Love is not just giving without expecting anything in return. But we also have to be receivers. There are many types of love. Both fulfilled and disappointed It's even a common thing. But the two of them were different. Because no matter how many hundred years the time hand moves forward, We can't...love each other.

I hope you have fun reading. Thank you to everyone who dropped in:

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Finally, I would like to leave you with one thing:

“Novels are not just about reading to the end. It is about following the story from beginning to end.”

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Pui Pui

Summer 2014 in Furano, Japan… The fields are lush and green. and the flower garden in full bloom Sending a fragrant scent throughout the city. Whoever comes to visit here has not come to see these flowers. You will definitely regret it.

This place looked very different from 6 years ago, more beautiful and more developed than before. People came to live and settle in large numbers. It is also full of tourists.

Furano…my hometown…

I was born and lived here with my family until I was 16 years old. I had only lived with my parents for 7 years. I don't remember much about my family. I realized that I had come to live with the person who told me to call him Grandfather. My grandfather told me many stories about my father and mother.

At that time, I didn't know if the person who adopted me was really my grandfather or an impersonator. But because I was only 7 years old, I didn't think about it too complicated. The only thing I remember from my memory is that I knew that day that my grandfather came to adopt me. The place where my house used to be was engulfed in flames. I was shocked.

I saw a picture of two people being burned. But I couldn't help them out. I kept crying and screaming like a crazy person. When I regain consciousness I discovered that I had lost all my previous memories. both father and mother's faces or even memories of having father and mother present

I tried for years to regain my memory. Because I'm sure there are still some very important things in those memories. But no matter how hard I try, I can't think of those stories. I put too much pressure on myself. Until one day I fainted in front of my house. And finally I had to give up.

Because the doctor doesn't want me to explore my past. Because sometimes...that I still can't remember Because it might be a very bad memory..

This place used to be the place I loved the most. Because there are only good memories that are kept deep in the heart. Even though I can't remember my mother's face But many years later The picture of the past became more and more clear. It might not be very clear. It may look a little blurry. But it can be called the last memory that I remember...

That fire may sound tragic to me. But it's because I can't remember my own parents' faces. So I don't know who to mourn for. Grandpa gave me a photo of my parents. But I don't feel any connection with the people in the picture at all. Sometimes I secretly wonder if the people in the picture are really my mother and father?

Seriously, you're my grandfather, right? But if it weren't for real relatives, they wouldn't have raised me until now.

But if I talk about the tragic events that happened after I lost my memory, There is only one story. And that...is the reason I'm standing here today. Furano Flower Park The place where we meet up 6 years later may sound like too long ago. But that day has arrived...

The day we will meet again... I still remember the last picture from 6 years ago very well. The back of the boy my age from 6 years ago who walked away from me. Without mercy...

9 years ago…

“Hey, what are you doing standing there…you?” A boy's voice called out to the girl from behind. While she was reaching out to grab something

Huh! Huh!

Why haven't you arrived yet? I'm not short at all. The tree wasn't tall. If the wind doesn't blow it down today Am I going to be able to take it home? Oh!

“Here, I asked you. What are you doing?”

“Don't bother me, okay? Can't you see that people are picking up handkerchiefs? Don't you have eyes to see?” I said sarcastically to the person who shouted at me. I really don't like people who bother me when I'm concentrating on something. It makes me irritated.

“You have a good mouth. Looks like he's probably younger. My younger generation clearly looks like he's talking.”

“What about juniors and seniors? How important is it? Whose house is more important?” I flaunted my precious power as if no one could compare.

“Where did the big come from? You can see how small I am.” He looked at me from head to toe. because he intended to mock me

Little! It's so cute.

“I was born with merit. The remaining height is shared with the people around here.”

“What are your theories? What are you fantasizing about? In conclusion, what are you picking up? Is that a handkerchief?” He pointed to a small red cloth that was clinging to the top of a branch.

"That's right, but it's...it's a little high."

“It's not that high. I can give it to you.” The person in front of me easily reached up and picked up the cloth for me. Without even having to tiptoe.

“Hey, I'm not short. The tree itself is tall.” I pursed my lips before continuing. “But..thank you.”

“Haha, whatever it is, whatever. By the way..you're the new girl here. I've never seen your face.”

"No, I've been here for a year now."

What kind of new kid? I'm studying to be in Mathayom 4.

“Hey, that's not true, the school isn't that big. Why have I never met her?” He looked like he didn't believe what I was saying.

“Maybe it's because I don't really socialize with other people in exams. I don't really like socializing. I like to be alone. So not many people have seen me.”

