His memory still hasn't go back. Not like Arthit hope for it to ever come back, still feeling strange with everything around him. he just became better hiding what he is feeling.
With too many free time, Arthit decided to sort out his things. He is already in the fourth year, better packed things he won't need. He then stumbled upon his picture with Jay and Namtarn. His childhood friends.. he wonders then, why they didn't keep in touch with him. in the past, they always make sometime to hang out together. There was still a dull ache whenever he saw Jay and Namtarn together, but he was happy for them.
Ah. Let's call Namtarn now. Surely they already made up when he was mad at her for doing a student exchange.
..huh?
Wait.. Namtarn.. why did she tell him that nothing happened of the sort? Why did she tell him that she didn't go? This.. this is so strange..
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"Arthit.. we haven't met since last year at the café. I asked you about your junior at the time." she told him when they met in a café.
"Junior.. who?" Arthit asked curiously. Namtarn raised one of her eyebrows, but decided not to comment anything and just answered him.
"It's Kongphob. You know, our campus moon." Arthit blinked at her for a few times, and then groaned, slumping his head to the table.
"You really lost your memory?" Namtarn asked in concern. He waved it away.
"It's nothing dangerous. Just, seems many things happened at the time and I can't remember it."
"And your handsome junior is part of it?" there's a knowing smile on Namtarn's face.
"What?"
"I knew it! you talk like you want to badmouth him, but seriously, you know about him too much to hate him!" she giggled.
"..Namtarn.." Arthit somehow feels like he can confided in her. "Kongphob was my lover."
Namtarn let out a gasp but then grinned. "Figured about it. and then?"
"And it was so weird! I confronted him about it, and there's a small tug inside me when he shot me his puppy eyes! It was worse than when I confessed to you and got rejected!"
"What."
"Huh? What do you mean by 'what'?" Arthit doesn't understand why Namtarn look at him strangely.
"Arthit.. you never confessed to me." She said.
Huh?
"Wait.. I'm sure I confessed to you. A few months after you and Jay are official."
"No, Arthit. You didn't." Namtarn was adamant about it.
"But.. but then.."
Oh no.. those strange and cold feeling threatening to engulfed him. his hands trembling, it became harder and harder to breath.
"Arthit? Arthit! Hang in there!"
He lost consciousness in the fucking center of the café. If he was aware of that, he would be fucking embarrassed.
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Another Me, and You
FanfictionDisclaimer : This is a work of fanfiction. The characters inside of this work belongs to their respected author. **** Hey all! This is a (BUNNY) Spin-off from my other ff, "The Dream Brought You to Me". This won't be a full-story, hence the 'bunny'...