Marrying a straight person isn't good at all. But falling in love with a straight person is it wrong? Having crush on him for several years is it a crime? Forcefully marrying someone who doesn't love back it's not healthy isn't it?
But what if you'...
Ajin shook his head, smiling hearing his parents bickering. He loves their sweet banters, his mind dwelled around the scene when he was small, his friend was with him. One day, he suddenly disappeared from his life leaving a crying Ajin alone.
Later Ajin realized how much he liked that boy, and surprisingly he never told him his real name to him, instead Ajin gave him a name 'Wolf', he still misses that little boy who might have turned old, or older than him.
His thoughts got interrupted when his mama spoke up "Still thinking about him bun?"
"Yes mama, I miss him" Ajin pouted, the ding sound made him flinch away from the wall and walked forward, walking out of the entrance gate slowly still in call.
"Why don't you go to blind dates?"
"Don't want"
"Leave him Bella, let him find his own love" It was his dad's voice.
"Fine" Ajin chuckled, "I'll find someone soon mama, don't worry na khap, rak na jub jub" Win chuckled from the other side. He ended the call, and someone came running to him.
"Hi" The sweet voice, snapped his attention. "Yes how may I help you?"
"Um.. Actually I'm your biggest fan, my name is Namtam can I get your autograph please?" Namtan said. Ajin watched her bubbly demeanour, he giggled and signed the Polaroid card.
It was his picture, he winked at the lady "Here it is for you" Namtan blushed. She ran away, shyly. Ajin pushed his hair back and sighed. He looked here and there, it felt like someone was following him, but none. He didn't realize that there was someone who intentionally came to him, it was Namtan, who smirked.
He walked towards the parking lot, rolling his rings which the guru gave him, he smiled remembering the days where he got proof God is real, he believed in them. He stood in front of a house, closed his eyes
Please let me see him one more time, I miss him so much, I just want to know his name. Please God, help me please he prayed to God, suddenly it started raining, he looked up, his glasses fogged up with the droplets.
"What will you do now?"
The man just kept on staring at his phone looking at Ajin who was on his phone. It was a recording from the time Ajin came out of the hall, inside the elevator, then outside.
"I can't believe you killed so many people who tried to get Ajin, Tul. When will you get him?"
Tul smirked, the lad has his eyes stuck on the bulky figure of Ajin. His face from one side had red veins popping up, surrounding the eye his skin was a little bit burnt, his left eye was blind, his hairs messed up in a small bun, his tight grip choking the body underneath him on the floor. He stabbed the body, blood drops spilled on his face, still his eyes on that man. He looked at his bloody palm, wiped it on the white bed sheet, and wiped his face with it too.
The thunders roared and growled loudly outside. He tossed his phone away on the bed, he stood up, craned his head at the sides, and looked outside the window.
There stood Ajin who was enjoying the rain. Tul had a soft smile in his cupid shaped lips, Ajin opened his eyes, he looked at his palm, the ring was glowing, he felt someone watching him.
He turned around, no one, his eyes glided up to the window which was covered by the white curtains but he could see a tall shadow behind the curtains. He kept on staring at it, feeling the hot burning sensation in his ring finger, as the ring glowed brightly.
"One day, the two of us, will run to each other eventually.. " Tul uttered, rolled his head backwards, shaking his head, jiggling his long hairs down. He tilted up his head, smirking.
I'm back myfriend, we'll meet soon Bella.
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Pain has a price. The most expensive thing in life is to repair the pain again by clicking the puzzles fit into the right places . When do we feel pain? When we open our hearts to the person. First young love? It's often termed as silly love it comes and it goes, but it still is LOVE. Second love? It's a hard one, it makes you strong, it includes lie, pain, regret, jealousy. Still it's LOVE. Third love? It's a beautiful one when you realize the person who was behind your pain again came back to prove that they can fix that again, by holding your hands, embracing your body, hiding your tears on their shoulder. You can put a wall up again, but it will eventually break down once you start to notice the person is holding the broken pieces of your heart again joining it with their own heart and staying with you forever and always.