“Heh.. It's like you shouldn't be good at socializing. Do you like to keep to yourself? Or a nerd?” He slowly brought his face closer to mine. Until I felt his breath on my left cheek.

plunging

“What are you bothering about other people's business? Why do I? It's my business. It's not about you. Don't bother me!” I yelled, pushing the chest of a man I didn't even know his name away from me. Before walking out from under this tree without forgetting to say the last sentence “After today

If we bump into each other in school, anywhere. Please pretend you don't know me, please.” And I walked away from there... and never looked back.

Today's class is a very boring subject. In fact...there's never been a subject that I liked to study. Really boring.

Ringing, ringing, ringing.

The lunch break bell sounded from the loudspeaker at the front of the classroom. The other students in the room gathered together. Go down to eat lunch at the cafeteria.

“Let's go eat.”

“Go ahead, today I want to eat curry.”

“I want to eat tonkatsu.”

“Ee, Tonkatsu cafeteria. The sinister taste will die. I don't understand how you managed to get an Adam's apple down your throat.”

“Just like that. This one likes to eat strange things. Even the specs are strange.”

"this! Why do you have to say that I'm like this? Come on, let's go eat. I'm upset with all of you."

The sound of conversation from a few students sitting in the back of the room talking. before walking out of the room and following the others into the cafeteria as well

I usually like to eat packed lunches. It's not because I just don't like the food in the school cafeteria. But it's because my grandfather worked hard to make it for me every day. If you don't eat it, you will feel bad. I always eat alone in class. There is no one who brings packed lunch like me. And most importantly...

Since I have been at this school I've never had any friends. But actually I have reasons for choosing not to date anyone. But I can't tell anyone.

I opened the lid of the lunchbox. Then I was about to pick up the chopsticks but...

Bang! click...

Is the door locked? Let's just say the wind wasn't blowing strong enough to close the door. So...then who locked the door? I am..in the classroom alone. Isn't that right?

I got up from the chair. Then he stood and looked around the room. But I couldn't find anyone, not even a single ant. I can only say that the atmosphere right now is..very lonely. The wind blows through the window. The curtains wave in waves until they look flowing. Why is it so lonely?

Click!...

Then the other door closed in turn. Followed by the sound of the door latch locking from outsiders. Hey! I'm not here to film the MV for 'Closed room, corpse decays in the wind' or something like that. Wouldn't that be a bit of a coincidence? Both doors closed. Plus...it's locked. This is clearly a prison.

I walked straight to the back door. before turning the doorknob back and forth But it didn't respond. There's only one way left. I just have to wait for my friends to come back and open it.

Hey! No! How can the door be locked from the outside? If there is no key to lock the room Unless you are a school director or a housekeeper. This... doesn't mean I'm really locked in here, right? Where will my life be more dramatic than a drama?

I walked to the back door of the room. before pounding on the door with his fist a few times. In case someone can hear me...

Pung pung pung!

“Is there anyone outside? Please help open the door. There are people stuck in here!” I continued to pound on the door with my fist in anxiety.

Pung pung! Bang!! Pung pung pung!!

“Help me! There are people locked up!”

This...isn't true? Please answer me..

Pung pung!

“Help me, someone please open the door.”

Wow..this kind of thing is..

Pung pung pung!!

"help..."

Suddenly, the memory of the day my house burned down in flames popped up in my mind little by little. 'Run! You don't have to walk in, child. It's very dangerous. Mom must be okay. Trust me, son...Hana'

“No, no!! Let me out, hey, anyone, anyone, hey, hey, open the door and let me out."

Pung pung pung

My arms are starting to get tired. But no matter how much I shout There was not a single person walking past. It was enough to know that it was lunchtime. But why do you have to lock the room now? I don't understand. I... have been afraid of claustrophobia since I was a child. So..I might pass out in a few minutes.

And no one will know that I'm stuck here... even

"help..."

Tight, tight! tight

The sound of slamming the door from outside sounded. Make me conscious one last time Before I looked outside, here...someone saw me..I...I...

“Is something wrong? this! Answer me!”

“I...I...can't...”

Thank heaven...

“Oh no! Answer me, you crazy bitch.”

And that..was the last sentence I heard. Before I lose consciousness..

'Hana..Listen to your father's words, child. No matter where your child is Father and mother will always be with you, all the time.'

father...

'Mommy and daddy will never abandon you..I promise...'

Dad..Dad!..

"father!! Ha ha ha!” I woke up and sat up from where I had fallen asleep.

Is this...a nightmare?

“Wake up,” someone's voice sounded from nearby.

"this! Why are you here?” I looked at the person in front of me.

So how did I end up living with this guy?

“You probably have a short memory. We've only met for less than half a day. Let's forget each other."

“It's not like that. I mean..why are you here when...”

I thought back to the previous incident. Before I came here Eh..but..this isn't a hospital room, is it?

Tight, tight! tight

“Oh no! Answer me, you crazy bitch.”

Or...

“I just happened to walk past. I happened to see a child standing and knocking on the door crying. So I walked over to open it..that's it."

