Just someone

Someone once told me that...one cannot live alone in this world...

“Rose! Why do you have to fight with the chicks!!!” Maneerat shouted in Rosarin's face. A tall, thin woman with messy brown hair and thick glasses.

“I didn't find trouble first. I was just defending myself…” Rosarin replied to her female friend who looked at her with eyes that seemed to be on fire.

“Then why do you have to respond to it? Do you know that I am repulsed by them? And then we became friends too. You ended up having trouble with those guys, why didn't you think of me!!!” Maneerat said in a voice that turned from just yelling to screaming.

“Jit, calm down first, Rose, he has a reason…” Her cute face showed shock clearly in her beautiful brown eyes. She said in a voice that was suddenly startled. The two friends quarreled without flute or bag.

“The reason?... You're selfish...Rose is selfish, acting impatient, spoiled!!!”

“What do you want me to do?” Rosrin said in a calm voice. The tall girl's black eyes were blank.

"Rose..." Wansar called her friend's name with a moan coming out of her throat when she heard the cold tone of the other person standing face to face with her mouth shut, causing Maneerat to scold in her face without any signs of resentment or hostility. Interact

“You dare say how to do that, Rose? Since you made us all suffer along with you. You're such a selfish person, Rose. She's a selfish person. She made her friends suffer along with her. Are you pleased that your friend Ploy is also hated by those influential people?!” Maneerat scolded in Rosarin's face with long words, like a flood in the South, until finally the audience members cried out in disbelief. agree

“You speak too harshly!” Wansa protested in disapproval.

“Because they have nothing to do with you, Fon. You can say it. Now they are angry at me, not you!” Maneerat turned to glare at Wansa instead.

“Don't be a bully! If it were them being repulsed because they were my friends I'm sorry too...Jit!” Rosarin said in a voice that finally showed anger when Maneerat suddenly turned and slaughtered an unrelated female friend who had to suffer as well.

“If you don't want me as a friend, that's fine. But I'm still the same...” Finished speaking, Rosrin quickly turned around and walked away. With the sound of Maneerat following behind.

“You are a selfish person...Rose!!!”

Today will definitely be a day that you will never forget. She knows her heart well. Even if I want to forget...

Rosarin knows and cares. Tears brimmed at the corners of her eyes but were forced to keep them from falling as she walked back to the classroom. She had no idea that just because she went out of class to take a drink of water during class change to wait for the next class teacher to come, she would end up in pain.

Rosrin thought back to two days earlier...

After eating lunch in the cafeteria together with friends in the group like every day. When she and Maneerat came to collect food trays together,

'Hey, we have something to tell you, Rose.'

‘What?’ Rosrin replied, raising his eyebrows in interest as he picked up his water bottle and drank.

'My uncle taught us to tell people by eating at the table. Rose, have you noticed that I've noticed you?' Maneerat whispered.

'So what?'

'Among our friends, only Rose can be trusted. I told only you that you must keep it a secret, like not telling the Pin La people.' Maneerat pretended to be a top secret, which made Rosrin's laughter come out really amusing.

'Alright, I promise.'

Rosrin thought about it and sighed. She hopes Maneerat doesn't remember what she said.

Let it be like that...

Rossarin looked blankly out of the balcony of the school building through the glass towards the high school football field, reflecting on what had happened.

Maybe she's really selfish. Okay… Rosrin thought weakly.

The other day, Rossarin had an affair with a group of guys who were in the same group as Nittaya or Ning, who were considered an influential group at school that no one wanted to deal with. Make friends now Nittaya's group keeps attacking her.

Rosrin sighed tiredly. Because she had to deal with the Nittayas, the majority of the population in the classroom being the same as her. Even though she told herself that she was used to it because this wasn't the first time that her friends of that group came to harass her But this was the first time that her friends had also reacted to this incident.

She knows about Maneerat well. The whole story of Maneerat being suddenly targeted because She went to lose weight. and enhance the beauty until it is completely transformed and the story of her friend being attracted to Nittaya's young friend as well

in the Japanese classroom Rosrin stared out the window distraught... Normally she wouldn't just sit alone in front of the room like this. But because Maneerat moved her to sit in the back of the room with her friends. Another person who was in Nittaya's group but didn't have a problem with her. So she asked to stay with him.

That's good too. If that's good for Maneerat then...

