The moment between 'me' and 'him'

A short period of time that is both happy and sad.

If I could turn back time I still want to get to know you.

If I try harder

If I was more sensitive

I feel sorry for what happened.

I'm sorry, I was too dumb to understand at the time.

Once upon a time with my 'love'

I was sitting waiting for something with three or four friends, I was excited.

I'm the most senior person in an educational institution and it's my last semester. Today I have a code meeting with a junior.

I'm waiting because I'm waiting for the chance to have a younger sibling.

'Have you all come yet?'

my friend asked one of the juniors who was waiting to answer the phone.

'Still, I'm bitter, he's with his girlfriend. But I called and it's coming.'

'Bitter' is a junior whose face I don't like because of his cruel face. I feel afraid And I've heard that younger siblings don't respect their seniors.

'Ah, pick one up each.' When they're all here, My friend handed me a clear glass with a small white piece of paper rolled up inside. Give it to the five juniors in front of you. who came to catch the call later than friends Because the actual day when we caught up with the younger guys didn't come.

I'm excited to get Nong N because I know her. But the person who caught me was Bitter. Bitter just nodded and walked into the classroom, not bothering to find out. At that time it was very cool. I don't want this young man, I really want to change with friends. But probably no one wants it.

I was walking up the stairs to go to class. I was too busy talking to my friends and not looking at the direction. I only realized it when I stopped in front of the man who was walking down my side. I was taken aback and my face was about to hit my stomach. I said sorry and walked away.

'Is he going to sting me? I'm afraid' because when I looked at him he was bitter. Bitter looked at me with a calm face.

My friends laughed and teased me. 'You must be careful. It will definitely sting you'

Right now I'm looking at my junior's work with a male friend.

I told him, 'I don't like my code brother. You don't look like you're going to get close.'

My friend said, 'You're good. When you met me, he still raised his hands to pay respects.'

I'm surprised I've ever heard that the younger one doesn't respect the older one. That changed my thinking.

I went to poke Nong Nong in front of the classroom. She was strumming the guitar. Then Bitter walked out and sat next to N. So I teased. I want to know what kind of person my code brother really is.

'Please sing a song for me. Hurry, I'll give you the code.'

Juniors must find the code before the day of answering the juniors. You have to do something according to your senior's orders before you can get a hint.

I shook my head and continued to say, 'Don't you want to know who your ID is, a woman or a man?' Khom shook his head again, 'No.'

I kept teasing until it got bitter and said I was annoying. And I began to feel something else. Bitter is just a junior. It's not worse than you think.

But I have never given bitter snacks in the status of Phi Code because I sent them and Bitter never sent them back.

But I once wrote on a piece of paper asking, 'Who is this love?'

My code name I responded with something like 'Definitely someone'.

Bitter started teasing me every time I met him. I used to tell Bitter that 'I'll tell you your code. That you have a bad personality.' Yes, it's me.

Bitter told me 'I'm not afraid'

During sports day, I feel very bored because it is held for many days. Plus, I've never been involved in anything with sports.

While I sat and watched him play basketball with N for a while, Khom came and sat too. And teased me, tickled my hips, sometimes squeezed me, but I didn't say anything. Because I'm normally a playful person. Juniors and friends like to tease you.

I had to do a project at the end of the semester and during that time I was always in the computer room. After eating, I went up to my room to do some typing.

I don't often encounter bitterness. I usually only encounter it in passing. But when we actually met Bitter always teases me.

Normally, I would wait for the bus with my friends outside the cafeteria. Adjacent to the cafeteria where Bitter often sits with friends.

When I sit alone, Bitter often pretends to walk over and get a drink of water. Located not far from where I sat bitter was a person who drank a lot of water.

Sometimes Bitter comes in and pretends to sit with me. But I always said it was bitter. 'Please play the guitar and sing to me' or 'Teach me how to play the guitar'

Because I think I'm singing because I want to hear it. I like guys who play guitar and sing. I think it looks charming and nice to look at.

Lately, I've been bitter about adding you to Facebook. I'm bitter about saying hello to you. And then follow IG But I didn't fall back.

Until one day Bitter came and sat next to me. who is waiting for a friend

Bitter told me, 'Go follow IG and come back too'.

I feel funny like this, right?

One time, Khom greeted me on Facebook and talked with me until late at night.

Bitter said to me, 'Can I call you? I want to call.' Bitter called but I didn't answer.

I claimed, 'I can't talk, Mom is here.'

