With the duty and mission of "C", a young female student from the university's journal club.

Causing her to meet "Joe", a young musician who wears a mask. Member of the Volunteer Development Camp Club What will the story between him and her be like? Will the mission be successful or not? Let's go follow.

Newbie learning to write Please feel free to criticize or recommend.

Thank you for coming to read.

“What? Brother Nop, the person we are going to interview, is flying to America for a vacation,” I exclaimed. It's not true, it's my job.

“How do we do this? I want to interview only high society men. Let me tell you, there are a lot of musicians in our university. You just picked one person who was like, uh…” Money stopped talking. I immediately stared at it. Whatever you want to say, just say it.

“Uh, I think... Brother Nop is the most suitable. If you go interview other people There's hope that the column we're working on might be discontinued. Nowadays, even the new guys are presenting cool columns. But what can I do when he's gone ~ Goodbye ~ He's gone." Money sang in a song. I think this girl must have gone crazy -*-

“There must be a way out,” I mumbled.

“Oh my~ What is this with you, Sis? You're so stressed out that you have to squeeze into a crowd in the middle of a walking street,” Money complained, turning to avoid the teenage boy who was trying to squeeze her breasts. “Pervert,” Money muttered.

“Stop complaining, Manni. Let's help each other make a living. Please help me look for a musician,” I said seriously. I'm starting to get stressed out. In another 15 days, I have to send the manuscript to the club. If not, then that amazing musician's column will definitely be cut from the legacy of popular books.

But look at this girl's face - -"

“That's funny, Mr. Si, what's wrong with you? I'm looking for a musician, I'm not looking for a papaya salad vendor."

“Oh, I know. Come to think of it, musicians wear their hats. Like a good-looking, sassy face, I'm sure it will happen." I smiled confidently.

“Usually I only see drunk uncles with beards and mustaches. It doesn't make sense at all. Tomorrow I'll take you around the music practice room.” With that, Money grabbed my arm and parted through the crowd. The smell of grilled chicken smoke floats. I couldn't help but turn and look. But his eyes suddenly collided with a tall and slender figure.

Student uniform playing guitar in the middle of the crowd But it was too late to go back because my best friend, Money, dragged me away so far away.

"I'm hungry. I'm so stressed out. I'm hungry." Money complained.

“Let's go to the walking street.” I had an idea. Then hurry and collect your things immediately.

“Wait, stop it. I'm hungry for pizza, so I'm definitely not going there. Because I don't want to eat canned fish.” Having said that, Miss Money acted like a fish that was stuffed into a can. Really disgusting - -“

“I have an appointment with Brother Kim. Eat free pizza. I don't have any money these days. Do you want to go together?" Money asked. I shook my head. Who would really want to be a KKK (Knucklebone), right?

The upshot was that I had to wander the walking street alone. It's a good thing there aren't many people. Many high school students were grouped together in various booths. Where is my wedding? I'm looking for that musician. I suspect he hasn't come yet. But that person is still studying.

I walked around in line in front of the grilled chicken shop until the auntie who sold it looked at me. I smiled dryly and walked to the grilled chicken shop to inquire.

“Uh...Auntie. tall man He plays the guitar here. He didn't come today?” I gestured to him to show how tall he was.

“Oh...he's playing at a restaurant. He will come to play here every other day. My aunt is a fan of his music too.”

“Really?! And do you know which store it is?”

“This shop is across from the university. I don't know who she is. Her face is normal, but her singing is really beautiful." The grilled chicken seller smiled.

I walked and stopped in front of a Japanese restaurant decorated in tones. Black and white looks chic in a Japanese style. There is a koi flag in front of the shop. I thought about coming to try the food many times but never had the chance (drunk) because it looked like only rich people with money and high-class kids came to eat. I looked at the people in the shop feeling envious. I'm hungry ~ I'm hungry ~ I'm hungry~

His eyes suddenly caught sight of a tall, slender man holding a guitar and a songbook, about to walk into a Japanese restaurant if a woman said to him, "Hey!!" first I looked around and there was no one, and it would have been great if by chance it wasn't me. But it was me. I greeted him with "Hey!!" >_<

“What do you say?” He stopped and looked at me. It seems like he's confused and surprised. He looks like he's 1-2 years older than me, meaning I'm in my 2nd year and he's probably 3-4 years old.

