mapaeazel
Some promises are too small to matter.
That's what the world tells you when you're young-when your hands are small, your words are careless, and your idea of forever barely stretches past tomorrow.
But for some people, a promise is everything.
On a football field divided by rival colors, Yin Anan Wong and War Wanarat stand on opposite sides, bound by competition, pride, and the unspoken rule that there can only be one winner. To the crowd, they are just college athletes-stars of different teams, enemies for ninety minutes at a time.
What no one sees is the thin, fragile thread tying them together.
A childhood afternoon.
A quiet park.
A bracelet worn thin by time.
War doesn't remember the face clearly anymore-only the warmth of a voice that told him it was okay to cry, and a promise whispered with the certainty only children possess.
Yin remembers none of it.
Not until fate places them on the same field again.
Not until rivalry reopens a wound that never truly healed.
Because some promises don't disappear when you grow up.
They wait.