It's a bit of a mistake, haha. Just pressed and got this topic from a random program. So it became this matter. I used to think that if this story ended well What will happen to the two of them next?//If they get their imagination together, it will happen in the next episode, haha.

P.S. Read and please comment. To give us encouragement to keep thinking of new plots.

TvT

Today is Christmas Day and the last day of classes before the New Year.

Which means From tomorrow onwards school will be closed for one week.

Having said that...when talking about Christmas, many people think of celebrations.

or many things that indicate that today is 'Happy Day'

Yes!...It should be like that...

"Hoy! C! Let's go back!”

Moss's voice shouted against the sound of the rain outside that didn't seem to stop falling for the slightest, plus it was now winter.

Making the sky as dark as dusk even though it was only 5:00 p.m.

“Even though it's actually Christmas Day, it's raining.”

I grumbled in my heart and rushed towards my friend who was waving at me at the bottom of the stairs.

"Don't you know how to wait for each other?!!!"

I moaned loudly as I stopped wiping away my exhausted sweat. After chasing that guy down from the 4th floor to the 1st floor

“It's already 5:00 and the security guards will close the building.” He looked at the clock and let out a long sigh.

“Is it this dark already? Saying that it took more than that is still more believable.”

Shaking my head, I spread out the umbrella in my hand and walked out into the rain. Normally we don't come back this cold.

But because today is Christmas day in the room, there is a celebration after school, so there is food and a Christmas tree.

Decorations and gifts that were left behind after work became a burden for the shift supervisor like me to handle.

In fact, this guy could really run away and return first...

“You are...too kind.”

I mumbled before quickly covering my mouth as I realized I was thinking too loudly right now, so I could only hope. The sound of the rainstorm this season

It will drown out the sound of my thoughts just now. But from the way the doctor turned to look at me, I could guess that The sound of rain now

It's probably still not loud enough.

“Thank you...but the people who worked hard are kinder,” he said while laughing, so I could only sigh.

“Ah! One day you will definitely regret it.”

"About what?"

“No!...” I cursed as I rubbed my hair hard.

"It's okay. It's not like I'm going to wait for all my friends. I'm just waiting for you."

In the end, I was at a loss to explain the main idea I wanted to convey, so I just turned and looked the other way.

And the whole thing was silent...

The rain continued to fall heavily without any signs of stopping and no one spoke up.

It seemed like the sound of the rainstorm had risen to another level.

“Uh...Actually...I have something to tell you.” He suddenly stopped walking and spoke softly. Made me have to turn around and look. while talking while laughing

"What are you talking about like confessing your love?"

“Next year....” He trailed off before his voice trailed off at the end of his sentence. "...I will go to study in America."

Moss said while avoiding my eyes.

That moment...just a glimpse, really. A sharp pain like an electric shock coursed through my chest. I couldn't speak.

My forced smile remained there. My brain was having a hard time processing his words.

I should say something..I know...anything that will ease this overwhelming situation...but what can I say...

congratulate? Say I'm okay? Or should I apologize for making him waste another year in Thailand?

“Haha!” I let out a laugh. “Why are you making that face? You should be happy. Don't tell me you're worried about me? Do you see that I have such a problem that I can't live without you?"

“It's not like that...but last time...”

Moss still remembers it well. It is very similar to today. When he said he was going to study, the other person looked like he was about to cry.

Said "Congratulations" over and over and then ran away...and then [that] happened.

Moss decided to stay in Thailand because he was still worried about his "close friend."

The tall figure shook his head gently. To chase away that memory before sighing heavily.

“...but you keep getting bullied. I'm afraid that if I go...you might--"

“Hey, don't say that! I've grown up. I can take care of myself! You go, for your own future.”

I hid my flickering eyes behind a smile.

“Oh!..Besides, I'll tell you in a moment. I forgot something in the room. Haha. You wait here just a moment! Shall I hurry and come?”

It's not yet time to get an answer. I ran out

"Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa"

The sound continued to ring in my ears. I don't know if it's the sound of rain or tears...

But because of anxiety in the heart So I pretended not to hear it…

After running all the way back to the school building. The tall figure closed his umbrella and hurriedly ran back to the classroom on the 4th floor.

To catch up before the building closes Because even the first floor door was still open. But the lights throughout the building were all turned off.

Because most of the students rushed home to celebrate Christmas with their families.

The young boy ran.....run.....run.....and ran as if hoping that the drops of sweat would wash away the confusion in his heart. He ran until he began to pant.

