I am him [Comprehensive]

Under the empty basketball hoop, there was only a handsome boy in black standing.

After patting the basketball in his hand for a while, he raised his hand to shoot - the ball passed the rim perfectly, but didn't go in.

The boy closed his eyes helplessly, got up and wanted to chase after him, but the basketball had already been caught by another person.

The man patted the ground twice before he stopped, put his schoolbag together with his, and looked up at him: "Ward, why are you playing alone?"

The person who came was Kongphop, one of the few students in the class who had spoken to Ward a few times.

With that said, he threw the basketball in his hand towards Ward again.

Ward caught it accurately, but Kongphop didn't wait for his answer, and said, "What? Are you waiting for Senior Plame again?"

Ward didn't deny it at all: "Well, what's the matter?"

He raised his hand and shot again

boom--

The basketball avoided the rim perfectly again and hit the ground hard.

Kongphop walked over, grabbed the basketball in his hand, and threw it at him again: "Why are you so close to the senior?"

Ward's attention was always on the basket, and he replied casually: "It's close if you get along well, so there must be a reason?"

His gaze swept over to Kongphop: "I think you are prejudiced against the seniors, right? Especially the coach senior. Don't you think you pay too much attention to him?"

He once again exercised enough energy, raised his hand, and gave it a go.

But the basketball was still a thousand miles away from the hoop in a disgraceful manner.

"Hey!" Ward exclaimed depressingly.

Kongphop was dribbling the ball in his hands this time, but didn't pass it to him again.

Ward also seemed to have lost interest in shooting, and turned to look at him dejectedly.

Kongphop held the basketball in his hands, with a thoughtful expression on his face: "Actually, I don't understand, I can feel that he is avoiding me and M recently, probably because of the previous conflict?"

He pursed his lower lip, absently playing with the basketball in his hand: "But I feel even more uncomfortable being avoided by him."

As if to vent this so-called "discomfort", Kongphop raised his hand and threw the ball towards the basket.

boom--

Hit it with one hit.

Let the basketball bounce and roll aside, Kongphop didn't step forward to catch it this time, but walked over and picked up his backpack again.

"Just pretend I'm thinking about it." He sighed, and dropped an orange into Ward's hand, "Here, here you are."

Kongphop turned and left without looking back. Ward looked down at the orange in his hand, frowned, and suddenly turned his head to look behind him as if he had sensed something.

Behind the big tree not far away, the people hiding only showed a corner of their clothes, but it was enough for those who were interested to see clearly.

Ward hooked the corner of his mouth.

"What's the matter? Why are you giggling alone?" Plame finally arrived late.

Ward tilted his head and smiled at him inexplicably: "It's okay, I just feel like I have inadvertently possessed the legendary perspective of God."

"Nervous, I can't understand anything." Plame muttered under his breath, picked up the basketball, and threw it in Ward's hands.

Ward raised his hand.

boom--

Missed the basket again.

"Senior Plame." He turned his head and smiled at Plame, "Didn't you agree to teach me how to shoot? Leave the others alone."

Plame froze, looking at Ward's equally bright smiling face in the sun, for some reason, his heartbeat seemed to speed up a little unconsciously.

Night had gradually fallen.

It's just that the lights are flickering everywhere on the campus, and the night is not so gloomy.

But against such a bright night light, M's eyes are somewhat absent-minded.

"Hi, M!" A female voice suddenly came from behind.

M turned his head, and the girl who called him also took the opportunity to catch up. It was May: "Alone, why didn't you see Kong with you?"

M has already put away the loneliness in his expression: "Oh, Kong's apartment is far away from me, he is a little tired today and went back first."

It's just that M didn't say, from "Kong is a little tired, let's go back" to now, he has been wandering around the campus for a long time.

Anyway, I was alone when I went back, no different from when I was outside.

Not wanting to make his words sound so desolate, he deliberately cleared his throat again, and continued: "I don't care about this all day long, and I don't care about that, it's better to let him go back."

"Hehe, I'm showing affection again!" May really let his words deceive him, and slammed his shoulder gossipingly, "We all know that Kong saved the beauty in front of so many people last time, so many girls Is the heart of a girl overflowing?"

M enjoys this moment when others associate himself with Kongphop.

Probably because only at this time, he can feel that the two of them are indeed a pair of lovers.

He smiled: "What is a hero saving the beauty? I am also a boy, and I can also protect him at critical moments."

But it's still a little heartbreaking to say the least.

"Well, that makes sense!" May nodded understandingly, then suddenly asked curiously, "When did you and Kong meet?"

"Oh..." M barely thought, and blurted out, "The two of us are actually childhood sweethearts, and we have been classmates since kindergarten."

Speaking of these to May, M seemed to inadvertently think of the unforgettable years between the two of them, and the smile on the corner of his lips seemed much more sincere.

"Kong, he has been very popular with girls since he was a child, and you can see that he looks pretty good." I'm afraid Kongphop's appearance can't be described as "nice".

But May obviously understood his showing off and self-effacing attitude very well, and nodded along with him with a smile: "Kong, he's really handsome."

M said with a low smile, "That's all he has."

The intimacy in the tone is impossible to ignore.

"Uh, M." May frowned curiously.

"What's wrong?" M asked casually.

"How did Kong confess his love to you?" May's eyes sparkled, as if she was looking forward to his answer.

M's emotion, which was so easily raised during the conversation, was like a punctured aluminum foil balloon, which deflated as quickly as he could see.

He had fantasized about the confession between Kongphop and him countless times since the beginning of the relationship.

Even if he had to take the initiative to speak up, as long as the ending is that the two of them can be together.

But before he got ready, Kongphop no longer belonged to him alone.

"You go home alone after school today, I have to leave a class early, go home and help me cover up."

"The teacher is annoying enough, so stop reading, isn't it just skipping class! I'm going to see your sister-in-law."

"Although not now, don't you have to be sooner or later? I will invite you to dinner after I become a buddy."

"This is Arthit, my boyfriend."

That meal, M ate like nothing.

He didn't understand why the person who grew up with him suddenly had a guy who was much more important than him by his side.

"M?" May's cry interrupted his recollection.

M quickly came back to his senses, and replied with a smile: "Oh... just, we got together naturally."

"The highest state of mutual love!" May sighed, "It's really enviable."

M continued to smile perfunctorily at her.

He really wanted to have a childhood sweetheart with Kongphop, as May envied, and then naturally fell in love with each other.

If there had never been Arthit between them, would the ending be completely different?

The scene in the basketball court in the afternoon was reflected in M's mind again.

"But I feel even more uncomfortable being avoided by him."

When Kongphop said this, there was even some doubts on his face.

But it has made M tremble with fear.

Even if he had a chance to make a comeback, would he still not be able to beat that person?

He was not reconciled.