That's right, it was this guy who met me.

“But..just the door being locked must make you cry? You are such a child.”

“Why do you have to lock it at that time? Suddenly both doors locked at the same time. Plus I'm still here. in a room alone Aren't you afraid?" I asked the opposite person.

"Are you crazy or not? I'm not an elementary school student anymore."

“I'm not an elementary school student either!” I retorted, crossing my arms over my chest and cocking my head.

Hey! If it wasn't me, how would you know better than me? Why don't you try being me? That's right! People have never had this problem. Whose life will be as good as yours?

“Haha, okay, no more arguing. Actually, I just asked the housekeeper why the door had to be locked. But they told me that they didn't lock anything at all.”

"It's not locked anymore.."

If it's not locked And how could I be stuck in the classroom? Are you saying..that it's tricked by a ghost? Oh, that's nonsense..

“They say the door was broken last night. The knob is broken. And still haven't notified the technician to come and repair it. At first I thought there was no problem. Please notify the technician at the weekend. But I didn't think anything bad would happen.”

“But I...feel that someone really locked it. It's not like the door just closed on its own.”

Because I felt like the door had closed for a while. before followed by the sound of a lock..isn't that right?

“Then you must have thought of it yourself.”

That's it..

“But..why are you sitting in the room alone eating?” the person in front of me asked.

“Well..Grandfather made me a box of lunch. So I sat and ate in my room.”

"I don't think you answered the question correctly."

“Well..I want to eat mine alone. I'm afraid other people will steal it. Why?"

A story like that...who would be able to tell it?

“Are you sure?”

The person in front of me brought his face closer. Until I could hear his breath on my neck. This is...too dangerous.

“Yes..sure! I'm a possessive person. That's all. Just get away." I pushed the chest of the person in front of me away from me.

Why do you always make my heart beat so fast?

“Huh.”

“What about you? How can you come and meet me?”

Having said that, it probably wasn't a coincidence that he walked up to meet me because the Mathayom 5 building is in another building that is very far away. What is this guy doing here?

“Just come for a walk.”

“What the hell is taking a walk? This building is far from Mr. Tang's building. If you want to take a walk Four buildings next to it Isn't it more pleasant to take a walk?"

“I just wanted to come here. Come meet someone.”

“So.. let's take a look at the younger generation around here. Aren't older girls pretty anymore? To have to eat children Then I apologize for disturbing you. Instead of flirting with the kid, he had to sit and watch over me instead.”

"Just apologizing isn't enough."

“What do you want from me? I don't have anything of value to give you.”

“Which house is big?”

“What big house..”

Big house..

“What about juniors and seniors? How important is it? Is it more important that whose house is bigger?

Damn it...what did I do?

“Hahaha, you really have a short memory. If you have free time, go find some eel rice to eat."

“Oily eel improves the performance of a drug-free person like you. I don't see what has anything to do with me.”

“Huh, what do you say?”

“You have such a good mouth.”

"this! Well, you said it yourself.”

Scream, I hate this guy.

“Then I'll go study first. You go lie down and get some rest first.” A tall figure reached over and rubbed my head gently. With a slight smile before turning to walk away

“Wait..wait.”

The tall figure stopped before turning around, "What?"

“Sir, what is your name?”

“Masato,” he replied.

"I..Hana Sasaki Hana."

“Nice to meet you, little one.” He smiled slightly at me before continuing, “See you later. I'm late for class.”

Then he walked out. But...what was the matter just now...that's it? Hey, who gave this permission? And I...why didn't I stop him? Oh, you crazy girl! You can doze off.

I walked out of the hospital room after saying goodbye to her. Before walking back to my own classroom.. Honestly, I'm not here to look at girls or anything like that. In fact, I even intended to come see her. But because they had only met a few times So I didn't dare to speak out.

Because it might make her feel uncomfortable and make her not want to see my face again. I feel something That makes me want to get closer and closer to you. It was as if we had known each other in a past life. I feel...want to protect her, want to take care of her because she seems very nurturing.

Before..it was like she had a nightmare. Call me dad or something. She had such nightmares that tears came out of her eyes without realizing it. Why... It seemed like she had experienced some terrible things when she was young. Probably no worse than me.

After the hospital room closed I walked back to the classroom to pick up my backpack before walking home. Actually, I'm not really that seriously sick. But I'm just..lazy to study. Anyway, I'm sleeping. Let's continue to sleep until it's worth the semester.

On the way home I walked around to buy snacks. Because I haven't eaten lunch yet, I'm hungry. But the more I buy, the more I'll eat. My penance became more and more broken. How do you lose weight? Haha..

I tried to suppress my cravings. Then walked quickly back home. Try not to look at the food on the side of the road.

Oh.. If you're fat, it's difficult to lose weight.

But then...