Khom greeted me on Facebook more often until one night. I accepted the Facebook chat with Khom.

I felt embarrassed and said to him, 'Normally, I shut myself off about love. I don't want to be sad,' but I agreed to talk to him.

Bitter told me about her old love story of how she had been hurt like this. I listened. I felt that Bitter loved this woman. I felt that this woman had done it so well that Bitter didn't want to lose it. It's like I can't find a person like this anymore.

I told you about my old love story, that I was hurt from my old love because my ex was so flirtatious that one day he broke up with me for a new woman. And this ex-boyfriend was my first love. He hurt me so much that I didn't dare to have a new boyfriend.

We talked about many things until it came to me and Bitter told me that Bitter liked me. Bitter said that she liked small girls. Bitter is a very tall person. I'm quiet, I'm glad you like it. In fact, I already knew that Bitter probably liked me because all along Bitter was teasing me. I could feel that Bitter might be interested in me.

I still don't feel anything, I just listen. Bitter told me not to tell anyone about what Bitter said.

After that Facebook chat The bitterness disappeared from my life cycle for a while.

That's when I started approaching Bitter like I was used to Bitter playing and teasing me. When there was no bitterness, it was like I was missing something.

I started looking from a distance, pretending to walk past the front of the room. Pretending to walk closer, pretending like it was a coincidence Until the bitterness began to come back and tease me. But there aren't as many as usual.

One time, I asked for my Line on IG and gave it to me and said 'Call me first and I'll accept the add'.

Bitter never calls me brother, but I don't know why. I'm willing to let you talk to me.

Khom messaged me on Line and told me, 'I accept the addition of Nong Khom as well.' I read it and smiled, feeling happy that I was successful in pretending to call you.

One time I had to type on a project and stayed up late and had to find a hotel to stay with four or five friends.

I posted a picture of a school late at night on my IG story and typed, 'I don't go home so late at night, where do I sleep?'

Khom greeted me on IG and asked, 'How do you go back? Do you want me to come pick you up? Come and sleep at my house.' Khom never called me brother.

I said, 'No, I'm afraid of what you'll do to me.'

Until late at night there was only one car, not all of them piled together, so I said hello to Khom. 'If you're free, come pick me up and take me to the hotel.

xx

Please.'

Bitter asked, 'Right now, right now, who are you with and where are you?' I said, 'I'm with my friends behind our school. Can you come pick me up? Please take my friends with you.'

Bitter was silent for a while and then replied: 'I can't go, the car isn't there'

I know that he will come and lie. But you have to come to me alone. There must be no friends with me.

The days of staying at the hotel passed until I finished working on the project. I returned to studying as usual. Bitter also comes by to tease me sometimes. I feel like Bitter doesn't approach me like I used to. But it's me. that started to approach bitter first

Near the end of P'Code's answer, I started to hang around Bitter and always tricked him into asking, 'Do you want me to be P'Code?'

Bitter said, 'I don't want it. I want Phi Phi more.' Phi returned my friend. He's small, just like me. We're similar.

One evening, Bitter asked me, 'Have you come home yet?'

At that time, I felt very excited, afraid that I might let go of that poison. Your brother is just sitting here with his head raised.

With a trembling voice, I answered bitterly, 'I don't know, maybe I'm in the computer room.'

Today there are activities of the educational institution including the answer to the code. The day I've been waiting for I want to know how I would feel if I were a bitter senior. The seniors had activities to tease the younger students until the time came. The seniors gave the youngsters an opportunity to find a senior.

I sat and waited for a while before Khom walked up and asked, 'Yes, Brother Ras? Do you love this time?'

I told Khom to ask a senior man to marry me, but Khom refused to do it. Khom said, 'I'd rather ask you.'

I don't know why I agreed. I sat on the chair, bitterly complaining, 'Who thought of this game?' but kneeled in front of me.

I felt embarrassed until my friend told me. 'Your face is red,' he said, holding my hand from a playful position. He disappeared and looked so serious that I felt shocked and surprised. Within a split second, Bitter said in a serious tone, 'Marry me.'

After that, I was very embarrassed. I answered and said, 'Oh, it's my code.' I said, 'I already said that.' I laughed.

When the activity time ended, I gave a little something to him. Bitter then bought me some snacks. It is also the first and only item.

Several days later, in a few weeks, the school would close and I would be finished. But I also felt sad because I might not see Khom again.

