Thammasat University Literature Club pamphlet, this time the theme is "Stiff Mouth".

Or is it "Tsundere"?

At first I didn't know what to write.

Going back and forth, I ended up with this short story.

I wrote in a hurry...the editor threatened to send it.

And then I was able to borrow a friend's notebook...so the writing wasn't very coherent, haha.

It's a matter of "him" and "her".

...When he's stubborn....what about you?....

Let's read it together.

The last love...of a stubborn man.

                                                                                                                        Killer_i

“Whose number is this!?” she asked loudly at him. Hand him a famous brand cell phone and look at the phone number on the screen.

“Huh…” He frowned slightly. Eyes glanced at the mobile phone screen "Oh...wrong call."

“I called the wrong number, so why did you call so many times? So why do you have to call back so many times?” She was still confused.

“He called the wrong person many times. I was told several times that I called the wrong number. Still call often I was annoyed so I called to continue. Please stop calling,” he explained.

“Really?” She was still confused.

“Sure, why would I lie to you?” he insisted.

"Then let's go...don't let me know that you cheated on me," she accuses.

“That's nonsense,” he said annoyed at her.

The next day...

Tid dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee...

His cell phone's ringtone rang as he was entering the bathroom. So she took advantage of his cell phone and looked at the number that was calling.

“This number is…” She frowned when she saw the number on the screen. It was the same number she saw yesterday...the number he said. It's the wrong number.

“Hello?” She decided to answer the call. “Hello?” she said again. But there was no response from the destination.

“If you don't say it, I'll hang up,” she said curtly, starting to get emotional.

Tid... The other end of the line cut off.

“What's wrong with him?” She was confused, but decided to call back out of frustration.

Doo... Doo... Doo...

“Hello?” The other end answered the phone. It was a young woman's voice... which made her frown even more.

“Hello...who is that?” the other end asked again...but she was silent.

“Uh…” She decided to speak up. “Did you call this number just now?”

“Is this your number?” asked the other end of the line.

“Uh...well...yes,” she replied. His things are her things...her things are her things.

"Then I guess I called the wrong number. I'm sorry."

"Oh, it's fine," she replied...and hung up. before placing the phone in its original place

“What are you doing?” he asked as he walked back to her.

“Nothing, there was a phone call just now. So I accepted it,” she replied, which startled him.

"look for? Did you answer my phone?” He hurriedly picked up the phone. Press to quickly see the incoming phone number. Then he furrowed his brow.

“It's just the wrong person, the same person, who doesn't know much about each other,” she complained nonchalantly.

"Don't do it again later..." he said coldly.

“What is it about you?” she asked, surprised by his attitude.

“Don't answer my phone of your own choice again, do you understand?” he ordered, causing her to become upset.

“When did you have the right to order me? I'm your boyfriend. Why can't I answer her phone? Or is someone calling and not wanting me to know?” she asked suspiciously.

"Nothing. I just want us to respect each other's rights. That's all."

Late that night...

Toot!

Another time, she called him and the line was busy. After trying ten times Until she became even more upset. So I decided to send him a message.

'Who are you talking to? If I don't call back within ten minutes, we'll break up.'

...then she sat and counted the timer...and then Her phone rang. It was him who called. She quickly accepted.

“Four minutes, thirty-two seconds,” she said as soon as she answered the phone. “What are you doing?”

“I'm sorry, I was talking to a friend,” he apologized over the line.

“Are you now seeing your friends as more important than me?” she shouted. "So it's better if we break up?"

“You know that I consider you the most important thing. Just now I was discussing a project with a friend. I was very busy, many people were on a meeting call. I didn't answer your phone in time, I'm really sorry.”

“Then go…” she said understandingly. Having been through the same time as him before

He is a fourth year student. There's a lot of work to be done. As for her, she has already graduated. Sitting and eating at home which has a large transportation business. Even if you do nothing, you will live comfortably for the rest of your life.

Three days later...

He and she came to watch a movie together at a famous department store. After the movie ends They both came to eat at the restaurant in that mall.

“Why haven't you called me lately?” she asked him gently.

“You know that during this time I have to work on a project. I don't have much time,” he replied wearily.

"untrue! Now you have someone new, right? In the past, no matter how busy she was, she still called me every day.”

“Nonsense again…” he said nonchalantly.

“Then hand over the phone!” she ordered.

“What else is wrong with you? Why would you take it?”

“Let's see who she called and talked to. Are you really cheating on me?”

“Do you really not trust me that much?” he asked in annoyance.

“Well, your behavior is not trustworthy. Send it quickly!”

“You…” he sighed, “I don't think we can talk about anything today. Let's go back." He stood up and walked out of the store. She hurriedly ran after him.

"Where are you going? We're not finished talking," she shouted loudly.

“If you keep acting like this, we can't talk,” he answered her with emotion as well.

"I think it's best that we don't see each other for a while." Then he walked away.

...leaving you there alone...

A week has passed...

There has been no contact from him since that day. No matter how much she tried to call, he wouldn't answer.

She regrets...

She kept crying.....

And then she decided.......

She went to see him at his apartment.

While she was in the parking lot She saw him walk out of the apartment...with a young woman.

She was shocked, thinking he was cheating on her...

She will walk in and ask him to know about...

But then she thought about...a stubborn man like him. Even if she left now, he wouldn't admit to cheating on her.

'I must catch him red-handed,' she thought determinedly. and decided to follow them.

