Short Stories about Arthit and Kongpob and their relationship.
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The Sun was shining brightly, birds happily chirping outside. Lying on the bed, Arthit was scrolling through Wattpad checking the notifications and story updates, when he got a message from Knott.
"I'll come to pick you at 10. Be ready."
He and his friends had decided to meet in a cafe at 10:30 in morning. He and Knott will go there together.
"Ok." He replied to him.
After a few minutes of lazing around on the bed, he got out. Slowly he walked inside the bathroom and freshened up and took a shower quickly. He walked back to his room only wearing a black boxer short and a towel hanging around his shoulder.
He opened his cupboard and chose a yellow t-shirt and blue jeans to wear.
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After wearing the clothes, he stands in front of a mirror to style his hair. He noticed something red inside his right eye. Walking close to the mirror, Arthit pulls his right eyelid upward to look at Sclera (the white outer layer of the eyeball). It was indeed red, like it was bleeding.
"What happened to my eye?" He asked himself and again started to observe the red patch. He couldn't remember if it was there before when he saw his face while brushing his teeth.
He took his phone and called someone. After 4 rings the call was accepted, he talked to the person and explained about his conditions.
After few minutes of talking,
"It can be conjunctivitis." The person informed him after listening.
"It's not conjunctivitis Aim. I am sure of it." Arthit said, still looking in the mirror, observing his eye.
"You're not a doctor, Arthit." The person named Aim said from the other end, irritation clear in his voice.
"I know I'm not a doctor, but I don't think it is conjunctivitis, the symptoms are different." Arthit told him.
Aim released a frustrated sigh before saying, "come to the hospital, I will make an appointment for you. I have to check it, before assuming anything." And then the call ends.
Arthit quickly texted his friends and cancelled their meeting, informing them about his problem.
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When Kongpob walked into the cabin, he saw how his best friend was getting all irked and riled up while talking on the phone. It was the first time he saw his friend losing his calm and the truth is he was having fun seeing that. He took a seat opposite of Aim and continued to watch.
"Who is the person that made you lose your calm?" Kongpob asked once he saw Aim removing the phone from his ear.
Aim looked at Kongpob who was controlling his laughing. He left a long sigh, "My cousin. I'm the ophthalmologist here, I know more than him, but he was fighting about what might have happened to his eyes which irritated me."