It's closed but I still have to come to the school to complete my assignments. It's such a coincidence that I have to come and fix the activities. Make us meet again

I circled around the school building. Bitter works in front of the room. I work in the classroom. Bitter often came up to me and came to sit and play games near me, until my male friend joked, 'Oh, Bitter definitely likes you'. I was quiet, I already knew. But other friends don't know. So I replied, 'Dammit, you're so quiet.'

During the day, when I came back after taking a friend to eat, I saw Khom. Khom told me, 'Why didn't you tell me when you went to eat?' I was confused and thought in my mind, 'Do I have to tell you first?' But I said, 'OK, I'll tell you another day.'

In the evening before returning home I sat and watched the work nearby. Then I went out to get something to eat. I sat back down. I and my male friend next to me played a game. I played and complained until I was sitting at work paying attention. Bitter has finished her work.

Bitter said, 'You're a waste. Come, I'll play for you.' So I sat and watched Bitter play. I picked up some bread and ate it.

Bitter said, 'Eat it, please.' I handed it to Bitter, frowning. 'Feed it too. I'm playing a game, how do I want you to eat?' I fed Bitter bread. I feel very embarrassed. Because I've never done this for anyone.

Until evening, it was time to go home. Bitter left the room. I looked at Bitter. I felt like I didn't want Bitter to return. I wanted Bitter to stay. Bitter looked at me in front of the door. Bitter asked me, 'What's wrong? Why are you making that face?' I just said, 'No.'

That was the first time I started to feel conscious.

The next day, I still came to fix the work, I tried to get closer. This time, Khom invited me to have lunch. I told him, 'But my friend is going too.' Khom said, 'Okay.'

We walked into the market and I sat beside him. A friend sat across from me. I'm not hungry so I don't eat. At that time the weather was very hot, so I used newspaper from the rice shop to sit and blow on it. Until I finished eating, he invited me to go shopping. So I acted like a bad person by sending my friends back first because I wanted to go out with just the two of them.

We went shopping and I felt happy to be around Bitter. we walk together I'm only chest tall. Bitter holds my head. 'It's like walking with a child.' I smile. As I cross the road, Bitter takes my hand. The feeling at that moment is very clear. I feel like Bitter looks very warm to me.

We returned to the classroom. I sat and looked at him while talking with my friend and his friend. I liked it. It was charming. His words were nice to listen to. I liked it. It was very different from the way he talked to me. I feel like when he's with me, he seems pleading.

I was sitting in the bitter room, walked in and sat next to me. Bitter reached forward and asked me, 'Do you miss me, don't you miss me?' I made a confused face. 'Just because I'm here, why do I have to miss you?'

In the evening I talked with my friend about my personality. Who is like? My friend said 'Bitter personality'. They talked about bitter personality for a while until Bitter shouted to me, 'I love you.' I looked at him and felt embarrassed, 'You idiot.'

Before leaving, Bitter asked me if I would like to stay and wait for the car as a friend. I said, 'It depends.' Bitter told me, 'Don't answer that it depends. Just answer, 'I'm here and I'm not.' I nodded. 'You can stay.'

Bitter sat waiting for the car to be my friend and we talked. I feel shy He walked to drop me off. That was the first time he picked up a cigarette in front of me. I stopped him from sucking it, but he gave in. I said, 'I just found out that you smoke. Still asking me If you knew I smoked tobacco, you would buy it for me.' I made a face. I just realized, 'Oh, I'm forgetful.'

Khom walked me to the bus before walking away. I don't want him to leave.

That was the last time we saw each other in school uniform.

I'm staying at home, but I still have to go to the school for a full week to fix my activities. Khom often calls me via Line and says, 'I miss you, I want to see you, come and see me'. I want to go see him. But my mother doesn't let me go out.

One time, Bitter called Line to talk to me, Bitter said she liked me again. But I refused I feel bitter crying Before hanging up, I remember only saying, 'It's okay, I'm never important to anyone.' I called back and said, 'Are you crying? Don't cry, I'm sorry.'

Even though I'm beginning to like bitterness, I'm afraid to open up. Until several days have passed, the bitterness has disappeared, I feel nostalgic, I remember the words of a friend who always told me that 'Please try opening your mind. If you don't try, how will you know?'

I called Khom on Line and told him, 'I like you.' After that, I went back to talk to Khom.

One night I called on Facebook to talk to Khom. I told Khom that 'Afraid to be with someone, afraid to have sex with other people, afraid of many things'

So bitter he scolded me. He seemed to have pulled me up from an empty hole where there was only me.

