BrightWin Collection

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It has been three weeks since Win started liking him for no apparent reason. It's no doubt but even he, can't believe it. He is the guy who Win hates the most, for starters! They always say atrocious things to each other though everyone can tell they are actually having fun.

Win shakes his head then decides to list down all the things that he hates about him, for Win to grasp he truth that he should not like him in one way or another. His hand moves on the paper lethargically then wrote down,

One, he grins too childish. He always laughs about some weird issues, much to my irritation. I don't like him.

Two, he is not that good looking, compared to me (who looks purely God). That's why I don't like him.

Three, he doesn't even meet the requirements I have for the guy I will date. Not the hair, not the eyes, never the nose... just the eyes. Just the eyes, because it twinkled each time he speaks and maybe a little of his lips and face. Oh God, did I just? Fuck, scratch that. I don't like him, not even the slightest bit.

Four, he always do annoying stuffs, at my freaking expense. He is terrible, really terrible and not funny or hilarious (well, sometimes he is) but no. I don't like him.

Five, my blood always boils whenever I see him especially his beautiful hair. I don't like him.

Six, he got so many fans. I'm not jealous, I don't like that guy.

Seven, I'm allergic to his presence, we always end up bullying one another, much to my contempt which he finds in absolute delight. I don't like him, he's so despicable.

Eight, I'm writing this list like a third grader because of him. Screw him. I don't even like him.

Nine, I have to stay away from him every freaking time because i can't get him out of my mind, I don't freaking like him.

Ten, we will not be a good match and we will never be. I'm Metawin Opas-iamkajorn and he is Vachirawit Chivaaree. It's disgusting how I even thought of his surname as mine. Oh, creep why i'm thinking of having his surname in mines? Fucks. I don't like him.

Eleven, he always spills my secrets to everyone he sees around the college. Yes, everyone and I just want to rip his mouth out this instant. I don't like him.

Bright sneaks in from behind Win then tried to peek at the paper he's using to write down everything.

"What's that?" he snickered, trying harder to look but then failed.

Win jumped up from his seat then his eyes widened in realization. It's the freaking handsome bastard.

Bright raises his eyebrows at him while eyeing the paper Win hid from his behind.

"Don't you dare come closer, fuck off" Win threatened, his heart is thumping fast. Fuck.

He frowned then grins again, "Got any problem with me?"

Win merely rolled his eyes before putting his hands on his hips in mock annoyance. He stepped one foot away from Bright.

"Everything." He murmured.

"What?" Bright asked then chuckled. This is the first time he ever spoke to him in the last three weeks' time.

I wonder what's going on, he pondered curiously but he doesn't want to invade his personal issues. He wanted Win to say it to him using his own mouth. He knew him since long time ago but even so, he doesn't have a hint on what exactly is bugging him.

"Once you dislike someone, everything they do becomes utterly annoying," Win answered none too subtly. He is just completely stubborn and keeps pushing him away even if he doesn't really means it.

"Oh," Bright sounded quite offended but then quickly covers it with one of his snickers, "You're referring to me, aren't you?" he questioned instead.

Win shrugged, "Apparently." Then he immediately averted his gaze from him and started walking away.

Win left him speechless... for the first time.

"Dude, you're whipped," Mike begins, putting a hand over Bright's shoulder, "Of all the people, why did that stupid heart picked the sadistic bunny?"

Bright shrugged off his shoulders to keep his friend's hand off his shoulder.

"He's been different these past few weeks." Bright remarked, pouting at Mike indifferently.

"Maybe he finally grew up," Mike laughed mockingly then hits Bright's head with his fist, "That leaves you all alone." He finished.

"You're supposed to comfort and give advices to me, you know." Bright groaned. He misses the old times, the way they were teasing each other and not going back to their dorms unscathed, unlike now, Win became more serious and he often ignores him. They always had a fight but they also settle it with another fight. He doesn't know what to do now; he is becoming more distant and out of character.

"You should tell him about your feelings, my friend." Mike interrupted his thoughts, nodding like a priest ready to receive someone's confession.

"Don't mock me." Bright scowled then added, "I'm off."

Mike simply shrugs then Bright takes off, heading to where his feet will lead him.

He sighed gloomily, practicing in his mind on how to blurt out the truth about his feeling for a certain bunny boy.

"Pfffft! This is so hopeless!" he shrilled, gritting his teeth. Other than being speechless earlier, it's also the first time he felt so defeated. He's fidgeting and sweating nervously, unlike what he usually does everyday. He runs a hand through his messy ebony hair then sees that a boy is leaning on the pine tree from not afar. He is staring at the sky, thinking deeply. Without even commanding himself, Bright is already in front of the bunny boy he likes, or maybe even love. The boy of his life, Win Metawin.

"What are you doing here?" Win looks up then irritation crosses his face once he distinguishes that it's Bright.

He steps aside but then didn't sit beside him.

"Just making sure you're fine."

Win looked away, "When did you started caring?" It came more like a sarcastic question.

"A long time ago. You're the only one who doesn't know because you don't care." He responded evenly, stretching his hands then putting them inside his pockets.

Win glances at him with his familiar chocolatw eyes, "Don't start with me now." He scoffed, propping himself on one elbow.

"Could you just listen to me until I finished?" he requested, arching his lips into a straight line.

"Five minutes are all you have." Win muttered, realizing that Bright is suddenly serious.

"Okay," he heaves a deep breath then continued, "I know we always fights like cats and dogs, for like, many years and a realization hit me a moment ago. I have wasted many precious years—"

Win cut him out, "Could you just skip the storytelling and get to the point, i'm not here for bedtime story?"

Bright scratched the back of his neck then squints his head then sighs when he saw no one. Good.

He gulps nervously, "I think I like you."

Win's eyes twitched then he gawked intently at the boy standing on him side in utter disbelief. He knows that his mouth is widely open but he could really care less right now because he know everything he do is adorable.

Minutes passed and only silence ensued them.

"So? Now would be the perfect time to say something." Bright stated then giggled at Win's reaction if this wasn't such an intense moment.

Win snaps out of it and got to his feet then dusts his pants, staring pointedly at Bright.

"I don't know which part on your face attracts my fist." He said offhandedly then laughs sweetly, clearly directed to Bright before punching him on the face and then peck bright cheek, running while say
"I LIKE YOU TOO BASTARD"

Bright just stare blankly touch his cheek where just being hit and kiss by the bunny and think why this violent bunny always drive him crazy.