chapitre N°4

[Hill's Point of View]

Under the medical school building, when almost all the students had returned, another friend and I were sitting at a wooden table near the school's terrace, where we gathered to work in groups. Actually, the semester hasn't started yet, but the lecturer gave the students homework.

All doctors are required to attend classes before the semester begins. Why? Yes, because we have many classes, so one semester isn't enough.

I'm Hill, a second-year medical student, and I'm also a Moon at the school. It's a position considered important by many people, although to me, it's nothing more than a series of photo shoots and interviews.

And that makes my life even more difficult. For a year now, there have been seniors, both men and women, who have come to flirt with me.

Although it means nothing to me. Liked by many people, it's sometimes uncomfortable. No one really interests me. I'm not even interested in love. I don't know, I can't say for sure, I just feel like there's something that's always imprinted on my mind.

Because of my father's job, my whole family had to move, and it happened very suddenly. In the morning, my mother said we would move, and then at night, we left the previous city because it was easy for us to have the house we bought to live in a new place. But when I started university, I moved to a condominium so I could travel and study easily.

In fact, I never wanted to move at all. I feel like I left someone without having the chance to correct a misunderstanding or tell the truth. I didn't even have time to say goodbye, as if everything he had done for years was in vain. I should have had the courage to tell him a long time ago.

Until time passed...

I went to live in another part of this country. It's very far away, and I can't contact him anymore. It makes me really regret it. But I still hope that one day we can meet somewhere in this world.

And at that time, will his feelings remain the same? And what will he think? I don't know either... but what I believe is that right now, he might hate me.

I used to sit and I read the messages in the chat room where we used to chat, and it made me want to go back in time if I could. But I had to face reality when his Facebook account was closed, and even the phone number was changed. With that, the possibility of me being able to contact him is zero. Even if I go to see him, he probably doesn't want to see my face.

No matter what... other people's smiles never make me happy. My happiness is only possible if there is a smile from that person.

One day, while I was sitting and helping my mother review documents to give scholarships to the students who applied to this university in the name of "Khunying Rattana," I had to check which documentation was complete and which wasn't. After reviewing until I was almost bored, I found a document that caught my attention.

First year of the Panupong Faculty of Veterinary Medicine

Photthasin.

I turned my gaze to the student's photo in the right corner.

It's true.😳

"Believe me, it all depends on time and opportunity," someone's voice rang in my head. I used to use this expression to comfort myself, thinking that there is still hope, that my opportunity and my time will come one day.

But it really could happen...

And all day, I thought about this and thought about many things: What should I do? Do we meet? How many changes? If I met him

ursimont how would I know?

Really, how would I act? Does he miss me? And many other things.

If he knew I was also studying here, I think... that night, someone definitely wouldn't be able to sleep.

"Hill... Hill...!" Someone's voice next to me rang out, making me turn around and pay attention.

"What?"

"What's wrong with you? Please help me a little with his task." Johan is a classmate from my group who studies at the same faculty. He is a cheerful person and close to everyone. He was the first to approach me without knowing how he finally did it. In fact, he is a flirtatious person and also rich, which allows him to play with anyone without having to remember their name.

There are four people in my group. The person sitting next to me right now is Johan or Jo, whom I introduced. The person sitting opposite me who just lowered his head and did his work without caring about anyone was Tonfah, a calm person with a calm face, although deep down, he wasn't so calm. If you look at him that way, you could say he ranked second in the group.

The other person sitting next to Tonfah was Arthit, a crazy man who made your head spin just by talking. His outward personality seems a bit brutal and dark, but he's a sincere person, although he's a bit blunt. Unlike Johan, who's more like a cunning fox.

"Hill, you're just looking at your phone," Arthit added when he heard Johan.

"You haven't done it yet, Arthit.

Jo, you also let Tonfah do it until his hand is twisted." I think I haven't really used it, but I want to take a break before continuing. I just finished studying and I want to rest my brain first.

"All of you should just write your names and send them to the teacher." Tonfah said without looking up from his report. "Hill, this part is yours, Jo, it's yours, and you too, Thit." Tonfah shares the reporting role between us. Who does it, it doesn't matter. As long as he has a good paper and submits it to the teacher, that's enough.

"I'm so lazy. No, I won't study or become a doctor," Arthit complained, but took the job anyway.

"Oh come on, this is so boring," Johan said.