“Is something wrong?” He looked at me, who was standing there frowning like an aunt, not paying attention and then walked into the shop. Oh, wait a minute, “Hey, you wait for me.” I ran after him into the Japanese restaurant. The people in the shop looked at me. same eyes Then again, what the hell am I doing?

“Friend, Joe?” a middle-aged man who was probably the owner of the store asked him.

"Uh...?"

“Yes, hyung. I'm his friend. Your shop is really cute.” I smiled widely and hurriedly pushed Mr. Joe. It's saying let's go.

"Then I'll go to the back of the store, P'Pom." As soon as I entered the back of the store, Mr. Joe immediately turned and attacked me.

“What is wrong with you?” he asked softly. You look at me...I'm dead. What should I do? “Have we met before?” he asked, staring at me.

“Uh...cha, I...” He stood with his arms crossed like an adult finding fault with a child while I gulped.

“Okay, whatever. You...get out. Inside, outsiders are not allowed to enter if P'Pom finds out that you are not my friend. I'll be in trouble now."

“Then let's be friends,” I offered.

“I'm your friend.” He looked at me from head to toe. “I think you should go home and drink some milk and then go to bed.” With that, Mr. Joe walked in the other direction. “Hey, you say I'm a child?” I yelled after him angrily and then came out to sit and wait on the sidewalk in front of the store.

6 hours have passed…….

“Si, Sis, what are you doing sitting here? Did your mother kick you out of the house?” Money's voice called out. Made me dazedly open my eyes.

“Where am I?” I looked around. In front of the university, I am now sitting on the sidewalk in front of a Japanese restaurant. Opposite the university, I'm sitting on the sidewalk sleeping - -“

“Eh, is this your money? Look at all the things strewn on the floor.” Money started collecting five baht coins. All around me, dammit, do people think I'm a beggar? It's like this girl knows right now. "Hey, look at your condition, you look like a beggar." Wow, I'm so proud - -*

Finally, Money, who had just returned from a date, happened to pass in front of the university and saw me and had to ask her boyfriend Kim to take me to her house. My house was really lonely. Father is a doctor. As for mother, she is a nurse. Both of them are on duty and the child is on duty. It's really karma. Will I be able to send the original in time?

“I got inside news that there are musicians at the restaurant in front of our university playing music like this.” Money gave a thumbs up and smiled expectantly, but for me All hope I had had disappeared since last night.

“That person made me sit and wait until I fell asleep on the sidewalk.”

“Oh really, let's go find that person today.” Money pulled my arm and I looked at him. I have a premonition that today I will be able to go alone again as usual.

“If you want to find it, you have to go to the walking street. Because he also plays music there. Do you play on alternating days or are you not going to take this person and find someone new? He doesn't seem friendly at all. Going against the world?” I asked.

“This person is the most suitable. I heard that his playing technique is very good and his singing voice is beautiful. You guarantee our column will be famous for sure. It's not just women who are rumored to be idols. of a lot of new musicians,” Money explains. “But you have to understand, I hate being recorded. Crushed, I can't breathe.

I'll give you the job of interviewing. I'll put together the manuscript myself, okay??”

Walking street...

I'm sitting and eating shaved ice next to a grilled chicken shop. What should I do? How do I begin? 'Hi Joe, how are you?' doesn't quite work... 'Hey Joe, how long have you been here?' Did you make an appointment? 'Uh...Damn it, Joe followed the music. I didn't think I'd meet you.' What should I do with my life?

“Sister, please give me a cup of shaved ice.”

“Oh, I came early in the day, Joe.” Brother brought shaved ice to serve to you. Hey, that…

“Mr. Joe!!” I blurted out and both Brother and Mr. Joe turned to look at me.

