will say it is

SF

Hollow, nothing, no destination, no destination.

If you want to have it, just have your heart to go without thinking about anything. Haha.

P.S. You know that I wrote this for you to read because I love you. You know that I want you to have fun reading it.

But you know, if we know that you are happy It will make us happier than before. There is nothing in the world that doesn't need encouragement.

Don't be mean:

D

“Prao, have you ever wondered about the feelings we have for each other?” Something I don't know exactly what it was that caused the feeling in my heart to blurt out this question and make the other person look at me. He looked puzzled at the strange question.

“Huh, what is it?” Prao cried loudly, surprised by my strange question.

“Well, that's why I'm asking, I just want to know if you've ever really thought about your feelings. Is there something we have for each other?” I tried to smooth out the sentence that I thought would be an answer that would explain the strange question.

“Why did you suddenly think of something strange?” Prao still didn't answer my question and made his face look even more confused than before.

“Well, there are quite a few people who fancy us. Have you ever wondered what was between us? That makes those people fancy us?” I raised my hand and scratched my head to correct the strange explanation. That seems like a lot of questions. Even though since I opened my mouth to ask Prao, each question has never been answered once.

Prao laughed happily at my half-question explanation and shook his head for a thousand days, waving his hand and answering that he didn't know the reason.

“You?” I handed the big hammer to the person who couldn't stop laughing.

"Well, he really doesn't know. How do you want him to answer? In fact, he also wonders who it is between us that caused this trend to arise."

“So what do you think?” I continued to ask, trying to get the answer that he insisted he didn't know.

“ She makes jokes. She likes to create trends. I like to reply to crazy tweets. Makes people think, "Did I make a face to the person who was putting the blame on me to accept it fully?"

“What's wrong with you? He talks to you normally. You're the one who's awesome. Don't blame him so hard."

“Since when did he do anything? Please speak nicely.” Prao turned to me with a thin palm that he pressed down on my shoulder to sting and itch along the redness of the skin that spread out into the shape of a small palm. Any other

“It's you, why are you making him addicted to you? She made him lose his temper. Whenever he does anything, you have to be involved in everything.” I put the blame on another person without thinking of making it my own fault even in the slightest. Blaming all the reasons for being dazzling, all of which made her fall into the habit of having to be dazzling in every story of her life.

“Oh, why are you blaming him so randomly?” The nice person in front of me was making a face of teasing me for putting all the blame on him alone, but the level of anger had to be stopped right there. When I pretend to be a child in an adult's body

“ Well, she likes drama. Clinging to old things that can never be brought back I've never looked at the reality of what it's like right now. And who is the person who has to listen, comfort, and be beside her? She's in a serious state of coma, you know? So you want him to remain silent and ignore your feelings?”

“It probably isn't like that. We are bandmates and people who work together. How can you let him do that?” Prao continued to speak in long sentences. It continued to come out when I was frowning as a small child.

“If it were just that. So why don't you date him and his twin? The twins are his friends too.” I frowned like a small child. With the answer indicating a very estranged relationship, I feel hurt about stating this relationship status.

“Maybe the twins aren't as expressive as he is?” Prao still answered my question calmly even though I had already transformed into an unreasonable child.

“Then why do you have to act more like a twin? Why not less like a twin?”

“He was very worried about her. He just does whatever he feels like, that's all," Prao explained, smiling. With an answer that is full of sincerity and full of concern.

I secretly smiled at his direct words. of another person who clearly expressed concern that even without words to confirm it, I could feel it with my feelings. Good feelings that I have had throughout the time that we have been beside each other

“Are you telling the truth?” I put my finger on the soft flesh. The upper arm is white. That's as light as home. Covering up the joy that dances in your eyes

Prao nodded dejectedly in response. I smiled widely and opened my arms wide, pulling Prao in and hugging him tightly, crying loudly like a little child getting a new toy that he liked.

“Oh, he loves you so much.” I didn't say anything, but instead buried my face in the white upper arm. That was pleadingly and to hide a face that was flushed with embarrassment. I'm really feeling that way. I felt like the things my mouth was saying and I was embarrassed by the words. That's what was said.

“What mood is this?” Prao looked down at me, who was only hiding his red cheeks. That was attached to his white upper arm.

“What is it?” I raised my head to face another person.

“Did you see that? She makes a joke about you. I don't know what you like to do. And like this, how can no one promise me anything?” Prao didn't say anything, a pair of hands were peeling off my squid's tentacles and pushing my face back upright in its original state.

“Why, can't this just happen? Being a romantic couple, is this very awkward? Did what he did cause you a lot of trouble?”

