Gulf Kanawut is the smartest student on Crimonology department. He is always the center of attention, not only because of his intelligence, but also because of his clumsiness. He is on his third year and it's his time for internship. With his connec...
I check my team's work. They don't get much information. Even Mild and Tong still can't find anything important. Sigh... Who the hell are they? How on earth do they do this? I'm discussing our next strategy to find out about this. But, there's a noise come from my office. It must be Gulf. I rush back to my office.
"No... sobs... D-don't... sobs... Noo..."
His face is as white as a paper. It is also covered by sweat. I sit next to him while tapping his arm. "Gulf... Wake up, Gulf... It's just a dream..."
He doesn't wake up, but he stops sobbing. Fiuh! I thought something bad happened. His hands suddenly wraps my right hand that stroked his arm from earlier. He hugs it tightly, just like he doesn't want to let it go anymore. My team who followed me looks at us with their annoying stare again. I sigh.
"Hey! Help me!", I whisper.
"So sorry, phi! We still have to find more information. Please take care of our nong~", Mild says in low volume.
Three of them run, leaving me alone with this boy. Let's just wait a bit. He will definitely let it go in a moment. I sit there. As I thought, he lets go my hand after five minutes. I pull my arm slowly. I try to stand up as silent as I can, but he suddenly whines. It is really shocked me. My heart almost falls from its place. Oh~ I must leave now before being shocked again. I'm about to leave when a pair of hand stops my step.
"Don't go... Please don't go... Don't leave me alone... I'm afraid...", he grabs my hand.
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I frown. Is this boy really sleeping? He doesn't play prank on me, right? I take a look closer. This boy is really sleeping. But, his words... Ah! My head suddenly hurts. A vague image appears in my mind. I'm not sure what is that. I only can see silhouettes of two little boys. What the hell is this? Why do his words affect me? Have I known him before?
"P-phi...", a voice disturbs my thought.
I turn my face to him. His eyes are only half open. "Are you really awake or you only sleep-talking?"
"I'm awake, phi...", he rubs his eyes.
"I thought you were sleep-talking again.", he suddenly frowns.
"I was sleep-talking? Did I talk something to you?"
It's confusing me. He looks panicked. "No...? You only sobbed and asked me to stay...", he sighs in relief. Okay... That's weird. I feel that he is afraid about something and doesn't want me to know it. On top of that, I'm more curious about this boy. What kind of secrets could a boy like him have.
