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This story I wrote this on a rainy day.

I wrote it up

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If it happens that somewhere is the answer. Maybe I can't answer.

“What the hell do you have to call me to come out here now?” The young man's friend sat down next to him, fixing his hair that had weathered the rain to look as perfect as possible. We are sitting in a coffee shop24 One store which is not too far from the university.

"I don't know."

“Don't be funny, girl. What must you have? That's why you've come out to me like this.” A clear-faced, short-haired girl in white, cartoon-patterned pajamas said to her long-haired girl friend in a yellow sleeveless shirt and white shorts. Her friend's face was full of confused emotions. unregulated

Silence covered this awkward conversation for a moment.

Because right there right now There's no one like you beside me.

“Okay...so what do you want? Is the iced latte with whipped cream the same?” the young man who had been called out asked his friend. His friend could only nod in response. The young man shook his head slightly before standing up and ordering coffee.

“What's the matter this time?” the short-haired girl asked her friend, but there was no reply.

“Tan, I don't want to pressure you or anything. Let's just say I want you to know that I'm really worried about you. If you want to say anything, just say it." Tan's friend said, but she wasn't sure if her voice reached her friend or not.

Sometimes people just wonder. Why did I receive something in return that was not equal to what I had done?

“Matt, I can sit with you all night, but if it's really tight inside, you can let it out.” The young man who was called Matt raised his head slightly. Making eye contact with his friend, his mouth opened as if to say something. But then he became absent-minded again.

“At least I want you to know. I'm one of those people who still wants to understand you. You're not alone. If you think like that,” Prae said to her friend. Then she moved closer to her friend, not wanting to expect any more than this. I think it would be better to continue waiting.

“I... made a mistake.” The sound of thunder outside sounded like the sobbing sound of something that felt pathetic and frightening. It sounded softly, as if it were very far away from those who could hear it.

“Again,” the sound of the table clock on the bedside table rang out in the complete silence, competing with the hum of the air conditioner.

“Is it about that person?” Prae asked her friend in a trembling voice, not because she was tired or anything. But she has a lot of sympathy for her friend.

“Yes,” Tan replied. She looked at her friend's face and felt that her eyes were hot and wet with tears for she didn't know how many times.

“But this time it was the hardest?” Tara asked his friend. Matt was silent for a moment as he stared at the whipped cream in the coffee mug in front of him. The young man reached out and picked up the coffee mug in front of him, lifting it and drinking with trembling hands.

Are we really like this?

“Are you really not eating? This cookie was made by my mother herself. How do you like it?” Tan shook his head and picked up the cookie and put it back as usual. She stared outside the window. The stars outside were more visible than usual and the sky looked clear.

“I ruined it myself. Because it was me who made things worse.” Tan's voice trembled, her tears flowing non-stop.

“I feel like a crazy person crying for you to see me like this again.” Sobs sounded after those words and Prae could only hug her friend and rub her little friend's shoulder.

“I can enter his life now... He himself admitted it, but…” Matt tried to continue but his mouth seemed to be unable to keep up with his brain. He felt like he should cry, he should cry. But nothing came out. The wound was deep with tears falling inside.

Tara sat staring at his friend, slowly releasing what was on his mind in his eyes. Matt is bound by a relationship that he has long since become involved in, a complicated knot that cannot be cut with scissors.

Strings that run from the two coronary arteries

“It's my fault, I... even though he likes me. Even though he took care of me Even though he tried a lot, I don't like him... Like that, I feel really good. When I talk to him, I feel really good. When we're close to each other, but... I can't be like that for him.” Tan poured out the words as he sobbed.

Prae remembers many stories from the past. The two of them were like two lines running side by side in a three-dimensional perspective. From a certain angle it was as if they were close together. But if you look at it from another angle, it really isn't the two lines, they run in too different directions. Trying to fit in is no different than forcing each other.

It's just that the two of them feel good about each other.

“A true view of love. I think there are many things. He may not be that way for you, but that doesn't mean you're hopeless. He might be ready one day,” Tara said to his friend in front of Matt, who looked at Tara with a look that was hard to describe. It was a blank, painful, disappointed, and full of expectation look. The rain outside continued to pound incessantly and became heavier and heavier. It seemed that the monsoon within the mind was affecting the outside world as well.

“I think so. This time, I won't give up. I might adjust it to make it less of what I did. It might be too much I might get jealous. He might be too stupid, he might be too fussy, he might be afraid of me in that part.”

“What is he afraid of?”

“Is he afraid he will hurt me? He likes to blame himself for being so bad. This is so bad,” Matt said. Tara looked at his friend's face.

"Well, what you're doing here is hurtful, isn't it?"

“And you didn't just hurt him, Tan. You hurt yourself too... I won't say that I understand you. I only understand some of your points of view. But I just think that you like him and he likes you. You should try to start something more than it is.”

“I'm afraid that in the end I don't like him...I'm afraid that in the end I'll be the one to walk out and ruin everything myself. You, I'm terrible at letting him go, it would probably be good for him..." Tan stopped talking at that. Tears continued to flow without stopping. The sky outside was calm and calm, unlike the atmosphere inside Prae's room right now. The loud sound of the air conditioner punctuated their conversation again.

Or in the end This encounter There's only goodbye

“So he wants you to walk away?” Matt nodded. But he doesn't think like that.

He still doesn't want to recover from the situation he is in here. I don't want him to disappear and I still don't want her to disappear.

“I don't know how difficult it is for me.” Matt looked up at the ceiling and sighed. He turned to look at the coffee shop's mirror. He could see the rain falling, it didn't seem to stop, but it seemed to have eased up, at least he felt like it did.

“So...what do I do from now on? Can you tell me?” Prae asked. It seemed like Tan had stopped crying. Her friend was silent for a moment before answering.

“Probably brothers.”

“But even though in your heart it's not all you want?” Tara asked his friend in front of him. Matt met his eyes and smiled faintly.

“Deep down, I probably think like that. But if it's OK then it's good and if it happens he lets me try it again. I'm ready to accept that opportunity.”

“Just like last time you told him. And you gave him a chance.” Tan looked at Prae's face after her friend's words. She looked at it for only a moment and had to quickly look away. Stories similar to the present made her want to cry again.

“Yes, on that day, the rainy day...”

Or is the answer just another question?

The commotion outside had faded and almost disappeared, which was a good sign for someone. Signal for a new beginning

“Thank you very much, Tara. Thank you, you helped me again.” Matt stood up from his seat. Tara got up to follow.

"It's okay, I'll go send it together." The two young men walked out of the shop together.

“But today, it's not like that day,” Tan said, her eyes unfocused and looking at the table clock in front of her, the sound of the second hand inadvertently ringing in her head. Prae remained silent and didn't say anything. Tan felt her eyes well up with tears again.

“Because it…” Tan heard himself swallow and felt himself begin to sob again.

“Maybe that day will never come again.”

The still sky outside the window turned into rain that fell without a trace. The stars that shone brightly competing among the moon were swallowed up by dark clouds.

A young woman looks at the raindrops outside Then started crying again

It's like the rain falling...again.