All day Rosarin's mind was focused on books and lessons, so that it would help her forget about Maneerat.

at lunch time The same group of friends as you Prapassorn and Shalini came and invited her to come down to eat together... Maneerat and Wansara were already waiting in front of the room. Maneerat stood with her back turned. As for Wansa, she waved her hand to call out as usual. Rosarin smiled, but instead told Prapassorn and Chalini that she wasn't hungry today and that they should go eat first and join later.

She then took out the pie she had bought during her 15 minute break and ate it with an absent-minded expression.

"Oh...Rosrin isn't going down to eat?"

Her classmate Chanit said when he originally stopped in front of her. Rosrin looked at his young friend with a half-shocked, half-astonished expression.

“No, Chala, aren't you going down? We'll run out of food..."

“We've finished eating. Come here and take medicine,” Chanit said, holding up a large bag of medicine to show her female friend and making a face. Rosrin gave a slight smile. Give it before shaking your messy braids. her back Then brush away the facial hair that always falls in front of your face.

“I'm full of medicine. It's good to save money on food..." Rosrin said simply, smiling wryly.

“You have to eat anyway. Are we bothering you here?” Chanit asked.

“No…”

“Can I talk to you?” he asked again, causing Rosrin to smile.

“Why not? Sit down, we won't bite people like the hill tribes say," Rosarin said while laughing. Chanit turned his face away...

“We don't believe what they said against her. Because we saw that she was just protecting herself.”

“Use a pencil to stab people's hands. It's not sensible self-defense,” Rossarin said sarcastically.

“But I think it was right for you to hold it back. Making trouble and causing trouble to the villagers all over the place.” Chanit made a nasal sound.

“Well, he's famous here. It's going to be popular too. The younger ones are following in droves."

“I'm mentally retarded.” Chanit pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes in disgust. It made his face that looked... if it weren't a little pale, probably handsome... look good.

The two of them talked for a while before something disturbed them...

“Miss Dinso, come sit and hide here. Chanit is nearby. Mom, be careful, that girl might stab your hand with a pencil,” Aum or Anon said while laughing. This caused the subordinates who followed to laugh as well.

Rosrin cast a disdainful glance at the group of men before lowering his head. To bring my hair down like normal then rose from his seat

“Someone's already bothering me. I'm going to throw this bag away first. I'm going to the bathroom to wash my hands," Rosarin said softly to Chanit.

“Um…” Chanit looked at the tall, slender woman until she disappeared from the classroom door.

"What are you doing? Haven't you come home yet?"

Some tall figures startled. When the voice is gruff of a man who had just begun puberty said in the long silence.

“Is it Chanit?” Rossarin said in a slightly trembling voice. This caused Chanit to furrow his deep brows.

“Are you crying?” he asked.

“Shit...where is that?” the woman shouted, raising her hand and wiping the corners of her eyes under her thick glasses with her fingers.

“Oh, so what are you doing? Why don't you turn on the light? I'm in a dark room alone.” Chanit walked over and turned on the light. So he could see the other person's face clearly.

Rosarin took off his glasses to rub his eyes.

“Something got in your eye?” Chanidin came closer and looked down at his eyes, which were starting to turn red from the force of the rubbing.

"I don't know...maybe it's dust? It's irritating," Rosarin said. Chanit reached into his pocket and handed her a handkerchief.

“Do we kick it out for you?”

"It's okay, thank you..." Rosrin took the handkerchief and pressed it against the corners of his eyes for a moment. Then use the corner of the handkerchief to lightly rub the corners of the eyes...

“Ah! It's leaked...thank you. I'll take the handkerchief back and wash it for you..."

“No need to,” Chanit quickly snatched the handkerchief from the woman's hand.

“Are you arguing with him? We haven't seen you guys talk lately.” Rosrin was startled by Chanit's greeting.

"No...it's none of your business. Thank you. We'll be right back." Rosrin grabbed her leather school bag and quickly walked out of the room, leaving Chanit looking after her from behind again.

“Good morning…” A gruff voice came from the classroom door. Chanit leaned against the room door and waved his hand to greet his female friend.

"Hello..." Rosarin greeted and answered politely. Chanit smiled brightly.

"You came so early..." Chanit said in a conversational manner.

"I don't want to meet the Aums."

“So...that's it. Working hard to trick you every morning..." Chanit said in a low voice. Rosrin frowned at the other's face as Chanit approached and sat down on her table.

“Cha...is it very uncomfortable? Look at her face, she doesn't look good at all.”

"We're fine...but you seem brighter..." Chanit smiled cheerfully as usual.

