.

Phuwin spoke up, his voice laced with embarrassment. "Oh, sorry...we were just curious about ghosts. We didn't mean to intrude."

"Don't want to disappoint but there's nothing sort of ghost live here, just me"

"Sorry, we will leave now"pond dragged dunk from there Phuwin following them.

As Pond dragged Dunk away, he couldn't resist a final glance back at the house. That's when he saw it - a strange, beautiful light glowing softly in the window. It was as if the light was  calling to him with an otherworldly allure.

Dunk's heart skipped a beat as he felt an inexplicable pull towards the light. He hesitated, his feet seemingly rooted to the spot. Pond's grip on his arm tightened, but Dunk barely noticed.

"Come on, Dunk, let's go!" Pond urged, him voice tinged with concern.

But Dunk's gaze remained fixed on the light, his mind racing with questions. What was it? Why did it seem to be calling to him?Is it real or he is just seeing things

As they reached their car ready to leave, Pond asked, "Hey, Dunk, everything okay? You're quiet."

Dunk hesitated, unsure how to explain. "I just...I thought I saw something familiar in his eyes. But I'm not sure if it's the same person."

Phuwin's curiosity was piqued. "Who are you talking about?"

Dunk's voice was barely above a whisper. "My savior...the one who saved me all those years ago."

Pond and Phuwin exchanged a curious glance. "What do you mean, your savior?" Pond asked, his voice soft with concern.

Dunk hesitated, unsure how much to reveal. "I...I don't know if it's the same person, but those eyes...they reminded me of someone who helped me through a tough time."

Phuwin's eyes narrowed. "What happened, Dunk? You never talk about your past."

Dunk sighed, rubbing his temples. "It's just...something that happened a long time ago. I don't know if it's relevant now."

Pond placed a gentle hand on Dunk's arm. "Hey, if it's bothering you, we're here to listen. Maybe it'll help clarify things."

Dunk looked at his friends, then back at the house. The strange, beautiful light was still glowing in the window, like a beacon calling to him.

"Let's get out of here," he said finally. "I'll tell you guys about it later, okay?"

As they drove away, Dunk couldn't shake the feeling that something strange was going to happen.

As the days went by, Dunk felt his heart slowly coming alive again. The love, care, and warmth from his two closest friends, Phuwin and Pond, He began to open up, sharing smiles and laughter, and gaining confidence with each passing day.

One sunny afternoon, as they lounged in the living room, Pond suddenly accused Phuwin, "Hey, stop stealing my drumstick! You had yours already!"

Phuwin stuck out his tongue, grinning mischievously. "It's mine now!"

Dunk couldn't help but chuckle at their constant bickering.

"Since you're having so much fun at my misery, I think I should have yours," Pond said, quickly snatching the drumstick and stuffing it into his mouth.

Dunk's eyes widened , "Hey, that's not fair!" Dunk took off  chasing Pond around the room in a fit of giggles.

When they finally returned, panting and grinning, they found Phuwin finishing off the last of the drumsticks - and the ice cream box.

"Since you guys were busy playing, I thought I'd help you finish the food," Phuwin said, flashing a sheepish smile before making a run for his life.

The three friends collapsed onto the couch, exhausted from their playful chase. Dunk turned to Phuwin and Pond, his eyes shining with gratitude. "You guys are the mean. I don't get to taste it, but I don't know what will happen to me if you guys weren't here"

Pond smiled, snuggling into the couch. "You'll never have to find out, Dunk. We're stuck with you forever."

Phuwin nodded in agreement. "Besides, someone has to keep you out of trouble."

Dunk chuckled, feeling a sense of belonging he hadn't experienced in a long time. "I think it's the other way around. You two are the ones who always get me into trouble."

As they laughed and joked, Dunk realized that he had finally found his happy place.

As the days turned into weeks, Dunk's life transformed in ways he never thought possible. He started taking art classes with Phuwin, discovering a hidden talent for painting. Pond, meanwhile, convinced him to join  book club, and he found himself devouring novels like never before.

Together, the trio explored the city, trying new restaurants, attending concerts, and laughing until their sides hurt. Dunk's heart, once heavy with grief, now felt light and full of joy.

One evening, as they sat on the beach watching the sunset, Phuwin turned to Dunk and asked, "You know, have you ever thought about what you want to do with your life?"

Dunk hesitated, unsure of how to answer. But as he looked at his friends, he knew exactly what he wanted. "I want to be happy," he said, his voice filled with conviction. "And I want to make others happy too."

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The earlier chapters were heavy I really wanted a light fun chapter.
Hope you all enjoy this.
About Joong he will come soon

It's really late in my place now and I am writing here whatever coming to my mind. Apologies if there's any mistake.I sometimes hate my impatient mind but that's how I am

Let me know thoughts in the comments it will motivate me to write better