"Friend, Jo? You're cute." With that, Grandpa walked out, leaving a pretty girl like me to sit and face the brutal-faced Mr. Joe alone.

“Uh...hi Joe. Do you remember me?” --*What the hell am I asking?

"Do we know each other?" He looked at me strangely. He's asked me this question 2 times already and we just met last night.

“Here you are...uh. Joe, don't you remember me?”

“……” He looked at me, what was he looking at? -*-

“I went to a Japanese restaurant where you played music. And you..."

“Oh, that mischievous kid who sits in front of the store begging?”

“Damn it...you can choose to remember something better.”

“Why are you following me?” Joe began. Why does he always look at me like an adult finds fault with a child?

“How should I say it? I have 3-4 questions to ask you. It's a job. It's like an interview, um...do you understand?" I asked tentatively.

“Why do you have to interview me? There are a lot of other people. Go interview Aunt Tuk, the papaya salad seller. I don't have time for you to sit and ask.” After saying that, he got up and took his place. Take out your guitar and start playing.

The music he played and his singing voice instantly made the ordinary person seem special. He was such a good-looking man that when he picked up his guitar and sang, people passing by couldn't help but stare and drop money into the small box.

“Uncle, play a song.

The show

of

Lenka

Can I have it?” A young girl handed Joe the song chords. Then drop a 100 baht note into that small box.

“I can play, but I don't know how to sing,” Joe replied in a gentle voice.

“But I can sing.” I walked over and stopped next to Joe and smiled at the girl. Mr. Joe turned to look at me and wanted to be surprised.

“Very good, then I'll wait and listen.” The girl smiled and walked over to sit on the bench.

“How did you get here? I thought you were going home to eat and sleep.” Joe turned to me and asked.

“Talking too much, just play. His younger brother is waiting to listen.”

I started singing while Joe played the guitar. I felt like the sound of his guitar made me sing a lot better. People passing by looked at the two of us. And they dropped a lot of money into the box. I couldn't help but be happy for Mr. Joe. I secretly saw a sign on the side of the box that said Donate money to repair the cafeteria and library for children, 5th time

I admired this man all the more, even though before I thought he was very obstructive and unfriendly, Joe went to find a chair for me to sit on. Because there were so many people who asked for songs and helped raise funds, I had to become their guest singer, but I really liked and was very happy to be able to do something like this.

“A water.” Joe handed me the water.

"thank"

“Are you tired?” he asked. But I smiled at him instead of answering. I'm starting to fall in love with you, Mr. Joe.

We packed up our things and walked around looking at the items at the event for a bit before parting ways to go home. He volunteered to drive me home in a sweet pink Vespa. I was really afraid that I would have to push the cart because the car wouldn't start.

Joe finally brought me home safely. He paid respects to my father and mother. who were ready to stay home and leave

“Fancy, huh?” Mom which the kind nurse asked

“No, Mom, I'm a uh... friend. Uh...maybe?" Mother frowned and I hummed a song. I went up to the bedroom in a good mood and took out a doll of a girl with freckles on her face, two braids...

'I'll give it to you.' Joe handed me the doll. I frowned.

"I think it's similar to you. I saw it and thought of you. Take it. I'll pay it back for helping you." He then proceeded to look at the items, leaving me standing in awe. He bought me a doll, which means that my work has taken another step forward.

Today Joe invited me to a Japanese restaurant and it felt much better than last time.

“Sit here,” he said.

“Joe, why do you go out and play music every day like this? Is your house poor?”

"Do it for your friend."

“Sister??...What's wrong?” I asked innocently. He turned to look at me.

“You'll know when the time comes.” He went to prepare things and started tuning his guitar.

“I want to interview you, Joe. Can you help me?” I made a pleading face, so he moved his chair closer and stared at me. Really very close... I'm embarrassed ^^”

“Come on,” he said, and I immediately smiled. Quickly grab your voice recorder and pen.

