BLANK ซีรีส์ 2024 (Original Story)

CHAPTER NINE: Up To The Room

Folk, the boy who collapsed in front of the all-girls school, was given first aid by the drink shop owner who has been here more than twenty years. A-Nueng and I waited for him to return to this world. The boy held the sketch tightly. Even though we didn't know him well, we waited. We are concerned. He collapsed right in front of us. If we go that way, that would be very heartless.

"I don't like this guy."

A-Nueng said this while looking angrily at the boy who liked her. She then turned to me.

"The sketch you made trying to make up with me is now all tangled up."

"I said I didn't sketch to try to make up with you. If you really want a sketch, just pay me 50 baht and I will make a new one for you."

"Not the same. You made that sketch with a worried heart. I want that one. It means a lot. He snatched it from my hand and fainted because he was weak. I hate him."

I tried not to smile when A-Nueng whined because she really wanted that sketch. But she was right. All my sketches are valuable. It would be a shame if it was now crumpled in Folk's hands.

"You are quite interesting. There's a boy who's been secretly loving you since your second year."

"Sophomore year? Creepy."

A-Nueng rubbed her hands in fear.

"He's a peeping tom. I don't want that sketch anymore. Let's go before he regains consciousness."

"Why are you so against him? He has good intentions. Although he is a bit weak, he is honest."

"I don't like men."

I glanced at the petite girl who said that loud and clear. I was a little embarrassed because the guy who owned the place was standing not too far away, so he heard everything.

"Why do you say that?"

"Let's go. I want to go now. If he wakes up, he can go home by himself."

"But."

"Pretty please."

A-Nueng dragged me like a whining child, like dragging her mother to go see giraffes, but her mother insisted on seeing Rhinos, because they were closer to her ancestors. In the end, I complied with the little girl's request, so we left Folk there, who was still unconscious.

"I really miss you."

The petite girl laced her fingers with mine and squeezed my hand tightly before she shook our hands as we walked. I looked around, anxious. But when I tried to release our hands, the child's grip tightened.

"I'll be angry if you let go of our hands."

"Continue."

"And if I don't meet you, you have to make it up to me again. Do you really want that? It's a waste of time that you could use to earn a living."

"I told you I wasn't trying to make up with you."

I insist on what I firmly believe in. People like Sippakorn don't try to make amends with anyone. Not even my grandmother could make me do that. But this kid is right. If we fight again, it will impact the time I can afford to use for sketching because I keep worrying if the child is sick. Actually, it's none of my business if she's injured or dying.

"I miss you every day."

The little one still spoke frankly about the time we didn't meet.

"I wonder why I was born late. If I had been born earlier, I would have had a job and been as rich as your sister. I thought she was your lover."

"Even if you are older than now, it doesn't mean you are worthy enough."

"What are your criteria?"

"Well..."

I had never thought about this before because I never thought that anyone was worthy of me except Prince Henry. Hmm. What are the specifications of my dream lover? I never imagined having a lover before.

"Well, what?"

"This is beyond imagination."

I glanced at the petite girl, who was smiling she walked, before I asked her out of curiosity

"Have you ever been so dependent on someone before?"

"Never. I only have grandma, I don't have any other nanny."

"So why are you like this around me?"

"I don't know. I just feel I have met an older relative who is very close to me."

"Older relatives?"

I shrunk my neck a little because suddenly I felt old.