'Why should I be afraid? Can you fix it? The past is the past. If you don't try, how will you know? Do you think that when lovers have to have sex with each other all the time? Don't you think about doing other things? Don't you think that all men are like that and want to have something?'

We talked for a long time until I gave in. 'If you want to date me, please come.'

Bitter said, 'We're lovers'

I was so embarrassed I said, 'Um, we're boyfriend and girlfriend.'

We were dating during that time and we talked a lot. Call and talk for hours. Bitter seemed very attentive to me. But it's me who doesn't show much when the bitterness disappears. I don't follow along. I want Bitter to have freedom. I still don't understand what people have to do when they're lovers. I always say this to dessert.

Bitter once told me, 'If you have anything, tell me. You are my girlfriend.’ These words made me feel very touched.

But I'm still the same, like I don't really care, bitter

Until Bitter said to me, 'Let's break up.'

I'm very sad and hurt. I broke up with you. We'd been together for about fifteen days.

Until several days have passed and bitterness has come back to me. we are dating again That time passed so quickly that I couldn't even catch the feelings of that moment.

Then Bitter broke up with me again. I felt hurt but less than the first time.

The bitterness disappeared and came back again. He asked me to date him but I refused. I don't like people breaking up with me often. So we just talked. But I didn't date until there was a time when I was working part-time. In the same province as my new study location, during that time we still talked. Bitterness started to come and go. I trusted Bitter until I forgot to remember that bitterness might not be the only one.

I spent many nights crying, I was sad. I feel like I'm going to die.

One night, I posted on my IG story saying, 'Should I go home?' Khom greeted me and told me to go back. The next day I hurried back.

I had a bitter encounter, we hadn't seen each other since that bus incident. Bitter pulls me closer Hug my neck, smell my head I feel like I really miss you. Bitter took me to his house. My parents are not home and kiss me. That was my first kiss. I'm trying to do something like that to me. But I felt afraid that I would resist. I told him not to. Bitter agreed to listen. Bitter said she loved me.

Tell me that I want my daughter to wake up and see her face to face. I feel the love I feel like I really love you.

We talk late every night.

And I went to Baan Khom again when Khom drove to pick me up in the neighborhood. Bitter tried to do the same to me as before. I resisted as usual, my mouth was bitter. But I didn't mean to. Bitter tried to beg me but I didn't let me feel insecure. That evening I met Khom's father, who turned out to be a senior who came to help teach Khom.

And Bitter came to take me to the bus.

I once asked Khom, 'Do you normally bring women into the house?' Khom said, 'No, you're the first', but I didn't believe it. Because Bitter once told me that Bitter once brought an ex-boyfriend into the house.

The third time, Bitter drove to pick me up in my neighborhood again, which was far from his house, but he agreed to come and complain. This time Bitter tried to do the same to me as before. I stopped her but Bitter didn't listen anymore. Bitter said 'I can't take it anymore'. He did it to me. That was the first time I felt only pain and a lot of pain.

After that, Khom dropped me off. I sat and waited for the bus at one place for a very long time. I sat and thought about many things. Like I don't want to be bitter, but bitter makes me bitter, but I admit that I used to want to be bitter. Because I love bitter

The place I study opens us up far apart. But they still talked until one time, Bitter posted a story with a woman who was a bitter ex-boyfriend. I greeted him and shouted at him bitterly. Bitter said he didn't want to choose me, he told me it wasn't clear to him. This one, I admit, I'm not sure about the bitterness.

Bitter told me that my ex-girlfriend asked to come back and there was another kid who greeted me to take care of me. Bitter disappeared and that kid said hello to me. I say that you have the greatest advantage. You're the closest to me, but you don't do anything. I'm sorry, I admit it, but I don't think I'll ever talk to anyone else again. I trust too much bitter

I'm crying, I'm going to die. I realized that I love Bitter very much. I really love Bitter very much. Bitter seems very warm in my feelings. I like it when we're together. I am happy, I feel very connected to Bitter. Bitter is the first of many. My story is that I want to be with Bitter for the rest of my life. I thought I'd stop at Bitter. I yearn, I want to meet you, I want to hug you, I want to just lie and hug you like that, without having to do anything.

