MY YOUTH IS OURS EnglishVersion

Jealous to the Bonnes

"I'm jealous of the rain
That falls upon your skin
It's closer than my hands have been
I'm jealous of the rain
I'm jealous of the wind
That ripples through your clothes
It's closer than your shadow
Oh, I'm jealous of the wind, 'cause

It's hard for me to say, I'm jealous of the way
You're happy without me"

-The poor waitress asked me to make you guys behave when I said I didn't need a table, because I am companying you.

Director New barely arrives and needs to be the responsible adult of the tour. Although he appears to be the same age as all the young people there who bothered the customers due to their agitation.

As if it had been arranged, none of them speak anything other than apologize. None of them explain the reason for the riot.

Everyone finishes their meal silently.

Parking

Colleagues are on board to embark on the van.

Phiravich is noticing Rathavit's absence. Requests permission and returns to the interior of the establishment.

("Elementary, my dear, son of a...")

Even he doesn't know why he hears that voice inside his head. Noting that Phi Bonne surrounded the boy on the way out of the bathroom. He's almost advancing up the skinny tomato with swollen cheeks.

Rathavit notices the presence and faces him somewhat frightened.

-Do you intend to borrow a car after the van leaves or what?

Bonne hears a snorted breath like a dragon on his back.

When he turns, Rathavit takes the gap to get out.

Phiravich could easily stand there striking that young man who currently makes his bones shake by rage.

Bonne is not stupid and reads the threat in the boy's eyes.

A "It's nothing like what you're thinking" would fit well in the situation.

It wasn't the fact that it was exactly what Phiravich was thinking: Bonne was trying one last flirt, just to "secure".

The three of them get in the van and it's on the way to the next appointment.

Inside it, Rathavit sits next to Phiravich who has the most dantesque expression than lunch time. He faces the window ignoring the presence of the shortest. He wanted to avoid dividing the seat, but he had no way of saying no. They've been dividing for the last few days, and besides, the rest was already occupied.

They don't say a word. For few minutes. Although no one is talking. In the van, everyone enjoys the silence. Part because lunch causes laziness. Part of a shame understood by the scene of "Misbehave".

Rathavit begins to feel even shortness of breath due to anxiety. It'll be a while before they can talk. He pulls the phone out of his pants pocket.

"Are you angry with me?"

Phiravich feels the cell phone vibrating in his pocket and responds to the message that just arrived. Message from the Boy next to him.