They went to eat...

He took her shopping...

he bought clothes Beautiful jewelry for her...that she never received from him.

He treated her as lovers would do. Take good care of her...even more than you treat her.

He and she walked together until dark.

Afterwards, he and she walked together back to his apartment.

They both walked into the room...and no one came out of his room...all night.

Everything was pretty clear...she definitely believed he was cheating on her.

'Let's meet at the warehouse at my house this evening...or we'll end up together.'

She texted him late the next day and stayed outside his apartment until he left in the afternoon to go see her.

She decides to go to his room to prove something one last time.

She picked up her cell phone and dialed the number she remembered...and called.

It was the number he told her was the wrong number.

Doot...Toot...Toot...

“Hello?” The voice on the other end of the line was still the same woman.

“Hello,” she whispered.

"yes? Who is this?”

“Uh...sorry. I hardly hear it at all. Are you in the room now? There's hardly any signal at all?

“Ah, then wait a moment, let me find a wave first.” The sound of stomping feet could be heard from the other end of the line. “Have you heard it yet?”

“Hello, harder than before. I can barely hear it,” she replied.

“How strange? I'm out on the balcony now...wait a moment. I'm going to go outside and find some waves for a moment."

The sound of footsteps coming closer She, standing in front of his door, hurriedly hid her phone in her handbag.

“Grrr..” The woman who went out with him yesterday walked out of the room wearing pajamas. Hand holding the phone to the ear

“Hello, can you hear me?” she said into the phone. "Hello...what's going on?" She hung up the phone angrily. before noticing her standing next to the room door

“Hello,” she greeted her with a friendly smile. “Is the owner of the room not here?”

“I went out to see a friend. Are you his friend?” she asked.

“If you say so, yes, what about you? What's wrong with him? Why are you in his room?” she asked again.

"I'm his girlfriend," she answered plainly.

“Oh, really? It's so strange...why didn't I ever know this? And how long have you been dating him?”

“It's been almost half a year.”

"Yes, then I'll excuse myself first."

“Uh...so you didn't stay and wait to see him first?” she asked.

“No need,” she replied. “I wish you happiness.” She turned and smiled at her again. Before walking away quietly

...without a single tear coming out...not even a single drop...

“Have you been waiting long?” Her voice, which echoed throughout the warehouse, made him flinch.

“It's been a while...but why did you call me here? Is there something you want to talk to me about?”

"I'm going to give you one last chance...will you break up with me?"

"Hey! Saying nonsense again...you know I won't break up with you anyway.”

“For what reason?” she asked coldly.

"Because of what? You can ask...it's because I love you."

“Besides that? Do you have something to confess to me?”

“What is she telling me? Is this what we want to talk about?” He started to act annoyed… which made her sigh.

“This stubborn personality probably can't be stopped,” she said in a soft voice that he could hardly hear.

“What did you say?”

“Never mind...I called you here because there's something I want you to see. Follow me.” She led him deeper into a warehouse full of ready-to-ship products and container trucks.

“Do you remember the first time we met? She came to ask for an internship here in her third year. Then my father introduced us to each other,” she asked him. He nodded. “Then I took her to see the big warehouse like now...and she said that she really wanted to work here.”

“Yes, and I still intend to do that.” His eyes flashed with determination.

“At that time, I had one place that I hadn't shown you yet. Today I decided to let you see it.” She stopped at a corner of the warehouse. Deal with some mechanics This allows the warehouse floor to open. Then a staircase appeared that could go down to the ground floor. “The basement of the warehouse. My father made it when this big warehouse was built.”

“What is it for?” he asked as he followed her down the stairs into the basement.

"You'll know..." she replied.

“The air conditioning is really strong in here,” he said, his body feeling the cold from the air conditioning.

“Normal,” she answered, leading him to a room deep in the basement. “Here,” she opened the door for him. “Go in and take a look.”

“What room is this?” He hesitated to enter as the room was completely dark.

“The treasure room… is mine,” she said before he had finished and he immediately entered the room.

“Is it a good idea to let me look at a room like this?” He hurriedly found a light switch to survey the entire room.

“Um...that's good,” she replied. “Relax.” She left the room while he fumbled with the light switch.

“Clack!” She locked the room as soon as she came out…but he still ignored her. When you can turn on the light He hurriedly examined the cabinets and drawers in the room, which were filled with various jewelry and valuables.

“Clink!” She calmly turned the temperature adjustment knob outside the room. Reduce the temperature...from 20 It's 15 degrees...from 15 It was 10 degrees...and then it dropped again.....

“It's a little cold,” he began to complain as he felt the cold air in the room. But he continued to explore deeper into the room... and found a door with a sign that read: 'Favorite collection'

"Hey! Can I go look at this room?" There was no answer from her. "Sure, I've just arrived here... Even though I wasn't really curious to see your treasures, But let me take a look,” he said to himself...and opened the door to the said room.

...as she adjusted the air conditioner in the treasure room to 0 degrees Celsius...close to the normal temperature in her 'favorite collection' room.

“This...this...” He moaned tremblingly, his mouth trembling as he became aware of the coldness in the room and saw what she called her 'favorite collection'.

...There were dozens of young male figures curled on the ground and along the wall. In a state of being completely frozen...especially at the 'mouth'.

...Then he felt that...his mouth was really starting to harden as well...

“Sigh…” She let out a long sigh as she walked out of the basement. "It's so cold...damn it."

It's finished.

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