“Joe can standby.” Suddenly, an unknown person appeared - -*

"Yes, P'A...then take care of your work first, but for now you'll help me first."

He led me through the blinds and came out. Hey, this is it!!

“Are you going to bring me to sing again?” he smiled in response. "No, I'm embarrassed."

“What a shame, you sing beautifully. Come sit here, little one.” He pointed to another empty chair.

At first, I didn't know how to act, these were all students from my university. If someone I know sees me, I suddenly feel shy. Even though there was nothing embarrassing at all, hearing the applause and compliments made me more confident. I sang along with Mr. Joe very well. The crowd started to gather more and more and it seemed like it was fun. It increased when people in the shop asked for flirtatious songs across the table, making the atmosphere in the shop look lively and fun.

“Sounds good, what's your name?” P'Pom, the shop owner, asked me.

"See, I don't want it. I'm just here to be Joe's friend." I refused when P'Pom handed me the money.

“Take it, help raise money for Joe Man.” P'Pom smiled and put the money into my hand.

“Thank you, brother.” I raised my hand in greeting.

Joe and I walked to the walking street to find something to eat. I'm almost hungry. ~ Croak ~ Haha, my stomach growls. But it's not me I turned to look at Joe. He's still a normal person who walks around looking at things and is very quiet. His stomach growls without even realizing it.

“Are you hungry, Joe?” I asked.

“Can't you just call me hyung?” He turned to speak but didn't seem too serious. I looked at him confused.

“I'm a 4th year, and you're a 2nd year. It's fine if you call me older.” He raised his eyebrows.

“I want you to call me Joe. It looks strange. I'm not used to it."

The two of us came to sit and eat dip, sitting on a dirt bike. I secretly looked at Joe several times. He is a man who needs to be looked at for a long time. If you look past him, he's just a normal guy. But right now, he seems to have some charm that can't make me... Taking my eyes off him, the man in front of me began to frown. Then he slowly brought his face closer to mine.

"Hey!!...What are you doing, Brother Joe?" I gasped out in shock.

“Why are you staring at me? Is there something stuck on my face?” he asked, rubbing his hand against my face but smiling dryly. Does he know that I'm secretly in love with him?

'C, have you finished school yet? Do you want me to pick you up?'

'What do you want to go to Chiang Mai? I'll buy it for you.'

'What have you eaten yet? Let's go eat together'

'Don't sleep too late. Give your eyes some rest'

In just a short period of time, it made me more and more close to Joe, which led me to interview him with some questions. When he goes to play music, he always invites me to join him. He seems friendlier to me than before. Every word he says to me makes me feel like I'm special to him, if I wasn't imagining it myself. ...

“Little one, are you free on Saturday?” Brother Joe asked as he came to help me move things in the club. I nodded in response.

“Let's go camping together. The Volunteer Development Club will go repair the cafeteria for the kids. The school that will be next to the seaside has seen me stressed out for a long time. I'd like to invite you to relax sometime.”

“Can you really go?” My eyes widened and I smiled widely.

“Um.”

Two university buses were parked in front of the Faculty of Fine and Applied Arts building. The atmosphere is lively and fun. I've been preparing things for a pending interview and I think it might be time to collect the manuscript and submit it after I get back from camp.

“Why don't you go upstairs and wait? There won't be any seats." P'Jo greeted and helped me carry my things, thinking to myself again, right? >.<

“Well, I don't know anyone. Waiting for Brother Joe to come." I smiled as the wind blew for a moment. Makes hair fall on my face Brother Joe reached out and held my hair behind my ear, making me look embarrassed. Then walked up to the car.

The car has left the university. The sounds of a special band sounded out, including the sound of knocking bottles. Some people brought out their guitars to play, but Joe sat beside me all the time, unable to go out and have fun with friends. I started to feel sleepy, and finally I fell asleep with my head resting on Joe's shoulder. I didn't know who it was. The person sitting next to him secretly smiled a little. Then he closed his eyes as well.

