Hi watty people, I'm Jomai***, though most people call me jom or jomai-names that feel a little lighter than the weight of my full self. And I've always felt like I'm walking through life in quiet observation, noticing the little things most people pass by: the way sunlight spills across a classroom desk, the faint scent of chalk in a lecture hall, or how the sound of a piano can make the heart ache without reason.

I'm an introvert, which sometimes makes me feel invisible, but I've learned to find comfort in my own company, in the soft scratches of a pencil on paper, in the colors I blend on a canvas, and in the music that becomes the soundtrack to my thoughts. Painting and learning musical instruments aren't just hobbies-they're the ways I speak when words fail, the ways I try to capture feelings too big for my own voice.

Curiosity is my constant companion. I watch people, study their gestures, wonder about their stories. It makes me thoughtful, maybe a little too reflective at times, but it also makes me feel alive. I care deeply, and when I care, I give fully-even if it's just through silent support, a small gesture, or a quiet note.

I'm fascinated by love and connection, by the way people's lives intertwine in unexpected ways. On Wattpad, I hope to explore that fascination-through stories of longing, slow-burning emotions, heartbreak, and the fleeting moments that leave marks on the soul. I write because I want to leave pieces of myself behind, little windows into the world as I see it, hoping someone somewhere might understand what it feels like to feel so much, so quietly.

I'm still learning who I am, still finding my voice, still chasing the things that make life shimmer even when it feels heavy. And maybe that's what I hope to share here-a little of the light, a little of the shadows, and the endless curiosity that makes me, well... me.
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hitsyee_mai hitsyee_mai Oct 09, 2025 02:18PM
I’m sorry, everyone, but I won’t be able to publish Chapter 15 just yet—it’s still not finished, hehe. Thank you for understanding, and once again, my apologies. MAHAL KO KAYO! 
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