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Of course, I'm not anything special.

So there was no reason for her to care… none.

My name is Mark Tuan. I'm from Taiwan. And of course I had to have a Chinese name.

Hey En, that's my name.

Honestly, I like it. It's a Chinese name. The meaning is good, but I haven't had a chance to tell any of my friends yet.

Well...actually I don't have many friends.

Because I'm a man So I didn't dare to be very close to women.

It's not that it doesn't look manly. But it's because I don't know much about talking to them.

As for male friends...I have some. But not very close Maybe it's because I don't like to talk much. So it's not worth approaching...that's probably it.

“Jackson, is that a human leg or a log broken in half?”

“And is that a human leg or a ghost skewer?”

“Jackson, if you're born a human, learn to be a human. Don't act like a monkey.”

“You are the same. Born as a person, then learn to be a person. Don't act like a sloth.”

And many more things that I diligently find problems to annoy him. Jackson Wang or Wang Jie'er, a hot guy at school level, a fencing athlete on the national team, ranked in the school month.

Good studies, outstanding sports, emphasis on looks

The only disadvantage....is a little bit of a dog's mouth.

I've been in the same room with him since Mathayom 3, and when I got to Mathayom 4, we lived together again, and of course Mathayom 5 and 6 must be like that*

I can say that I lived in the same room as him for 4 years!!! But even so We weren't close friends at all.

Jackson is a social person. While I like to stay quiet and secluded.

Jackson is a good student. While I'm not outstanding at all. Medium to slightly low brain

It is known that Jackson, a talented person, wants to enter engineering. And I hope he can. As for me? Just having a place to study is enough.

He and I don't talk much. One year, I can count the words. But when I entered Mathayom 5, Semester 2, I started trying to find things to talk to him about. Because I know that soon….we will have to separate permanently.

I don't know if he feels the same as I do. Well, maybe not. Because he has many friends to think about. But for people who don't have close friends like me not seeing face I haven't heard a message from the same boss for 4 years. It must be lonely.

And that's why I like to annoy him so often. Because I don't know how to approach him. I'm also not a talkative person.

Often I like to secretly go and message him on Facebook, and he sometimes answers. But after a while, it starts to come across as if I'm talking alone. So if it's possible, I don't greet him through this much because it feels empty. strange

I don't know since when my eyes kept focusing on him, and before I knew it, I couldn't stop. And this made me realize that He is always looking for someone as well. It is expected that it will be Nadia, a woman who has everything. She is good at studying, has good looks, is friendly, and also sings beautifully.

Ah...I won't deny it. I didn't care about him. I know exactly what I'm thinking. And I don't think it's a serious offense.

The days have flown by like a lie. Right now, there are only 2 weeks left and all of us will be fully released from student status.

It's unbelievable that I, Mark Tuan, with a goldfish brain, will enter the Faculty of Arts quota. But I'm happy.

As for Jackson, he was accepted into the Faculty of Engineering as expected.

Are you good at it?

Said graduation would be in 2 weeks. That means there will be final exams in 2 weeks. But there aren't many people who are interested. Of course, they're taking the exam in a row. or even if it doesn't stick Most universities only use grades up to Mathayom 6, semester 1 only.

But of course it had no effect on the strict Jackson.

The guy was still busy reading books and practicing his fencing.

...Let's take what makes him comfortable.

As for me? After going on the reader Make this period of 1 month I have to carry my laptop to write fiction at school every day.

It's fun too.

Personally, I am a person who likes to imagine things and express them in writing. Most of the stories I write are out of this world fantasy, with skill guaranteed from many stories that have been published. But even so, it's not like I don't know how to write other styles.

Like right now...that I'm writing about teenage love.

That's right...secret love

The response has been good so let's play. Kikkik.

They like to say that I write very realistically.

How can it not be realistic..when I myself am really secretly in love?

The final exam has ended. End of being a student Now all of us are prospective students of many universities.

And finally we had to say goodbye..

The deep orange sky tells you that it won't be long. The sun will set behind the horizon. I waved goodbye to many friends who were all returning home. Some went on to celebrate. Some women also came up and asked to hug me. Even though I was confused, I didn't interrupt anything. It's the last day now. Please do what you want. What's the matter?

...I'm standing here. I could only secretly look at him from afar.

Surrounded by people Will Jackson ever know? that I'm looking at him

Want to tell….

I really want to tell him how I feel.

I want to say that I like him. I've liked him for a long time, four years now.

But people like me..will they dare?

What should I do?