He ran until his legs were completely tired before he came to a stop at the foot of the stairs leading up to the 4th floor. The tall figure stood silent for a moment as he tried to adjust his breathing.

that are lacking to return to normal

"What are we doing here?"

I ran...came...came for...for what?...since....I didn't forget anything...I needed time...that's right...

Just a little bit...to prove...that I'm not weak anymore...this is the 3rd floor...and today is Christmas...

The day [that matter] happened...

The tall figure held his breath before turning left and walking down the corridor, getting further and further away from the stairs leading up to the 4th floor.

"3rd floor, building 2"

He muttered in a low, ragged voice, almost drowning out the sound of the rain outside, a distance he had always avoided.

It was now shrinking more and more. The boy couldn't breathe rhythmically because each step was so heavy.

But in the end...the image that he had tried to erase appeared in front of him again...

A long corridor leads to a storage room. He began to feel butterflies in his stomach as he pressed his hand against the white wall.

and had difficulty moving his feet

Suddenly, for just a fraction of a second, The boy felt like his heart stopped for a moment when he saw it.

Pale, colorless face emerging from the end of the corridor and grinned at him without the slightest bit of white in its eyes!!

Even though it was only a brief glimpse, it seemed like a hallucination, but Xi could feel soft hairs rising all over his body.

Fear rose up in the epigastric region. Until it makes breathing difficult

The young man tried to tell himself He was just blindsided...yes...blindsided, but that face wouldn't disappear.

It was someone he was very familiar with. But I can't imagine it. and invites you to feel awe-inspiring

Xi let out a sharp breath. To drive away distracted thoughts

“I can't give up,” he gritted his teeth and muttered softly.

This is the storeroom where his festering wounds are stored. If he wants to heal, he must

Open it yourself and heal it yourself. [That day's matter] must be settled!...

The large door slowly opened. The sound of rusty, creaking hinges echoed down the long walkway.

It sounded contrary to the pattering sound of the rain outside.

Xi stared blankly at the dark room for a moment before coming to his senses and reaching out to find a switch on the wall.

“Very quickly”

As the lights in the entire room lit up, the boy felt a little safer and looked around the room.

Even though I still feel fear in my heart. Many things have changed so much that there is almost nothing left of them from a year ago, probably because after being attacked by them.

The ringleader teased him by locking him in the storage room. After locking the door, he never came back to step foot here again.

Xi began walking around the room and touching everything with his hands. It was probably similar to therapy in confronting one's fears.

As I've heard The boy's slender fingers brushed across the various items in the room until they were all covered in dust. His eyes followed.

Those shelves with a feeling of emptiness Until he caught the eye of an object deep in the shelf. What makes the whole story

It escalated until it became a big story...

"Red rope"

It was a shackle that held him to his greatest sin at the time.

The young boy's eyes widened. The body is stiff. He took a small step back before dropping to the ground.

and then sat there The jar containing bad memories fell and shattered inside my heart. The sound of broken glass echoed in the young man's head.

The darkness that I had always tried to pretend not to see. It was now gushing out like Pandora's box had been opened.

Xi clearly felt the moisture seeping out of his hairline after swallowing a big gulp...

Okay...calm down...nothing at all...

"scorching!!"

“Shit!!” The lights in the entire room flickered and then extinguished, extinguishing the fire of courage in the young man's heart at the same time.

C felt agitated. You'll almost faint. The soft hairs on his arms stood up and were soaked in sweat.

Even though the rain makes the air cool

“Thump!”

The tall figure suddenly felt numb throughout his body. He felt like he was being pushed against the tiles. The coldness from the floor spread into the spinal cord. C felt a lump in his throat. The body is so weak that it cannot move. It was as if his entire body was pinned to the tiled floor and was being pressed down by some kind of weight until he could barely breathe.

On that day......

If only they were locked up here......

If you don't get it, that "crazy bastard" will find you......

The whole story....

It would have ended long ago....

The feelings of that day suddenly came back to haunt the young man with disgust. The feeling of wetness is uncomfortable.

Touch along the surface of the body. A black shadow appeared above the tall figure. ...He's laughing...

“Oh...get out.” Xi pursed his lips and spoke in a stuttering voice. As good as breathing

He stared into the shadows with a mixture of guilt and resentment for that dirty pig. It didn't even care about his gender.

C remembers and never forgets. The smell of liquor was buzzing. The sound of ear-piercing laughter It sounds embarrassing and makes you want to puke. The young boy began to gasp for breath. The picture in front is blurry. But before he lost consciousness, his hand touched something. It looks like a long line. Makes him think of...

