"Why do you look so tired?"

My mom asked me when she saw me asleep on a big couch in the middle of the house around 1 in the afternoon. I returned home to pack more clean clothes and sleep in the condo again. My tiredness made my mom a little suspicious.

"Did you really sleep in the condo? Why do you look so tired? You did something wrong?"

"If it weren't for Leonardo Dicaprio, I would never do anything bad for any man."

I responded to my mom who woke me up after I took a 10-minute nap... Thanks mom.

"Why do you look so tired?"

"I saw a ghost last night. I couldn't sleep."

"We never made any merit after we bought that condo."

"Do we need to do that when we buy a condo? But don't worry, the ghost can't hurt me. I'll go pack some clothes."

"Oh?"

My mom looked at me questioningly. I had prepared for that.

"My school schedule is out and I have a class in the morning. I don't want to travel every day. I'm coming home to talk to you about this. By the way, did you see Somkit?"

"Maybe he's in front of your dad's office. Have you seen your dad yet?" "No, not yet. I'll go then.."

Since I rented my condo, I thought a lot about my old friend from school. There was curiosity and concern mixed together. It was pretty sure she ran away from home. But why did she leave? She only had 420 baht in her wallet, she arrived in Bangkok, where the cost of living was so high that a stocking would cost more than a hundred baht. Before going to my room, I stopped by my dad's office. I didn't have enough time to talk to my dad, but I wanted to talk to the aides close to him first.

"Hello, Uncle Somkit." "Hello Gen."

Uncle Somkit was my father's closest aide. He was a 40-year-old man with a lot of experience. He was an influential guy, especially in a gray area. He wouldn't describe that area because my dad never wanted me to get involved.

"I have to ask you a favor, but please don't tell dad." When I said this, the stern-faced man looked worried.

"It's nothing serious. I just want a little help. I wanted you to know something. I don't want them to know everything."

"What is it about?"

"I have a friend from primary school. I wanted to know something about her. I think you can help me quite easily."

That was not a difficult thing for Uncle Somkit. I did things much more difficult and challenging than this. If my dad didn't have him as his assistant, he wouldn't be there today.

"Do you want me to look up information about your friend?" "Yeah."

"What do you want to know?"

"Anything... anything. Is it too much trouble for you?"

"Tell me his name, his address. I'll give you something in a week." "Thank you."

That was a tick in the checkbox. The next thing was to gather all the clothes I didn't want and take them to my condo. I saw that Aoey was wearing old, worn-out clothes and made a mental note to be sure to give her some of my clothes. You should get rid of those old clothes. I bought a lot of clothes and a lot of them and only wore them once because I didn't want people to see me in the same clothes twice. I could give that to her. I felt guilty seeing her wearing that worn-out shirt. I packed up and headed back to my condo where I had left quite early that morning. When I arrived, I was surprised to see a letter left on a coffee table in front of the couch. The messy writing on the paper made me squint trying to read it...

("Thank you for letting me spend the night. I'll contact you later. I'm happy to see you, Gen.") After reading that short message, I felt so weak and tired. I threw my Versace luggage, in which I kept my old clothes for her, on the floor. What was wrong with her? She thought she could show up when she wanted and leave when she wanted.

She didn't have much money with her to begin with. I canceled my plan to spend one more night there and left my luggage at the condo. It should be good that she left. I didn't have to worry or take care of other people. But I wasn't sure why I felt a little weird, a little...Worried....

I looked in my car mirror wondering if I was really worried about her. I knew I was a self centered person. I never thought about other people. Even my mom was tired of me being so self-centered, I ignored my brother and now I'm worried about those sweet eyes. No, it wasn't me. I should be myself. My old self. I didn't care about her. It wasn't my business. I started the car and got out. I listened to music while driving and also looked around on the sidewalk until the car stopped at a traffic light. I looked down the street and saw a stray dog. His body was as thin as a skeleton. He was walking tired and collapsed on the side of the street, no one cared about him.

Where was she going to sleep tonight? Was she going to sleep like that dog in the street? My stomach clenched. I felt a sharp pain in my heart. I saw the street light and took out my phone. and Googled something quickly by typing...

"Where can I sleep without spending money?"

Google could tell you anything. I came across a famous website with the same question I asked. The answer was certain..... Temple. I felt scared

thinking about sleeping in a temple. No, I wasn't afraid of ghosts. It was more uncomfortable being a girl sleeping in a temple. My head hurts thinking about the news on TV about a bad monk doing something to a girl. I was such a sinful person but I couldn't help it. Her look was not normal. I just didn't realize how pretty she was...

