The world was grey.
Lies. They are all lies. Whoever said that love makes the world more beautiful, was totally lying.
Because Arthit felt miserable. So very miserable, ever since he fell in love, with Kongpob.
Everytime he saw him talking with girls, he felt miserable.
Everytime he heard him laughing on his phone, he felt miserable, especially when he somehow decipher, that the person on the other side was a girl.
He felt like crying, whenever he thought of him. Which was always.
Why? Why was he feeling so?
Shouldn't the world be red and rosy?
And he absolutely felt like dying, when he thought of the possibility of Kongpob having a girlfriend.
He will combust then and there, if he ever saw Kongpob with the girlfriend.
And you say, love is beautiful?
Yeah, right.
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He tried everything in his will to not let it happen.
He, first of all, called himself delusional.
Then convinced himself, it will go away.
Then taught his mind and heart, that love between two men is not acceptable.
And last but not the least, he told himself everyday, that Kongpob doesn't like him.
Which broke his heart, everytime he told himself that.
He was surprised, he was not numb with all the pain which he was experiencing.
Atleast he had one strong quality.
He had been crying everyday, even he doesn't know why.
Was it because, Kongpob doesn't like him back.
Or was it because, he was crying at the loss of his heart.
Or both.
And the said person, not having an ounce of information, about how much pain, Arthit was in everyday.
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Lately, Arthit had seen Kongpob talking on phone to a girl. In the morning, in the evening.
And he suspects, they talked even more times than that.
Was she his girlfriend?
And Arthit can't ignore the searing pain that went through him.
At this rate, he'll go insane one day.
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Arthit got one golden opportunity to confess and move on.
He was sure to get rejected.
But bravely he asked, " Kongpob? Do you have a lover?"
Kongpob looked on amused," why do you ask?"
Arthit gulped nervously," because if not, I would like to apply to that post."
He quickly looked away. He could not look at Kongpob anymore.
He already felt like crying. He was ready to flee. He even turned around.
"You can"
"Huh?"
"I said you can apply for that post"
Colour bloomed on Arthit's cheeks and just like that, the world became vibrant, colorful and beautiful.
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