Only You
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The first time I saw her..
I know she is my freen.
But....
I cant move, no words came out to my mouth..
And then Nam, talks..
I see anger in her eyes..
And why....
Just read and know whats the story about..
Freen becky...
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The first time Freen Sarocha saw her, she was just a silhouette in a hoodie, hesitating at the gym's entrance like she might bolt at any moment. "We're closing in ten minutes," Freen called out, not unkindly, wrapping her hands after a long day of training kids who needed her more than they needed perfect technique. The figure stepped forward, lowering her hood to reveal sharp eyes and a jawline that belonged on magazine covers, not in this worn-down gym where the heavy bags leaked sand and the mirror had a crack running through its center. "I need to learn how to fight," the girl said, and something in her voice-desperation mixed with determination-made Freen pause. "Everyone who walks through that door thinks they need to fight," Freen replied, studying her. Expensive sneakers trying to look cheap. Tension in her shoulders that spoke of a different kind of battle. "What are you really running from?" The girl's mask slipped for just a moment, revealing something raw and afraid underneath. "Everything. I'm running from everything." "And you think learning to throw punches will help?" "I think learning to throw punches is the only thing that will help." The girl's hands clenched into fists. "Please. I can pay whatever you charge. I just-I need this." Freen should have said no. But something in those eyes called to her-a kindred spirit, maybe, someone else who understood that sometimes the only way to survive was to fight. "One trial session," Freen said finally. "No payment. If you can keep up, we'll talk about what comes next." "Thank you." The relief in the girl's voice was palpable. "I'm Becky, by the way." "Freen." She tossed a pair of gloves across the space. "Let's see what you've got, Becky." Neither of them knew it yet, but that moment-that simple exchange in a run-down gym as the sun set over Bangkok-would change everything. Some fights you choose. Others choose you. And the most important ones? Those are the fights you face together.Complete
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What happens when you love someone selflessly even after knowing that the person doesn't love you. This is a story in which Becky's Boyfriend Nop will leave her at the altar because of a job offer to New York. He will leave the marriage and Becky both behind but with a letter which says to wait for him till he comes back. will she wait for him or will she be forced to get married to Freen. The Freen who loves her selflessly, the Freen who is the best friend of her brothers, the Freen who always annoys her, the Freen who have no one in this world. Will Becky be the one for her? What do you think? This story is pure fanfiction written by me. I hope you enjoy this one as well. Might be some ANGST. Enjoy, your author 🌚.![Curtain Call [EN]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/331425221-256-k166204.jpg)
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"I, Freen Sarocha, am not Khun Sam. She, Becky Armstrong, is not Mon. The feelings exist only between Khun Sam and Mon. The feelings do not exist between Freen and Becky. There is no such thing as freenbeck. It's only monsam." === This is a rain check. I am not sure whether I will continue writing this story or not but I've been obsessed with freenback lately. There will be no complex plots, the number of chapter is not gonna be a lot. I will just write whatever comes into my head, lol. Receh aja ini mah hahaha.Let's put it as a placeholder and I will be back once I've decided whether I will continue this or not.Complete
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"What happened to your face?" Freen asked. I look away because I can't believe she noticed it, I was so sure she wouldn't because I know she'll get angry. "Talk to me, Beck. Did he hurt you again?" She asked, clearly trying to stay calm or else she'll explode in anger. That's the thing though, she gets angry easily. "I just fell down from the stairs." I said and giggle, hold her arm to soothe her anger hoping it will work. "I know what 'fell down the stairs' looks like, Beck. But don't worry, love. I'll handle it, okay?" She said in her calm voice, trying to assure me but all I get is anxiousness. "He wouldn't dare to do that again." She said, smile and kiss my cheeks. I'm not scared because of what Freen will do to them, I'm more scared of what my dad will do to her. But little did I know who she truly is..Complete
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The first time Freen Sarocha saw her, she was just a silhouette in a hoodie, hesitating at the gym's entrance like she might bolt at any moment. "We're closing in ten minutes," Freen called out, not unkindly, wrapping her hands after a long day of training kids who needed her more than they needed perfect technique. The figure stepped forward, lowering her hood to reveal sharp eyes and a jawline that belonged on magazine covers, not in this worn-down gym where the heavy bags leaked sand and the mirror had a crack running through its center. "I need to learn how to fight," the girl said, and something in her voice-desperation mixed with determination-made Freen pause. "Everyone who walks through that door thinks they need to fight," Freen replied, studying her. Expensive sneakers trying to look cheap. Tension in her shoulders that spoke of a different kind of battle. "What are you really running from?" The girl's mask slipped for just a moment, revealing something raw and afraid underneath. "Everything. I'm running from everything." "And you think learning to throw punches will help?" "I think learning to throw punches is the only thing that will help." The girl's hands clenched into fists. "Please. I can pay whatever you charge. I just-I need this." Freen should have said no. But something in those eyes called to her-a kindred spirit, maybe, someone else who understood that sometimes the only way to survive was to fight. "One trial session," Freen said finally. "No payment. If you can keep up, we'll talk about what comes next." "Thank you." The relief in the girl's voice was palpable. "I'm Becky, by the way." "Freen." She tossed a pair of gloves across the space. "Let's see what you've got, Becky." Neither of them knew it yet, but that moment-that simple exchange in a run-down gym as the sun set over Bangkok-would change everything. Some fights you choose. Others choose you. And the most important ones? Those are the fights you face together.
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