If we become someone else ...!

While I was missing the girl, I realized that another girl was missing me the most. Why? ... I can not make the woman I miss feel sorry for me, but I can not stop missing her, and I can only pity another woman who misses me. Love is biased, there is no justice, and romance is even more lawless. Our three relationships happen at the same time. We have been friends from high school to university. Both Rachany and Pheaktra both have the beautiful figure that the male students desire and the admirable behavior of the teachers. Rachany is a quiet woman. Pheaktra is a friendly lady. They all have their own advantages, but in my first year of college, I also realized that my heart was beginning to fall in love. During the three years we were in the same classroom and met almost every day, my feelings for the crowd grew stronger every second. At that time, I felt that my love was like the wind that always drifted to my body, but I could not catch the air and keep it. Study in the same classroom, but I just stared at her from a distance. Sometimes, if she comes to school a little late, my heart will be pounding, afraid that one day will pass without seeing her. She gave a classmate to a classmate, but skipped me until I asked her: 

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Ask what?

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