“Oh, please hurry and help us carry our things, ladies, let's make some delicious food.” P' Chang, the club president, turned to tease the beautiful group star who had just passed by.

I took photos of the people in the club who were diligently helping each other, with a lot of emphasis on Joe, in order to select the photos to be published in the journal.

"Hoy! How did you get here?” I turned towards the sound and saw Money standing with P'Kim. Make a surprised face

“And how did you get here?” I asked, and I pressed the shutter when this girl made a surprised face. It was so funny.

"Delete it. Aum, ugly, ugly." I ran away from this girl and then sat together with the women who helped cook the star of the Faculty of Fine Arts.

During the break, I saw a group of stars bring water for P'Jo to drink and were sitting talking. Suddenly I felt annoyed, so P'Jo turned around and saw me. And he...he smiled at me. I hardly ever see him smile at anyone but his smile makes my world a lot brighter ^^”

In the evening, all the Volunteer Development Club members came to sit around the bonfire on the beach. The atmosphere was cheerful and fun. So I took myself out to take a walk alone ~ It was really cold ~

“Her name means sea.” A voice came from behind me. Even though I didn't turn to look, I knew who it was.

“Don't laugh if I say that my brother's name is Mountain, Mother really likes the sea and mountains, so we named them C and P'Phu."

“Never seen your brother?” Brother Joe asked. He was now beginning to draw a picture of a guitar on a piece of sand.

“Phu is already married.” I sat next to him. Then draw a picture of a woman's heart. There really is no escaping matters of the heart. He made a soft noise in his throat.

“Why are you walking alone? Isn't it fun?”

“It was fun, but C was a little stressed about work. It's so relaxing to take a walk by the sea.” I hugged myself because the weather was starting to get cold. Joe suddenly wrapped his jacket around my shoulders.

“Are you finished with all the questions I want to ask you?” I turned to look clearly at Joe's face. He has always been a special man to me. As he looked at me too

“There is one question left. It's a popular question in the column.” I fake a smile, even though my eyes are saddened. Because I already knew the answer. “Say it.” I pressed the voice recorder.

“Does Brother Joe have a girlfriend?”

P'Joe was so quiet that I'm sure that if I were to listen to the recorded voice, P'Joe's answer would definitely be the sound of waves crashing on the shore from time to time.

“Not yet, but there is someone I secretly like.”

“I secretly like you?” I was surprised. While thinking of the beautiful stars “Why don't you tell him? Maybe he likes you." I said sarcastically.

“I want to wait, wait to be sure that he will accept you for being the older person you are like this. When you don't love someone, you just want to be with someone to show off to others. But I need someone who understands and who is supportive. and ready to walk side by side No matter how many obstacles you encounter." Brother Joe looked up at the moon. that shone brightly without knowing that I was secretly looking at the other side of his face with an emotion I couldn't tell.

The two of us walked back to the group of friends and seniors who were having fun. P'Kim played a distorted guitar and sang a love song to Miss Money, who was sitting with a red face. Such a good atmosphere made me unable to resist pressing the shutter to keep it as a souvenir.

"Hey, Joe, don't you think you'll show off your amazing guitar? I've heard that it's going to be featured in a magazine too," Joe's friend teased. There were voices of approval from many people, causing Joe to pick up his guitar. He turned to look at me. Then start scratching the guitar according to the chords.

~ People who have ever been lonely, have felt lonely. Have you ever looked for love where it is? The world is so big. There are many people. But my heart is getting lonelier all the time ~ But when I met you What she gave me, I don't know, is that in the same big world I never have to be lonely. As long as I still have you here~

During the song, Joe kept looking at me, which made me secretly think to myself that he was playing this song for me.

~ You are more than love. Because you are half my life I've spent my whole life searching and waiting for you for a long time. ~Many of Joe's friends started turning to look at me. What's going on? >_<

“Oh, actually they were singing songs to flirt with each other. I'm really jealous of people who have boyfriends. Don't let me flirt with Nong Daotid." Brother Chang complained. Making everyone boo in unison.