“Are you disappointed?” Prao moved his elbow to gently poke her on the upper arm, smiling a little knowingly.

“No,” I denied in a raised voice like someone who was lying.

“Why would he be upset with you?” The excuse that he thought looked the best in his mind was brought up to hide his feelings of hurt.

“You know that he is never uncomfortable with anything that we are. He never got tired of scolding her when she acted like a child. I never get tired of worrying about her. I never get tired of laughing at her stupid jokes. I never get tired of her stubbornness. Never get bored with something that is you.” A sweet smile that confirmed the truth in all the words was sent without thinking of hiding it.

“He didn't want to fuss with her often. He didn't want to do anything to make her uncomfortable at all. But I don't know why it's you. He was never able to control himself. He wanted to tell her every feeling he had as well. She made him comfortable with her presence. Makes him want to be weak so she can comfort him.

You're just very important to him, that's all.” I lowered my head and told the truth in my heart to let another person know the reason. Many times I like to act like a child with problems that I have to keep waiting for Prao to solve. Actually, I know enough to know what the reason is that everyone They thought a lot about the relationship between the two of us that seemed to go beyond and be deeper than normal friends.

The cause probably didn't come from another person. If it was something that caused those imaginary trends to arise, it would probably be myself. who always takes his whole body and mind and leaves them in Prao Moreover, he likes to speak in ambiguous words that seem to have far-fetched meanings.

Words that seem to convey many meanings in a single word, words that no one except the owner of the words may know and understand every word intended to convey. If only anyone could understand those actions. It turned out to be just a little imagination. of fans only in the eyes of the general public

“Are you into the romantic couple trend?” Prao laughed and laughed in amusement at my words that didn't sound like me.

“Is that really funny?” asked the person who laughed as loudly as he did. with emotions clearly expressed in the eyes

“Haha.” The other person looked like he still didn't know, even though he was still smiling like that.

“Is it a lot?” I asked in a voice that was so intense that there was no trace of teasing left.

“You,” Prao called me in a soft voice, eyes wistful.

“He's serious about you. He just wants to know if you've ever wondered about our feelings for each other.” The seriousness that I don't often use for things was used for things that no one ever thought about seriously.

“I don't know, you. He never doubted or doubted the concern he had for you. He never doubted what he had done for her. He only knows what he wants to do. I didn't do it to please her or to please anyone. But he did it because of his heart.”

“Sometimes he doesn't know how he feels about our relationship that others see. But believe it or not, he never wanted to change anything to make it bigger or wanted it to be a little less.” I explained as I thought. I don't want to say anything that's difficult to understand, but I really feel it that way.

“He never thought of changing anything. Never thought that I would have to distance myself further from her. I never thought about worrying about how anyone would view me like that. Those things didn't separate his feelings from hers at all. But on the contrary, it made him understand things better. Maybe he just understood why he had to keep bothering with her everything. I just understood why.

How worried must he be about her? I just now understand why.”

“Why?” There are no words that can express my heart better than this right now that I'm wondering about this person's heart.

“Why, why don't you know when everyone else knows?” Prao shot me back with a strange answer. That requires brain processing in order to understand it. But when processing and composing those sentences, how much? A brain that used to understand simple things It turned out to be just a small lump of flesh. that cannot perform any further processing duties

“Are you going to be confused for a long time?” Prao teased me, smiling. Still looking confused

“I'm confused.”

“He knows as well. That's all she knows He may not know and can't find any words to explain it, but he knows. All he knows is that he is satisfied with everything that we are right now.” I am smiling at Prao. Smile like you're smiling at me. And look into those eyes Those eyes that were filled with various feelings inside.

There are probably no words that can explain it to anyone. But it made me understand just by looking at those eyes that it was something that we both knew what it was. What connects us both? What do our hearts agree on?

“He understands. He understands her now. You understand him, right?” Simple words that, no matter how you listen to them, probably have nothing more profound than that. Probably not everyone will understand that word except those who sit in each other's hearts.

" yeah "

Prao answered briefly. With the meaning of that sentence, there was so much hidden in it, like a person who was embarrassed, with red cheeks, that was hidden from my loving eyes by turning away in another direction. I didn't intend to tease the other person by staring at the smooth, clear skin and red cheeks. How much more shame will people be looked at? Because of the heat that is now spreading across my cheeks, it will probably make my cheeks turn red, unlike people who are hiding their faces.

Even though my brain was slower to control my body, my heart ordered me to move my hand to hold that thin hand. It's not an anchor or a tight feeling between us. But it is just placing your heart in the hand of another person where your heart is.