"Look at that person. He just pretended to sit down with a blank expression, believing that last time he almost got an F on the final," Arthit pointed at me.

"Well, I have to do my best," I said, digging in my backpack for a pen.

"Do it in moderation or you'll make us look messy.

You got 98 points, that's an A, right? And Ai'Tonfah got 90. Shit, I got 84. Any more and I almost brought the dog home."

The dog Johan is talking about has something to do with the qualifications we give to each letter of assessment:

A \= Ant

B \= Bird

C \= Cat

D \= Dog

That's how we talk when the score comes out. And according to the animal term for qualification, I have to say that the animal that

I like the least is probably Fish \= F

"How about you join the project to do some 'good' for Pa? Pa said tonight that the house is full of howling dogs," Arthit said with a laugh.

"Instead of competing with each other for a score, why don't we work together to get the same score so we can keep the ants in groups?" And Tonfah is the one who warns.

"Are you going to study entomology so you can raise lots of insects? Everyone wants to get good grades. If you can, I can too," Ai said.

Johan before turning around to continue... drawing with his own phone?

"Damn... Jo, you betrayed me. I think you're the same. You finally changed color!" Arthit said sadly.

And then we didn't speak for almost twenty minutes because we were all focused on what was in our hands. When my brain was in progress, I didn't want to stop until I finished writing my work, but then Tonfah spoke with a sigh, and left us silent.

"I'm done with part 1.1."

"I've finished 1.3." I said, putting down the pen and tilting my head back and forth a few times to relieve the tension in my neck.

"I'll be done in a moment," Arthit said. I turned to Johan who was writing hurriedly, as if he was concentrating.

"Done/Done," Johan and Arthit said together.

"Are you two competing?" Tonfah asked.

"No, but if I finish first, I feel a little better," said

Johan before picking up the coffee and drinking it.

"By the way, Hill, I want to ask you, what's wrong with the last picture you posted?" It seemed like Arthit was thinking of something before asking me.

"Oh yeah, what's wrong?

Did you pay someone?" This time Johan was joking. "Damn, they tweet that hashtag a lot. Who's the owner of the watch?" He picked up the phone for me to see.

"New hashtag? I didn't haven't seen it yet. >> I took the phone from him and noticed the new hashtag. I haven't checked Twitter since yesterday when I posted this photo. It seems that because the photo I posted is the result of my hand and the watch my Nong is wearing, that's why this hashtag was created.

"Who is it? I want to know. You're not even interested in those stars. I don't see that you care about Fondao. And you ignored Baifern who came to sit and wait that day, to the point that I felt sorry and really wanted to approach him and comfort him," said Johan, turning his body. Really scary.

"I don't want to tell you yet," I said and handed the phone back to Johan.

"Are you even hiding it from your friends?

Wow!" said Tonfah.

"Okay. I'll introduce you to him later. >>>

<<< Are you flirting with anyone?>>

"Damn, with a face like Hill, he must still be teasing others?

I thought I'd die alone. But, how long are you going to flirt with him? For God's sake, I think, just say you like him and you'll have him eating out of the palm of your hand."

"No, this person is difficult."

"Really? So, from one to ten, how difficult is it?

<< Maybe I should say ten. >>> I thought for a moment before answering Johan. Hmm... It's really difficult for me.

"So it's not just those stars that have been chasing you so far. Ouch, my little star... So, can you give me Baifern? >> said Johan, putting on a mischievous face.

"Depends. Be careful, don't let him change over time," I said indifferently. Johan has never been serious with anyone.

He only plays with one person and then some. By God, everything he meets along the way, he'll eat if there's an opportunity. If we had to total it up so far, we wouldn't be able to count it anymore.

"You have to be careful about your habits, Jo. When you decide to be serious, it will be difficult." Tonfah really sounds like a father.

"Oh, calm down. I've never thought about it. In this life, I'd rather be like this for the rest of my life."

"And who will take care of you when you're old?"

"Me!"

"Okay, forget it." Tonfah sighed and rolled his eyes.

It's true, Johan is really rich. Besides having a large housing company, he also started his own business. He never wanted to be seen as someone who was 100% supported by his parents or dependent on the family business. So he started doing something for himself since high school. When he has money, it's not difficult to find someone to take care of him. But will there be anyone who truly loves him?

"So the point is, our friend Hill is starting to get serious about his love life. We were the only ones available at that time,"

Arthit declared sadly.