The members of the Volunteer Development Club went to bed after a tiring day.

Tid...Tidd The message sounded. I clicked to look. It was a message from P'Jo --- Don't forget to cover yourself with a blanket --- The weather was starting to get cold. I took the blanket to cover and fell asleep with a smile. Today I am really happy.

After returning from camp, I didn't get to see Joe at all because I was busy creating the manuscript. Helping Money, my work was completed perfectly. Joe looks better when he smiles...and the few times... I will see him smile

'Smile a bit, Brother Joe... You have a grumpy face like this. No one reads Column C.'

The work is finished. There are only matters of my heart that are not resolved. Sometimes I feel uncomfortable. I've asked myself many times whether I like him or not. I can't deny that I don't like him...but I love him.

“Look at you, did you see that our column was voted the most interesting?” Money shouted as the poll results came out. I smiled and realized something.

“Let's go to the walking street.” I grabbed Money's arm but he shook his head. Then ran away. In conclusion, I had to go alone again as usual.

I was wandering around the walking street. There were still a lot of people, but I didn't see any tall, slender men. Standing here playing guitar. Anyway, today I have to tell him how I feel about him.

“Uh...Auntie, a tall person...”

“Oh, the young man who used to play the guitar. Haven't been here for several days. I don't know where it has gone.”

I called Joe's mobile number. But no one answered the phone. What's up with this feeling like we're drifting apart? I headed to the Japanese restaurant where he and I used to sing together. Yes!! He is there. and was talking with P'Pom, the owner of the shop I pushed the door in and Brother Joe walked in. He looked at me and looked away. What's wrong with him???

“Brother Joe, wherever you go, you won't answer the phone. Brother Joe, what are you angry about?” My tears overflowed until I could see the person in front of me in a blur. Brother Joe gently wiped them away.

He handed me a pink cardboard box, size 2”.

x2”

give me

“I will return to Chiang Mai. Go live with me. I was going to go see you at the faculty but ended up meeting you first....so I'll go." He turned and walked away. I looked at his back as he walked away. Then cried out at the top of his voice

“Brother Joe!!!!!” I sobbed loudly as tears began to flow again. He's gone...we'll never meet again, right??

"Don't cry, little one." He grabbed my shoulder. “I promise I will come back and sing with you again.” P'Jo held out his pinky finger and I looked up at him.

"If we love someone Should we tell him?” I asked in a shaky voice.

“Many people may think differently. But for you, it's better to tell. Even though many things may not be the same, it's still better than not telling and regretting it later." He looked at the pink cardboard box he gave me and I followed suit. Then open the lid of that box. Silver ring engraved with the word '

SEA’

It was strung on a silver chain and there were several small pieces of paper in it.

“Why do you like to make me worry? -*-”

“I want you to be near me every day //^^//”

"I haven't seen you today....Do you know that I miss you @_@?"

“I miss you so much, we are always far apart.

T^T”

I opened it and read it one by one until I came to the last one, 'Love C forever...Joe'. I turned around and looked at the man standing in front of me as if he was embarrassed.

"I'm going." He hurriedly walked out.

“Wait a minute, don't you want to listen to Zee?” I walked in front of him, “Zee has something to confess.” I lifted up my tiptoes to whisper in his ear...

“Si loves P'Joe too,” P'Joe pretended to look away. Then he smiled and his face turned red. I'm so happy to be around him. Even though he may seem a bit taciturn like an adult, this man has a cute side to him as well.

Several months later...walking street

~If you were love It's a love so good that there are no words to describe it ~ I'm so lucky to have you walking by my side. That life has filled in what was missing~

~ You are more than love. Because you are half my life I've spent my whole life searching and waiting for you for a long time. And finally found that you are everything. ~that fills the heart From now on, every breath I take is you~

Brother Joe still comes to play music on Walking Street as usual. I am very happy to stand beside this man. From the first day until today, he is still the same old Joe, always caring and taking care of me. It made me thank P'Nop for flying to America, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten to meet P'Jo. and have come across such good love