“Um... I went to bed early last night.” Rosrin smiled brightly in a way that no one had seen very often. But such a cheerful atmosphere did not last long.

“Huhuhu...look. The perverted grandma secretly came to sit and have sex with this sick person…” Her voice was hoarse. Someone's voice came from the classroom door again.

“Speak nicely to him, Aum.” Chanit stood up with a tense expression on his face. “Why are you acting so unmanly? He can stay after harassing Rose!!!”

"Oh, are you angry at me too?"

“I don't feel anything, Chanit. The sound of birds, crows, and dogs howling is just this. It doesn't have any meaning...” Rosrin turned and smiled coldly at his young friend before casting cold, disdainful eyes towards the other young man who was standing awkwardly at the front door of the room.

“If you want to have a war of nerves with me, that's fine... Mr. Aum. Because even though you used your influence to force my friends not to associate with me But someone like me can live alone without having to rely on anyone!” Rosrin said in a firm voice. Then the hard, black eyes changed to firm and confident.

...because I have confidence in my friend...

For a week Rosrin didn't speak to anyone else and didn't go out to eat with friends. her as always A young woman spends her break alone in her room reading a book. and eat alone But even though she didn't talk to anyone often, she still smiled and laughed with her friends. Different rooms that have known each other for some time

And in the morning Chanit came to sit and invite Rosrin to talk with him every morning. The two of them started talking pleasantly. Rosrin doesn't have much to talk about. But Chanit found many topics to talk about until it became a daily routine in the morning. She was excited by what Chanit had told her.

Chanit is interested in photography. and drawing lines...

Rosrin is interested in drawing fabric patterns with watercolors...

One day, Chanit asked for the cloth that Rosrin had drawn. The young woman promised to draw a piece for her. In exchange for Chanit having to teach her how to use a camera.

Rosrin's ignorant behavior bothered some people even more...

“Tch...that ugly grandma has no one looking at her. My friends aren't dating anymore, so why are they still acting like they're excited? It's so disgusting." Nittaya looked at Rosrin dissatisfied. Meanwhile, Preeya, the president of the first year, walked in to talk to Rossarin who was concentrating on writing a book.

“It's so boring I'm going to die. That grandma didn't feel anything about being abandoned by her friend. Plus he acted normally. The science class refused to play along with her plan. And most of Grandma's friends also study science," said Aom, Nittaya's best friend.

“But I hate that active grandma. It acts outstanding and disgusting. He's arrogant and arrogant to make people pay attention to him. He's cocky and smart, and he likes to look at me with contempt!”

“But I don't think Rose has done anything like you said. And I'm warning you, as class president, don't! Find trouble with Rose again!” Priya, who was walking by and heard the two female friends talking, said with a serious expression on her face.

Priya is actually one of Nittaya's closest friends. But he is the most influential person in his class. By gaining the trust of friends At the most, he became student president and year president at the same time. Although she is Nittaya's close friend, in many stories, Priya does not share Nittaya's self-will because she is a reasonable person and loves justice.

"I won't do as you say, Pip..." Nittaya said curtly.

“That's her business. If you want to do as you please But she couldn't succeed. Because Rose...he's not like any of them. Rose is not like us. And with this stupid bullying, your children will be wasted. Just watch.” Priya finished speaking and walked away, not paying attention to Nittaya who wrinkled her nose behind her.

On the evening of a bright day, there was a torrential downpour. Sarin had to wait for his father at the front entrance of the school, secretly sheltering from the torrential rain under the narrow eaves. protruding from the school wall The eaves were very narrow and the wind was blowing hard. The eaves were not able to keep some bodies from getting wet. It only kept her from being even wetter than she already was.

Rossarin stood and hugged his bag tightly. Long, messy hair tied into wet pigtails frames an oval face. His thin body trembled slightly. With the cold from the rain

But then it was as if the rain had stopped pounding around her. Rosrin raised his head. A large scarlet umbrella spread over her head. Protects the body from the rain very well. Rosrin turned to look at the face of the owner of the umbrella that was spread over his head.

"Hey..." Chanit greeted affectionately. “You haven't come home yet? Or are you playing music?”

"I'm waiting for dad to come pick me up..." Rosrin replied.

"Then why don't you go wait on the school's outskirts? There's better shelter from the rain."

“I made an appointment with Dad here. Father will come soon and he won't see me." The answer of his female friend made Chanit sigh.

