a sprinkle of rainbow • Completed

stranger than fiction

Summary: The one where Arthit suddenly hears the narration.

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It's a beautiful Tuesday morning and Arthit Rojnapat, a 3rd year senior can be seen walking to his school with a backpack slung on his shoulder and his maroon uniform haplessly worn.

He suddenly stops...

... then shrugs. He thought it would be a normal day ahead for him but he thought wrong.

"Wait, what? Who's that?"

He unconsciously slows down his walking.

"Now I'm conscious. Who's talking there? Show yourself!"

And though he's already late because of his inability to wake up in the early morning, he still has the audacity to walk like he's in some kind of Taylor Swift MV.

"What?! Taylor Swift MV? Who the hell said that?"

He asks to no one.

"I am asking you! Who said that?" He stops walking again, "Who said I stop walking?" He looks side to side, up and down trying to find the odd voice he's hearing. "Yes! I'm trying to find you and I don't walk like I'm in Taylor Swift MV." He grumbles.

"I don't grumble and stop narrating what I'm doing!" He shouts to the wilderness and stomps his foot like a child.

"I know what I'm doing, you don't have to tell me! I'm not a child you annoying voice! Stop it! Where are you?"

He looks around but he finds no one.

"Don't be so smug! I'm going to find you, I swear." He glares at the heavens above.

"No! I'm glaring at you so stop it! This isn't funny! Stop narrating what I'm doing!"

He thinks he's beginning to get crazy hearing a voice from somewhere.

'Is it because of too much pink milk?' He thinks.

"What?! Stop reading my mind."

That's how his junior, Kongpob, finds him, looking like a lunatic shouting at nobody.

"I'm not crazy and I'm not talking to nobody, I'm talking to you," Arthit whispers to himself, "Thank you for stating the obvious."

"What are you doing P'?" Kongpob tilts his head at him. Though Arthit looks weird talking to no one, to Kongpob, he still looks adorable.

"You think that?"

Kongpob blinks. "Think about what?"

"The narrator said you think I look weird and adorable?" Arthit huffs, "Adorable! I'm a head hazer, I can't be adorable."

Kongpob ignores him but he's a bit creeped out that Arthit can suddenly read his mind.

"I don't read minds, Kongpob. It's the weird voice, didn't you hear it?"

Kongpob backs away from the senior much to Arthit's grumbling.

"I told you I don't grumble. Heard that ugly voice?"

"I didn't say you are P'... but what narrator? What ugly voice?" If Kongpob doesn't think Arthit is crazy earlier, now, he's sure something is wrong with Arthit.

"Ha!" Arthit exclaims, even pointing at Kongpob's face, "You think I'm crazy. Earlier, you didn't but now you do."

"No, I wouldn't think of you like that P'." Kongpob grits his teeth, lying through his teeth.

"You're lying! The narrator said you're lying."

"What? What are you talking about P'? What is happening to you?" Kongpob's cheeks colored, if Arthit can suddenly read his mind, then the senior is going to know his secret, that Kongpob lik-