You are my work of art

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Bright, cheerful, sunny. These are the first words that come to mind to anyone when he sees the Win Matavina Opat– iankatchone. A tall, dark– haired man with dark chocolate eyes that always danced with laughter and a wide smile on his face caused a happy smile from others. He charged others with his energy, always tried to help. No one ever saw him sad or upset, only in a good mood. Many people at the University said that if you were happy, talking to him would make you even happier. In addition, if you are sad, you will soon forget about your problem.

Thanks to his cheerfulness and sociability, Win managed to constantly find new friends. Older students were also willing to be friends with him. However, despite the number of people around him, he still only had three best friends from high school who knew everything about him. Only to them could he tell what he really felt and thought. With them, he could not pretend and talk about his problems. Only these three knew whom he loved and whom he wanted to be with for the past year.

Bright Vachiravit Chivaari, the guy who seemed to never notice. He doesn't talk to anyone except two guys from his class. When asked to explain something or help, he refused. You could say he was a typical introvert. However, this did not prevent him from being popular with girls. Beautiful features, a slim athletic figure made him really attractive and sexy.

Win first met the guy on the street near the entrance to the University. Then he was attracted by the noise of women's voices, and a guy standing in a circle of girls. WIN immediately noticed a beautiful face, a wide– open forehead, a straight nose, and full lips. In addition, eyes that looked at him for some reason. Dark chocolate eyes, almost black, studied him And when their eyes met, WIN felt his heart race and his breathing quicken. I wanted to drown in those eyes. From his thoughts, he was brought out by an unexpected call, startled, Junior ran to the lecture, not knowing that the guy was still watching him. This feeling, which arose at the first meeting, did not go away after a day or a week.

Win tried to understand what was happening to him. I watched him from a distance, tried to talk to him and make friends, but he always left or did not pay attention at all. The more Win watched, the more he realized that he likes the guy. I like his face, his eyes, and a smile that few people have ever seen.

He shared his thoughts with his friends and was slightly surprise by their response.

"You're in love with him!" – JJ exclaimed.

"Yes, that's right, I agree." – Plym Confirmed.

"Are you serious?"— He is a guy, and I've never liked anyone.

"Is this the first time you've fallen in love with a guy? Definitely not." – Win waved the thought away.

"But everything points to it," – Tanawat Said. – "Your heart is racing, and you're always smiling when you look at him." You even only talk about him.

"I'm just saying it would be nice to be friends with him." – Win Protested.

"Yeah, right. And you only look at him and smile like an idiot just because you're trying to make friends?" – Tanawat asked, arching one eyebrow.

It true that when bright is in the field of view of wine, he constantly looks only at Him. Always thinking about him. Did he really fall in love?

"What do I do?" –Win asked after a short pause.

"Well, first try to talk to him, and then make friends, and then look at the circumstances." – Tanawat Suggested.

"Are you serious?" – How many times have I tried to talk to him, but he either leaves or ignores me?

"You keep trying." – JJ Said.

Win continued, but there was no progress. Bright continued to avoid him. In addition, Metavin finally realized that he was really in love, after seeing some girl with Him. She was standing too close to him and holding his hand. It was clear that Bright not interested in what she was saying and was annoyed. WIN wanted to go over and take her hand off his shoulder, tell her not to get too close and look at him with admiring eyes. After all, only he can do this.