feignifugal
"I wanna live. Just for the next seven days." Arthit wished in front of the statue, tossing the coin into the fountain. It was said that a person's wishes would be fulfilled by the statue if they threw a coin into the fountain and wish with all their heart.
"Wish granted." A voice came startling Arthit. He looked around in panick.
Finding that no one was around, 'It shouldn't be the statue right?' Arthit thought to himself warily.
As Arthit was looking at the statue, wanting to confirm if it was the statue that had talked, he saw a man coming from behind it.
The guy was undoubtedly handsome. With his black messy hair, brown almond eyes, straight nose and full lips. Arthit gawked at the man before him. This guy was Arthit's ideal type. Added with tan skin, the lean build and the fashion sense, Arthit couldn't take his eyes off of him.
The guy noticed him gawking and laughed with mischief dancing in his eyes. "You're drooling."
Arthit blinked, coming out of his dreams. He ignored the comment and asked. "What do you mean by that 'Wish granted'?
"Well...that means I'm gonna fulfill your wish." The stranger replied while putting his hands in the pockets of his jacket.