“Let's take our umbrella and use it. We'll just get on the bus and you'll use it.”

"No, Chanit is sick. It's going to get worse. You hurry up and go, I'm fine." Rosrin shook his head in denial.

“Then we will wait as friends. You'll have an umbrella..." He stood a little closer to her. And the two of them were under the same umbrella for a while.

Until a white sedan with an old license plate turned into the alley...

"My father's here...I'm going now. Thank you. Do you want my father to send it to you?" Rosarin asked his young friend.

"No, our house is in the opposite direction from yours...we'd better take the bus...bye..."

"Yes...see you tomorrow."

“Um…” Chanit accepted before running off into the rain with his orange umbrella.

"Can you stand and flirt in the rain..." Aum's curt voice sounded. Rosrin turned to look at the person who had spoken with cloudy green eyes.

“It has nothing to do with you. Don't use your own behavior to judge others, okay?" Rosarin said louder than usual.

“I speak as I see it,” the young man said in an equally irritated voice. He had a small gray umbrella. But his school shirt and school shoes were so wet that both his socks and shoes were soaked. Likewise, he had been standing in the rain for quite some time. The backpack hanging from the front was as wet as the shoes and clothes.

“I don't have time to bother you. Hurry and go home...you're probably wet and upset. Why don't you let your wife send you away?"

"Who's wife..." Amonthep said curtly.

"Ning..." Rosrin replied equally curtly.

“I don't…” Before Amonthep could protest, Rosrinok ran quickly through the rain and jumped into the car.

“Huh...we haven't seen anyone invite us back together. Go home the same way. The houses are really close to each other.”

A new morning has arrived, even though it's like yesterday's evening. When the rain fell heavily it also clearly emphasized the ideology of rain. Today Rosrin brought his own pale blue umbrella.

She sat in the classroom waiting for Chanit as usual. But this morning he didn't come back...

Maybe I'll wake up late... Rosrin thought to himself.

Also on the second day... Chanit didn't come to class in the morning. Surprisingly, he was two days late. Even though she normally wakes up early like no other, Rosarin was worried because she still hadn't thanked him for standing and waiting in the rain that day with her. This made Rosarin decide to ask other friends in the same class as Chanit.

“Chanit?...Oh, Rossarin, don't you know? He's been sick and been in the hospital since yesterday..." Rosarin was shocked by the news from Chanit's close friend.

It must be because I'm standing in the rain as your friend. So... Rosrin thought worriedly. I'm worried about what will happen. Even had to go to the hospital.

"What's wrong with him?...Which hospital is he in?" Rossarin asked anxiously.

“I don't know...but my mother said she was standing in the rain. His body was not like that of the villagers until he had pneumonia and was bedridden and had the doctor check his condition in the hospital over there.”

“What is wrong with him?”

“Oh, you don't know? We're close friends, didn't you tell us?" Rosrin shook his head. Waiting anxiously for the answer

“It's a brain tumor...the body is deteriorating and it's getting worse. You won't last long. But he still wants to come to school. And then he did crazy things. By standing in the rain...to death..."

Rossarin raised her hand to cover her mouth in shock at the news she had never heard before...

Chanit was that sick but she never knew. He never told her even though where we talked and had fun together every time It's been morning for many months... What she can't believe the most is... he doesn't have much longer to live!

Rossarin is waiting for Chanit to return to school. In the morning, she comes out to give food to monks in front of the school. Before going to bed, she prays for Chanit to get well soon. And Cob periodically asks his close friends for updates...but doesn't get much of an answer. Chanit still didn't come to class until more than a week had passed.

“Rose…” The familiar voice of a female friend said from behind as Rosrin sat absent-mindedly in the classroom, sighing a thousand times.

“Jit!” Rosrin turned to look at her female friend in shock. Maneerat hasn't talked to her in more than two months. Until she thought that this young friend of hers would never turn to her again.

“Rose...is something wrong with you? You haven't gone down to eat with us in several months. And then I saw him just sitting there. Are you uncomfortable anywhere? We are worried…”

Rosrin turned to look at the door of the room. Saw her group of friends standing together in front of the door, looking in with nervous eyes.

"I'm fine...just thinking about something for fun..." Rosrin replied.

"That's not true. Rose's face clearly shows that she's worried..." Maneerat beckoned her friends into the room...and stood around Rosrin with concern.

“Do you want to go to the infirmary or the doctor?” one female friend in the group asked worriedly.

