Khaotung, a 26-year-old adult, wishes to undo the past to find a way to save his high school crush, First. Unable to move on from his tragic past, Khaotung faces depression, wanting to end his own life.
He didn't expect to wake up from jumping off...
Khaotung fell asleep while he hugged First side. He didn't sleep well for days, but the nightmares were less scary as he smelled First scent. Feeling his touch, he felt First with him. He was calling his name.
He sees First standing on the other side of a dark room. Khaotung tries to run towards him, but it seems like the distance between them stays the same. He is not able to reach First, no matter what he tries, running, screaming, even throwing his shoes at the boy. First just stood there in the small spotlight. Not able to hear him as his back was turned to Khaotung.
He didn't stop trying as he kept on screaming and running even though it had no use. He stopped as he tried to catch his breath, exhausted. His troth feels dry and trickily. He coughed, almost crashing to the ground.
The tears roll down his face as he whines, looking up as he sees First finally turning to face him. But before First fully faced him, he was pulled into the darkness, his arms reaching out to Khaotung before he disappeared.
Khaotung's eyes shot open as his heart was racing. He looks up and sees he's back in his own hospital bed. His cheeks were wet from crying. They took him back while he fell asleep. Feeling all lonely again. He looked at the human-sized teddy bear and hugged it close to him. Sobbing as he had to say goodbye to First, he wasn't going to see him anymore.
He lost hope,
First was taken away from him, and he had to accept it, they weren't meant to be together.
"Khaotung", First voice echoed through his mind as he was stuck in the void again. Khaotung looks up at the familiar tone he missed so much. Seeing the boy scared and weak in front of him. "Khaotung", he spoke again as he fell to his knees.
"Fir!" Khaotung's throat aches, it's dry like he swallowed sand. Barley makes a sound as he leans closer to First. "Fir can you hear me!"
First didn't speak anymore. He stared into his eyes as Khaotung cupped his cheeks with his hands. Letting the tears roll down his face.
"Fir, I'm here" Khaotung tried to pull him into a hug, but as he tried First disappeared. He just vanished into thin air. Khaotung could only feel the warmth around him, like the sun was shining on his skin.