Why do I have to feel like food is beckoning me? If I gain weight, who will be responsible? Ha!!

“How do you sell it, Auntie?”

And finally.. I ended up at my favorite takoyaki shop. What can I do? My stomach is calling for me.

“30 baht per set, sir. How many sets do you want?” the vendor asked in a polite tone.

“Please give me one set..”

“Two sets.”

I haven't finished speaking yet. There was the sound of someone interrupting me.

Again?! Why do you have to come see this doctor again?

“Here, I ordered first. Don't you know manners? First come, first served. You can come later.”

“I didn't mean to take advantage of you. And these two outfits include yours.” The other party replied with a neutral expression. He didn't even look at me when he spoke.

“Why do you have to interfere with my life? I feel like I've been seeing your face too often already.” I said back with a slight irritation.

I..have never had any friends. Never had any relationship with anyone I really don't like having someone other than my grandfather interfere in my daily life. That's because...

“Is it right to say this to someone who helped you twice?”

I feel a little stuffy. With words that seem like insults.. But what can I do? When..

“I know I probably didn't get it right. But I told you from the first time we met not to meet again.”

“Why are you trying to distance yourself from me? Even though earlier in the hospital room She even asked my name. But now..why are you..”

“I'm sorry about that. Sorry for forgetting myself a bit,” I paused before continuing. “I also didn't want things to be like this from the beginning. We shouldn't even meet again. I'm trying to stay away from you. But do you know anything? Every time I have a problem You always come to me first. I am very grateful to you for making me feel like a friend. and good friendship But I..I'm sorry.

We can't be friends.”

“Why? Why do you have to isolate yourself from others?”

“I told you..I have personal reasons. You don't need to know.”

I cut off the conversation before handing the money for the takoyaki to the vendor Then received a box of takoyaki. The vendor looked at me with a wry smile. It's like there's going to be a fight in front of my shop... Can't help it.

I walked away from the pillow. before walking along the sidewalk to return to his own home But still, I heard a voice calling out to me all the way after me.

“Here, let's talk again.”

“What have I done wrong to you? To build such a thick wall against me?”

“The first time we met. It might not be good, I admit, but really... Okay! Honestly, I've met her before. I just pretended that I had never seen her face. Because I want to find trouble to approach, that's all."

Wait...does this mean..that this guy intentionally approached me in the past.. Heck, I thought I was a good person who came to me when I had problems. Actually, he's a good stalker.

“I accept that it was probably a bad start. But I'm really sorry. I didn't think she would take this kind of thing seriously.”

Things like this..so?

I stopped my steps for a moment. before yelling back at the people following behind. without turning around

“For you, this kind of thing might not be very important. But for me..it's different. If you don't know anything about me It's better not to say it at all. It's not like I'm building a wall with you. But I..just built a wall with Your own heart is just that. I'm sorry I fell in love with you. Maybe...the wrong person is me.”

“It's not like that. I..it was my fault for lying to you from the beginning. Because of that..."

“Let's end it here. Assume that we have never met.” I tried to restrain myself from walking forward. But I can't help leaving someone behind. Why...

“How can you let me do that? Since I already love you! Crazy girl!”

“That's your business! Because of that..."

Ha..love.. so? Wow, we've only met a few times. How many years has this guy been secretly following me?

“I'm saying this not that I want you to sympathize. But I..want you to open your heart. Please, give me a chance to start over..again.”

“Sorry, it's probably too late.” With that, I walked away with tears still in my eyes. I..feel good to have someone. Someone likes me just the way I am. But I..can't really respond to that feeling. Because I.. don't want him to be hurt because of me.

"this! Wait!” The sound of footsteps rushing towards me quickly came. Causing myself to run faster as well.

This..isn't this true? A person who has never had friends Never even had a relationship with anyone like me. How can anyone like me?

“It's never too late! If you..!”

Squeaky!

Wow!

The voice disappeared even though he hadn't finished his sentence. So I stopped walking. Then turned around and came back but..

Crazy!!

I hurriedly ran with long steps towards a tall figure who was lying unconscious on the ground. Along with a pool of blood... This is me... this is my fault.. again, right..

"this! Wake up, don't be kidding me!” I held my still body in my arms. before violently shaking his body in case he would regain consciousness

“Wake up and finish talking! Huh.. I..I won't forgive you. If you don't wake up and talk to me!”

No matter how much I say it again The body in my arms didn't move at all, only his breathing that I could still hear.

“Hey..huh..huh. I..I already told you, right? Don't get to know people like me..haha. I'm an unlucky person. Everyone close to me must be like this. I..I don't want to lose you. That's why I said that.” Tears began to flow from my eyes. It was as if it had been suppressed for a long time. I can't stop crying anymore.

"I..I'm sorry. Wake up. From now on, I'll be your friend. I promise."

I beg you... just open your eyes.

“Please..”

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