"You can tell us if you have something uncomfortable, Rose," Wansa said softly, coming to wrap his arms around her neck.

“Can Rose see that we can't be trusted?” Maneerat asked.

“Jid, aren't you angry at Rose anymore?” Rosarin raised his head and asked his young friend with soft eyes.

“Dammit, how can I be angry at Rose? We're friends, aren't we?”

Rosrin looked at the faces of his friends, one by one. Before smiling sweetly with excitement...

"Thank you..." the woman said softly.

Among friends, there is no need to say thank you or apologize... among friends, you can always communicate with each other just by looking into each other's eyes.

In the Japanese language classroom Rossarin sighed for the hundredth time and absentmindedly walked out of the room...she had been waiting for Chanit for more than two weeks. But there was no sign of the young friend. Entering the second week Rosrin then went and bought something to keep because she wanted to give something as a thank you. and apologized to Chanit for making him have to wait to be her friend in the rain until he had to be hospitalized.

Teacher Duangkamon walked into the room with a gloomy face unlike every day. All the students looked at the young teacher with worry...

"Everyone...today the teacher has a sad story to tell everyone...please take your seats..." The teacher's voice contained sobs. Even though the teacher tried to keep it hidden, he couldn't escape Rosrin's sharp gaze.

Everyone was quiet from every day. The atmosphere in the room slowly More tense...

“Teacher, I have some bad news to inform everyone about our friend…”

no...

“This morning The mother of one of our friends called the school…”

no...

“To inform us that he will not be returning to this school again…”

No...that's not true...

“Because we already lost him...Chanit...just left us this morning...”

no!!!

Clear water from the onyx eyes beneath the thick-rimmed glasses flowed out like a well of broken tears. Thin red lips parted as if about to scream. But there was no sound...big eyes wide open. His whole body was trembling until his female friend sitting next to him noticed...

“Rose!” Maneerat cried out in shock when she saw her friend's face as pale as if there was no blood and tears flowing down her white cheeks.

The entire room turned to look at her. In his hand, he held the gift he had given him so tightly that it was all wrapped up and wrinkled.

"Rose, take a deep breath...Rose!"

It's not true...it's not true, right?...Cha...Chanit!

No sound escaped his lips. The whole class of friends gathered around. Teacher Duangkamon had to shout and chase people back to their seats. Thin lips moved to form a single word...

no...

“This is...the gift I want to give him...” A thin, pale hand handed the tall woman a light orange package. Inside was the cloth she had promised him to paint for him. Chanit's mother, an elderly woman, had a gloomy, dark face. She looked alarmingly old due to grief over her son's passing. Weary eyes looked up at the face of the girl who had handed her the package as if she remembered something.

Friends from all grades came to the hospital to water the corpse and see each other for the last time... Rosrin received the small silver bowl with trembling hands... Trying to hold back the tears from falling.

"I'm Miss Rose, right?..." Chanit's mother said. Rosrin looked at her face in surprise.

“Yes... Mother, do you know me...?”

“Yes...I know you very well. Chanit often tells his aunt about me. His room had pictures of rats all over it. He said he likes me very much.”

Rosrin looked at the elderly woman's face, stunned. Chanit's mother's pale face smiled a little brightly at her.

“Auntie, I think you have to thank me. For being the inspiration for him to live this long... Thank you. Auntie will put this in the coffin so that he can see and take it with him.”

“Thank you, Auntie…” the woman said in a low voice.

“Ros, is there anything else I can help you with?”

“Yes…” Rosrin hurriedly smacked her lips in response.

That's why she showed up at Chanit's house the next day...

Chanit's mother brought her up to the house and into Chanit's room.

“Chanit has given orders. Let Auntie give this to me.” Chanit's mother handed her a small box of fibers.

white handkerchief and line drawings that are framed nicely... It was a picture she had never seen before...a picture of her with her long hair down and taking off her glasses...a picture of her smile that she had never seen before in her life.

“Cha told Auntie about it. Let me show you all the pictures of rats that he took. put him in the coffin But please give this box to Miss Rose and tell me...thank you.”

"I'm the one... who has to thank him..." Rosrin smiled warmly. He held the handkerchief tightly in his hand. “He gave me something very important. And I think I really owe him. He is…a very good person.”

Rosrin bent down into a box where there was another small letter.

“Auntie will let me be alone for a moment.”

“Yes…” Rosrin unfolded the letter and read it.

The young woman spent a long time with that letter....

On the day of the cremation...