Temple... temple. There were so many temples in Bangkok. Let me think

if it were me, where would I go? I didn't have enough money to get into a taxi. I didn't know the road well enough to get on a bus. The only thing to do was walk. When I realized she would walk, I went back to my condo. I wondered which direction she would walk. I, who never spoke to the security guy or the receptionist, now smiled widely and tried to ask them a question. It seemed to work, people always responded to it very well.

"Where is the nearest temple around here?" "Is. "

I got the answer and followed the directions. I never realized there was a temple there. In fact, I never knew the name of the road. My mom bought that condo because someone couldn't pay her debt. So my mom took the room and gave it to me. She rarely came there, but now I thought I should come more often. I turned the car onto Soi 11, which was 4 blocks ahead. I arrived at a small local temple. I wasn't sure I could have found this on Google Maps. They shouldn't call it a temple. It was so quiet and deserted. Even a ghost wouldn't live there.

I parked the car and got out, walking to look for her. I wasn't sure I'd find the eye candy there, but I had to try. I couldn't think of anywhere else she would go. Or... she would sleep in front of Seven-Eleven. How could I think of my friend that way?I looked around the temple. People looked at me with curiosity. People didn't know what I was thinking under my sunglasses. I didn't like it when people looked at me. Not many people liked to be watched. I walked for 10 minutes and felt very disappointed. Aoey wasn't here. Most of the time, I was right about many things, including exams. But if she wasn't here, where would she be?

"Gen."

A clear voice called my name as I was walking dejectedly. I floated when I saw her drinking milk and eating a piece of bread. She seemed so surprised.

"Hey."

"Why are you here, Gen?"

I was a genius. I was smart, beautiful and a genius. She had to kiss me when we got home.

"Aoey, why did you leave?"

I spoke coldly and took off my sunglasses. I looked at her fiercely. "Are you fucking crazy? You just left a note!"

"No, but I hate saying goodbye."

"Don't you hate sleeping in a temple?" "Who told you I'm going to sleep here?" "Is it not like this?"

"You're not smart, Aoey. You are not smart and it is very annoying. You could act proud but don't make other people worry."

I grabbed her wrist and dragged her back to the car. But she defended herself.

"Do not touch me!"

I blinked in surprise. Aoey seemed as surprised as I was. She crossed her arms over her chest and turned her back to me. She looked at the snacks and milk on the floor and changed the subject.

"Look! It's all on the floor, my first meal of the day."

"If you are hungry, you have to eat rice, not have a snack."

I tried not to talk about how she rejected me, but instead focused on her first meal.

"That fills my stomach." "Hey!"

She got scared after I yelled at her. Then, I felt sorry for shouting so loudly.

"I'm sorry for being upset. Aoey, I'm so worried about you. Let's go home. I will never let you sleep in the temple and you can't say no,"

I said before she could say anything. "Please, come back to me."

"Do what I say!"

Aoey was stunned and nodded when I was harsh on her. "OK."

Finally, she followed me to the car. We took her bag and got into the car. We were in complete silence as we drove home. I knew it was me who was in a bad mood.

"How did you know I was in the temple?" "I guessed."

"You are good. Is there something you don't know?"

I didn't know myself. That's what I didn't know. Why I had to search for a long lost friend from elementary school. Why did I have to beg her to come home with me? I didn't know and I didn't understand. Oh! That was so frustrating.

"I don't know why you ran away from home."

Silence... nothing came out of the soft eyes. There was something she was hiding and she wasn't telling me. But it was fine, I had already gotten Uncle Somkit to figure it out. He would know soon.

"But it's okay. It's not as important as where you'll sleep tonight." I sighed.

"You'll sleep with me from now on." "What?"

"I'm moving into the condo now. My class schedule changed to the morning. My mom's house is a little far from my university. I don't like sleeping alone in the condo."

"Are you afraid of ghosts?"

"Yeah."

This wasn't me. I wasn't sure why I had to lie... "How could I stay for free?"

"I never said you could stay for free. I thought you would look for a job." "Yes, but it won't be enough for the rent, water and electricity bills." Now I was mad at her!

"More than money, you have to clean, take care of my things and find me some food... Can you cook?"

The soft eyes began to nod in agreement. Her top bun jiggled as she nodded and that made me smile.

"That's ok. If you're helpful, that's not a problem."

"I'll stay with you until I can rent my own place. I will pay the rent and be useful."

"OK, it's a deal." "Deal!"

Finally....