But then Bitter chose that child who cared about Bitter and it hurt me a lot. I stopped following the bitter Facebook page where I usually shared and tagged my boyfriend. Then the bitterness rose to a state where I felt so much pain, I was sad, and didn't have the energy to do anything. Until I was bitter that I had been dating my boyfriend for less than a month. We broke up bitterly and cried a lot. A bitter friend told me I feel sorry I probably love this person so much, why can't I be like this?

I met Bitter again on the holiday, Bitter took me into the house. Bitter tried to do it to me again. I told Bitter that if it wasn't my boyfriend, I wouldn't give it to you. I'm bitter, so I want to date you. I have something to do with you. This time I didn't resist because at my age I wanted to try, I wanted to learn.

We've had each other about two times, both in the room and the bathroom. Both times we couldn't finish. We bathe together Bitter wash my head We shower next to Well, I feel very happy. I want to live like this I want to be with this person for a long time.

I felt loved more and more without realizing that maybe I was no longer in love with him. Before turning away, Bitter said that we should break up. In fact, I already knew what Bitter was hoping for. But I gave in. Because I love, I really love bitter.

And Bitter also said that I don't really have feelings for you anymore. From the 80 I gave you, now there's only 20 left. I told Bitter that, well, I only have 20 left for you too. At that time, I was just a good mouther. I came home and cried a lot. I feel suffocated. I called Line to see Khom. Bitter said sorry and told me not to cry. But I really can't accept it.

Bitter told me to find a new person, find a good person to take care of me, study hard. Bitter said bitter was not good, I know, but I wanted bitter. I love bitter, I told bitter that I don't want a good person, I want you.

We used to talk about the future and ask me, What do you want to be like in the future? I told you that I want to have a good job and send my children to school and not have to do anything.

I said I love bitter, but bitter told me that He doesn't love me anymore. I tried to love and couldn't. I'm sorry. I was hurt a lot. I got bitter and talked to me twice. I feel like I've never been like other people. I've never been in a bitter IG story. But I had to sit and watch the bitter stories that happened to both my ex-boyfriend and the new boyfriend I used to be with. But I didn't get anything.

Until today, it came to my IG alphabet. I often complained about why. If you stop talking, then you won't delete anything. Bitter says she doesn't want to see. I'm so upset, I say I love you, I'm bitter, I say I don't love you anymore. You don't have to interfere. Before this, Bitter chased me away. He said that's enough. You don't have to interfere. No need for anything, we haven't talked in a few days.

I miss you so much, but when I come across this situation, I feel sick. I tell him that I did something wrong and that it hurts enough just not to interfere. So why are you doing this?

Bitter always stays in the past, bitter and forgets the ex who never came back to see her. This boyfriend is the bitter person I told you about when we first got to know each other. Bitter says that she's been hurt a lot, bitter that her heart is stuck with this person. I'm trying to help heal the wound. But bitter told me No, he wouldn't let me interfere. It's too late

Bitter told me, 'If we had met a few years earlier, we might have been together : ) because I was better then.'

I spoke to the point of bitterness, saying that if I don't forget the past, how will I have a future? Bitter told me that if I don't, I don't want to take care of anything anymore. I want to live with the past like this. And then Bitter blocked my IG. I was very sorry and later deleted my Facebook friends. I want to know what I did wrong. Why?

Khom once said that he used to suffer from depression because of his ex-girlfriend. He said that he needed to get a mental health check. Moreover, Bitter was born into a family that forced Bitter and didn't let anyone have any free time. Bitter looked dark, bitter like she was ready to hurt anyone who tried to get close to him and was ready to distance himself. He told me that about the story I had told you, don't think about it. That will make you get to know me well.

I said I want to get to know you. Bitter said no, no need to bother with anything. I was pushed out by the person who brought me in. Bitter pushed me out of his world.

I love bitter but now I can't get into it anymore.

I came to ask about Khom with his friend. Khom said that Khom is good at flirting with girls, lots of girls, and talks a lot. When choosing someone, we cut it down to the last two options, none of which I chose. Bitter always chooses girls with bitter looks and breasts and is obsessed with things like that. Bitter has family problems.

Bitterness is often not sharp, but bitterness loves friends. Unselfish with friends Bitter isn't that bad, but bitter love is too young.

I also felt that I was too young and had no idea about love. He still doesn't know the true definition of love. What is it? He still doesn't know what true love is because he has never let go of anything.

I'm trying to help him. I want to help him escape. I want to share a future with him. And I still hope that we will meet again on a more bitter day. On a bitter day, I can think about it. On a bitter day, really ready

I still want to be your future person.

I love you.