"Is that so? But I haven't had time to do anything yet," I said. "The one walking around this part is Tonfah. I've started to smell the scent of love emanating from him."

"Really? Ton too? With whom?"

"Damn it, Hill. Stop talking nonsense and go about your business," Tonfah said, interested.

"I know. You can hide it from others, but not from me."

Usually, Tonfah doesn't talk about him to anyone. And it's very clear that if he's flirting with someone, he won't say it either. But I've been paying attention to it lately, I don't know, it's just a small detail that makes me resent him

"What's this? Why don't you try to interfere in Arthit's life? He's the one who seems hiding something."

"Wait, Ton, wait, what am I hiding?"

"I doubt it, hahaha... I think Arthit won't stand a chance," said Johan. "You're too rough. You haven't learned to be nice to women."

"Jo, fuck you!"

"So, Hill. Is there anything else you want to talk to me about? Because I have a date," said Johan before getting up from his chair. "Ton, I'll leave that to you, okay."

"Who are you going to take out? Panya?" Tonfah asked after remembering Johan's girlfriend's name.

"No, it's someone else."

"Who else?" Johan didn't answer. He just smiled and waved.

"Ton, don't try to remember the name of the person he's dating," I said flatly. Because I think it's pointless. He'll quickly change his date.

When the task was successfully completed, we dispersed. Tonfah is keeping the report because she's the leader of your group. Even though I'm very good at studying, I don't want to worry about other things. The same thing happened at the club. At first, I didn't want to have anything to do with the position; just because of my mother's insistence, I took it. And then, when they gave me the responsibility, I had to do my best.

I pressed the remote control to unlock the door of my beloved car, but like the car my father allowed me to use, this car was too flashy, and I didn't enjoy driving it.

Wherever you drive, there are a lot of people peeking. I want to use another car, but at home, everything is as flashy as this one, there are even flashier ones.

When I arrived at my condominium, I parked in my private space. Because I rented a parking space under the condominium, it was more comfortable because I didn't have to go around or turn around to find a parking space. I just have to go in and park in the area that was prepared for me. Plus, the price is affordable.

When I went up to the room, I threw my backpack on the large sofa and took off my tie to ease the discomfort. My mother found this condominium; it's quite large and complete with all the equipment. There's a living room and a bedroom big enough for comfortably accommodate three people. There is a corner table like a small kitchen that contains the necessary equipment.

I turned on the computer and tapped on my Facebook login. There is a Facebook account that I found recently. It's a newly created account, so it doesn't have many posts or photos, and from what I can see, he doesn't seem like the type of person who posts on Facebook every day.

However, I continue scrolling down to see some of his older posts and some statuses that I think are about me.

Easter Panupong - May 12:

~ Yes, I passed the exam and will be living in the North Region

I clicked to look back since I opened this account and I kept scrolling up to see.

Easter Panupong - May 28:

~This will be very far away. Strangely, I feel disappointed.

Easter Panupong - June 5: Added a new photo...

Rayong Province ~

It's a photo of a scene from a place with the caption:

~Let's remember the good times, before we forget them forever.~

I remember this place.

It was the first place we went out together. At that time, I just wanted to take him for a walk, to go there together. I remember that the distance was very long and it was quite difficult to get there. But it was worth it, because the person I was with was smiling happily. Seeing his happiness made me forget the tiredness after driving for almost two hours.

Easter Panupong: July 18: 1 new photo added.

A photo of the night sky, with beautiful twinkling starlight.

This is the last post. After that, he checked in for lunch and complained a little.

If you post something meaningful to him, it means he still remembers ...

Although his feelings may have changed a little...

I wasn't sure at all before. I didn't even want to wait, but it seems I can't go anywhere even though I have no hope.

When a whole year has passed without meeting or communicating, the desire that was originally guessed now fades until it can be said that I've left. To the point that sometimes I secretly believe I've forgotten... But, he hasn't been able to open his heart to others. So these two things are contradictory. I don't know what to do. Once, I tried to imagine that if we met again by chance, he would just be indifferent and feel nothing.

But that's not entirely true...

Looking at his face for a split second was enough to wipe out an entire year I spent trying everything to stop thinking about him, calming the longing in my heart... which is easily broken.

At that moment, I understood that...

My heart still wants him all the time...

And it will always be like this...

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