แล้วแต่ดาว [Up to the Stars]

Chapter 2 - The Car is stuck (Part 1)

But he can't quit the habit

"Year one or b two."

Someone who hadn't slept for a bit and saw every action of the owner of bed number four spoke softly in the silence that it made the Moon of the Faculty of Fine and Applied Arts jolt at bit in shock

"Ya... Don't tell anyone.'

"Hmm." Kleun said in response as his eyes met Daonuea's and let the silence run its course, staring at each other like that in the darkness where each other's faces were blurred.

"B two."

"..."

"A doll." The taller one nodded his head as if he knew. He wasn't sure if Nuea would see or not. They didn't talk any further, just laying down and listening to the thunder outside the window.

Daonuea was embarrased to himself because he didn't know if he should say goodnight to the other person or not. He looked like he was drowning, but a wave pushed him back to the shore. Surviving for a period of time, the waves washed him out again. No matter how many times it takes, it's always the same wave. He's person who was not good at swimming and couldn't fight back the wave.

Never once resisted.

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[Daonuea's POV]

I started the morning by having my blanket ripped off blanket from me by Ting, not even knowing how a woman got into the men's room or she's not being seen as a woman anymore. I put on the gray shirt that the seniors gave me. Today's activity will be cooking food together in different groups, like a TV competition for Master Chef or Cooking Mama or something like that.

I twisted lazily and yawned like a sleepyhead who, no matter how much I slept, never had enough.

"Not enough sleep?"

"Umm, can't sleep well."

"Maybe because you're not used to it. It's okay to come and sleep together tonight." What's the difference? Maitee joked that he would continue flirting. I don't know why so many people are not being noticed. Even for someone as beautiful as Phapang, is not that noticed.

For me, the star that catches the eye the most and I would like to cheer for is Phapang. She is from the Faculty of Communication Arts. She was experienced in stage like a professional. In the morning, the seniors let us try to be on stage. Phapang lead before me, while I...

'Nuea, come on, walk confidently.'

'Don't make that face, Nong Daonuea. Be more confident.'

'Acting like a child who was forced to go on stage on Mother's Day.'

The last comment is from last year's handsome male senior. I almost hid my face from embarrassment. He said that so straightforwardly. I'm not very confident in myself but because of my artistic blood, it makes me able to compete, not inferior to anyone.

"Well, have you noticed that not everyone has the same breakfast today?"

"Not at all." I answered first with a happy face. The others turned to look at me. Sean poked his elbow to me, brushed his hair back, then sent me a signal to say that I had to answer that I noticed.