“Jackson”

faster than thought I shouted out to Jackson as soon as I saw him walking away, which caused him to turn around and give me a questioning look.

“Mark, what's wrong?” Jackson asked, seeing that the other party was keeping quiet. And that made Mark take a deep breath.

Here we go!!!!!

“Yes...it is..”

“Uncle Jackson~” Someone's clear voice had become famous even before he had arrived. A cute little girl who looked several years younger than them ran up to him and hugged Jackson's waist before glancing up to look at me.

“Minnie, where are you from, hmm?” Jackson bent down to talk to the little boy who still couldn't stop looking at me. Cheeks were puffy and bright red, annoying.

“M..Mama brought me here. Mama told me to come follow Brother Jackson as well. Mama will take you to eat shabu.”

“Oh, yes, please give me a moment. Talk to your friend for a moment,” Jackson told the boy before turning to look at me again.

"What's up, Mark?"

"Uh.. that is.." The situation suddenly became unfavorable. When a little child, Minnie, came in I don't know what to say.

"I'll just say, good luck. I hope we'll meet again in college. That's all," I quickly said before he got annoyed with me any more. To which Jackson only nodded before replying,

"the same"

There was silence between us. No one said anything further.

“Uh..then I'll go...yeah? What's up? You're a mess.” A slight twitch on the hem of his shirt caused Jackson to bend down to find him. before having to kneel down to the little boy who made a hand signal that he had something to whisper

“..Do you like it?” and the answer is to nod your head and then lean in to continue whispering.

“Kick, come on! Mark, can you please lower yourself down a bit?” Because Mark was suddenly called out, causing Mark to jump a little. But he complied.

Hurry!

As soon as I squatted down, little Minnie ran up and hugged me so tightly that she almost sank into my chest. His cute face rubbed and rubbed pleadingly. Before a small hand grabbed my neck and brought me down to receive an innocent kiss.

After finishing shocking me (a lot) Little Minnie immediately ran away. causing Jackson to run after him Jackson's laughter could be heard as well.

And then he left….

In the end, I didn't dare. This guy really is an asshole, Mark Tuan.

Ah...now Mark Tuan is already in his 3rd year. In addition to that I'm also a full-time writer! Now I have a publishing house to use as my main source. And my writing seems to sell well. There are a lot of fans. Haha.

As for Jackson?...

Hmm.. This might be a little surprising. But now Jackson is a model! Work is very busy, but I've heard people say the same thing. His grades are still very good. (Yes, good father-”-)

Until now I still don't have a boyfriend. I won't deny it. I'm still interested in Jackson. Well.. I've been looking at him for 4 years. What will happen after looking at it for another 3 years?

And this is the reason why there are people who say Duean, Faculty of Arts, Year 3. Kind, easy to talk to, invites you everywhere, but it's difficult to flirt. Even so, many girls and, uh.. guys (I repeat, many people! Oh! Mark Tuan wants to flirt.

T_T)

No effort was spared. They like to say If you flirt, you will be happy in the next life. Some people even went so far as to make vows at the shrine. (Ask me if it's addictive?..it's not)

And if we talk about the school break For me it was fun. I had time to write my novel fully. Accidentally, the editor had arranged a fan site. I was always worried in the beginning: will people come? Because I'm not an artist. There are many famous stars, but their fans have never disappointed me (even more than I expected).

Jackson had a walk in Japan today. It may seem crazy, but I did it. I bought a round-trip ticket to watch him walk in fashion for 10 minutes. But even then I set aside about 1 week for traveling.

Let's just say I happened to see him walking.

The sound of the shutter rattled throughout the hall. I slowly separated myself from the crowd. Well, Jackson finished walking. So there was no reason for me to stay.

My legs moved steadily before they were stopped by the scene in front of me.

Jackson was standing and hugging a handsome woman. The glances and smiles they gave each other were condescending and reflected well the feelings inside of both of them. Before their lips met, long, deep, and passionate.

I could only draw a small smile at what I saw. Smile a little to yourself. Slowly and smoothly retreat from that place. Without Jackson knowing

He never knew

and will probably never know

my existence

my feelings

Everything is stored here… just in my heart.

Of course, I'm not anything special.

So there was no reason for her to care…no.

** Hey, stop by to open.

SF

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Leave a comment and praise it as encouragement. I really want to play tag with him. But there's probably no one playing with Wright for sure, haha.

P.S. Honestly, Wright wants to make this into a collection of fiction. Like...chapter to story like him, maybe, but Wright isn't that good. Until we get one story that will last for a lifetime.