"Rope"...a large rope used at Christmas, a day of happiness. It's...a big red rope...

But...why?...did it fall?... So that "that kind of thing" could happen again?

The tall man gritted his teeth. He had already "killed a pig". Killing another one wouldn't be difficult. And no matter what lies

In front of you is that dirty pig. Or if it was something supernatural, he wouldn't allow it to touch him.

Absolutely simple! As the owner of this body...there was only one person he would be willing to give it to!

Slender fingers gripped the red rope tightly in his fist as he slowly lifted it closer to the shadow.

That black from behind But before C did “That kind of thing” went down again, and the shadow began to take shape.

"scorching!!"

A flash of lightning flashed, lighting up the dark room for a moment. until the face of that black shadow could be clearly seen

At that moment, the young man's black eyes suddenly became violently trembling.

It was the same face he saw in the corridor back then! A face he thought was familiar... a smiling face...

And the laughter was slightly distorted from before. That person is...

Himself!!!

The red rope suddenly stumbled in midair. The disgusting touch had faded away, but the eyeless figure still smiled at him.

“Afraid... Scared to death, right?” A voice echoed in the young man's head. Even though the figure didn't move his mouth to speak.

“Thinking about killing again? Even though I used to think to myself that 'I didn't intend it at the time', really..."

“I...it's not.” The boy tried to shake his head gently but couldn't take his eyes off the giant black hole in front of him.

“You're a weak... loser...”

“Think carefully about who came to help you.”

“Who helped hide your sins?”

“That's right...your best friend...that Santa Claus...”

That face broke into a deliberate smile.

“The Santa Claus you fell in love with”

“Are you going to give it up to someone else so easily?”

“Make him yours forever.”

"What?..."

The figure gently pulled the red string out of the boy's hand and placed it on the soft white nape of his leaning neck.

close to the floor He gulped, causing the red rope to gently tremble.

"Or...do you have to let me handle it for you?"

Words that seem to interfere This caused Xi's lost consciousness to become clear again, his eyes were vacant a moment ago.

It immediately showed signs of anger.

"Don't touch him!" Xi shouted harshly. Before using both hands to squeeze the other's neck tightly with anger.

“Don't touch my things!!!” He shouted, increasing his strength even though it didn't make him daunted at all.

“Like you...disappear!...disappear s--.......die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!

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“He is mine!!! And it must be mine alone!!! Go away!!!! Gone now!!!!"

Xi gasped as his eyes reflected a twisted black silhouette that was slowly fading away. All that's left is

Laughter and a whisper sounded in his ear...

“Good luck...”

“The little boy who fell in love with Santa Claus...”

“Crom! Pluck!”

I don't know when the large door was locked. But that caused people outside to break it in.

"Hoy! C! C! Hey C! What's wrong with you?! Answer me! Open your eyes!” The sound of my name being repeated over and over woke me up from my trance once again.

“M...moss?...is that moss?”

That familiar, concerned voice made me guess even though my eyes weren't fully focused yet.

“What's wrong with you? Does it hurt anywhere? Get up slowly..." He said in a rare sultry tone.

"It's...it's okay." I tried to push myself up and sit up before falling down again until Moss had to help me with more force.

“Not injured, right?”

He spoke in a low, frightened voice as he helped to brush off the dust and inspect the traces on my body. After a moment I let out a sigh of relief.

"You're okay. It's good, and it's making me really worried."

“So worried?” I repeated, causing the owner of my words to stumble. But it seemed like he couldn't take back his words in time.

“..well..well..well..well. Well, I'm really worried."

He smiled a little before pulling me into a hug and gently stroking my back. It didn't seem like a deep hug, but a comforting hug.

I'm fine now. If he were here He won't let anyone harm me.

My eyes were filled with water and I buried my face in his broad shoulders and let it flow. trembling body

Based on the strength of his sobs, he probably understood it.

thank you...

My Santa Claus...

I know now that I can't live without him...

But still couldn't hold him back...

So...what should I do?...

Maybe...the answer lies in my hands.

“Make him yours forever.” It was what reminded the shadow of the words.

...is something slightly different from the red rope, but just as shiny.

...is a red object....with a sharp, shiny silver tip...

I smiled deliberately...

"Moss..."

I said softly with a happy smile. As he slowly put the tip of it down on the back of the other person's neck.

Before slowly whispering some words into my Santa Claus's ear...

“MerryChristmas”

Forever…