[T/N] I apologize for grammar mistakes and incoherencies
(Author: Natakorn)
Humans created spoken words, inscribed them on clay, animal skin, bamboo, and turtle shells...
The discovery of paper and printing allowed books to be portable and widely distributed in a way that had never been seen before in history. Printing aided the establishment of a stable language for each nation, enabling the spread of the language of the common people.
It enabled increased writing and expanded the circle beyond leaders and monks.
And indeed, printing is truly a transformative process from the roots to the core. of ideas and society.
From the heart of the writer.
Phii Ton is the protagonist of this lottery story : ).
We write the names of our friends Nong Nhai on a piece of paper, shake it, and pick one. It turns out to be you, Intha. Excellent! Phii Ton is the last person we picked up!
Well... the truth is I intended to write about him already. Because K-Racter is like our friend. One person, a terrible face, a fantasy fan character with enough dimension. If you want to know what fantasy is like, try opening and reading it.
You will know... that I've worked hard : ).
Once there is Phii Tonhon, the boatman, there must be a flow of water for him to sail on. That's it. That's the origin of the hero's name in this story. The person who will love Phii Ton a lot.
Once there is Phii Tonhon, Chonlathee should also be there. Just the names.
They are already a pair. Who would come and separate the two of us! No way! Tonhon-Chonlathee.
Just the names. They are already together. Who would come and separate us without a trace!
Sweet love, chaotic heart, a novel from us that wants everyone to smile while reading.
Love, yes.
In this story, I secretly wear unicorn spirits under Phii Ton and Nong Chon's bed : ).
Unicorn tried hundreds of times to bring love to you.
Finally, I have to thank the lovely and warm-hearted team of people, who have always supported me. Including readers who give encouragement through comments, Line, Twitter, Facebook page, and the delicious desserts sent to us without fail.
Speak every time, and will continue to speak...
Love, Nattakorn.
From the heart, Natakorn.
Note: This novel uses oral language, slang, and profanity for realism reflecting the era portrayed in the story.
Also, to reflect the personality of the characters.
Additionally, to provide linguistic aesthetics only, the author and the publisher have no intention of negativity in any way. “Books and reading are the source of creative thinking power.”
Chapter 0: Prologue.
“What good weather.”
Soft voice came out from the corners of the mouth. After sliding open the glass door separating the balcony and the bedroom, he stretched his small fit arm. This morning the weather is really good as Chonlathee, the room owner, expected. The gentle sunlight and the sea breeze made him feel refreshed. The good mood was even better.
He's in a good mood like a crazy person throughout the week. After the admission announcement was made that he would be attending the same university as his neighbor, Phii Ton.
How can he not be in a good mood? When he secretly liked Phii Ton since he was a child. Even though it's just a one-sided secret affection, being distant and caring.
He stretched his body to take in the pure air into his lungs. He twisted his body lazily and smiled when he remembered the first day of attending university. He might have a chance to secretly watch Phii Ton play basketball like when they were kids, after not seeing him since Phii Ton moved to study in Bangkok many years ago.
But it won't be long until we meet again.
Deep and sharp eyes. A firm face with a tattooed ship's helm on the chest.
“So cool...” Smiling at the corner of his mouth, he turned around and walked back into the spacious cream-colored bedroom. He picked up his notebook computer from the table, finished his homework, and sat down on the comfortable bed.
I miss Phii Ton, don't think I'm crazy. But as soon as I found out we would study together in the same university, I almost held my breath until I had to stare at your fake, eerie face every day.
This morning is no exception.
Chonlathee opened his own Facebook page, clicked on the search box, hardly needing to waste time typing the consonants. Phii Ton's name came up first, urging him to click and see without hesitation.
...Not much updates. Mostly it's just photos tagged by Phii Ton's fans. Speaking of which, it hurts and is frustrating to hear. The person I secretly liked for a long time already has an owner. Plus, she's really beautiful.
“Who said I only secretly like her? I unintentionally compared myself to others.”
My head quickly cleared my thoughts.
Then, I scrolled to see the photos of the other person. It's hard to say which photo I like the most. But if you ask which photo left the deepest impression, it would probably be the photo when Phii Ton was taking off his basketball jersey, showing off his tattoos, and his six-pack abs.
I considered him to be a man who stands out and looks incredibly good. “Oh! The couple photo of Phii Amp is gone.” My brows furrowed into beautiful lines as they almost connected. Amp, who was mentioned, is Phii Ton's lover. Normally, there are pictures of these two scattered everywhere that can mesmerize the eyes.
But there are none this morning... This is abnormal, so the detective Conan’s glands began his work.
And finally, he found the answer. When he saw that Phii Amp's Facebook has pictures with another man as a couple, and Phii Ton's profile says...
Live in Bangkok, Thailand. Single.
Followed by x.
“Single... Single... Single!!!.” He slammed the notebook onto the bed with trembling arms. He turned to look at his own face in the mirror at this moment, as if half-smirking. It looks somewhat funny. But whatever his appearance is like now, it doesn't matter. Because...
“Mom, Phii Ton is single!”