The surrounding atmosphere was gloomy and somber. When the black smoke rose into the wide sky Rossarin stood upright and followed the smoke with his eyes.

This was the first time that she felt that her surroundings were empty. Even with her friends supporting her But she felt that inside her body was empty, there were no tears, no feelings. It was empty and there was nothing.

Is this what they call...dismayed?

Or because she knew it was really gone.

Disappeared with him...

No more...

Rosrin stood still as if cursed. After she walked down from the crematorium with a group of female friends supporting her as she walked down. Today my friends from the whole school came to bid farewell to Chanit... for the last time. Some cried, some didn't, but no one could smile. The whole area was thus shrouded in a sad atmosphere.

"Rose..." Maneerat wrapped her arms around her female friend. When Rosrin acted like he was floating along with the wind that was blowing away the smoke from the chimney. Maneerat called her name again in a sincerely concerned tone. Rosrin then turned and smiled faintly at her.

"I'm fine...thank you," Rosrin said in a soft voice...

“Rose…” A gruff voice came from one side. Rosrin turned towards the sound.

“Aum…” the young woman greeted the owner of the voice that called her.

“What else are you trying to say, Rose?!” Maneerat snapped as soon as he saw the young man.

"Jid..." Rosarin said to his female friend. Before turning to ask the young man in a cool voice, “What is it?”

“I came to apologize...I want to apologize to you for me. speak badly of them You and Chanit..." he said in a hoarse voice. He opened his face and felt sincere remorse.

"It's okay..." the girl said softly.

“I want you to forgive me. Did you get it...that is? Actually, if possible, I would also like to apologize to Chanit. But...there might not be a chance,” the young man said in a sad voice. and a tall, slender figure with slanted shoulders like never before He had a slouched expression and a sad expression.

“I don't see anything...he will definitely forgive you. same for me It's okay..." Rosrin said, her voice far from cold. Amonpet raised his head to get a clear look at the other's face.

Rosrin's face was clear. Surprisingly gentle Thin red lips stretched upwards a little. It's a warm smile. Onyx eyes, even though they looked sad, were comforting. Long hair that didn't look messy like it used to flow every day. A breeze suddenly blew across the face like a caress from the palm of a departed person. And she smiled widely at it.

Amonthep was absolutely sure...that it would be a smile he would never receive...

The most beautiful smile of the girl in front of me...

“Jealous, Chanit,” he exclaimed.

“Don't envy him. Because of the pitiful He is a valuable person. But I haven't gotten to live my life to the fullest yet.”

“Rose…”

Clear tears fell, even though there was a smile on his face.

To Rose...

I really want to tell you what's in this letter. If it's not too selfish I have to put all my feelings into this letter in the hope that one day you will read it.

I confess that I'm secretly looking at you. I don't know when I started following you. When you walk and look outside on the balcony, it looks peaceful. you look happy But I don't know why your picture looks so lonely.

I have always wanted to tell you that you are not alone. When you told Aum that you could be alone without having to depend on anyone, it wasn't true. People cannot live alone in the face of the world. And I want to tell you that you are truly not alone. Because you always have me

Don't deceive yourself because it isn't true. Remember that there is another me in the world who needs you and you are not alone.

Rose, I love you and want to see you happy. The only regret is that I can't do it by myself. But I want to let you know. I love your smile that I will never see. And I'll love it until the day I'm gone.

love you

Chanit

3 years later...

“Rose! Don't be afraid and just be absent-minded! You won't have time to get into the mental hour!!!” A shrill voice from a female friend rang out. Rosarin returned to the real world after being lost in his thoughts for a while.

“Yes!!!” the young woman shouted in response to her friend before sweeping all the items into her bag. She jumped off the stone bench and ran after her new friend who was waiting for her in front of the school building.

“What is that, Rose? I saw you sitting staring at that paper for a long time,” a young friend asked.

“Is this it? It's an important letter," Rosrin replied before folding it up and putting it in his wallet.

"oh! So why put it in there...?”

“Because it's so important...I want to keep it in a place. I can see it whenever I want,” she replied, a smile on her face.

“That much...my boyfriend gave it to me.”

“Uh huh...that's about it.” The woman winked playfully at her friend. Causing fun laughter

Chanit, for you...I will live my life happily. I know a lot of people. And have many friends...to make up for the part that you can no longer have. I will smile, laugh, and have fun...for you. And I'll be the happiest for you to watch...look at me. Because of you...I will be the happiest because of you...

...I love you...