The Young Man One

The Young Man One
Who's He?


Nea was very sure that what she saw was Kenzi. He hurried to stop the steps that were getting further away, spread out his hands, then stared fixedly at the boy in front of him.


"You're Kenzi, aren't you?"


Tania who followed also said, "Nea, do you know her?"


"You must have been the wrong person."


Nea quickly pulled the hand that was about to leave from him again, then quickly said, "No! I can't possibly be wrong! You are Kenzi!"


"Noe?"


The sound from the other direction distracts. Danish appeared with a look of confusion looking at the current situation where Nea was holding onto someone's hand. In the mind of wondering, with whom is Nea now?


The one Kenzi thought was pulling his hand firmly, looking extremely annoyed when turning around and leaving from there. Nea stared without changing the focal point.


"He who?" asked Danish who had been standing beside Nea.


Nea was about to chase back but was arrested. He turned his head, watching Danish who was still curious about the answer to who the boy was. For now, he did not know how to say, because himself was also overwhelmed with confusion.


Nea let go of the hand that was gripping her wrist, then wordlessly stepped away. Not knowing when to see each other again, she must stop Kenzi now.


When Nea turned, she immediately retreated and hid behind a wall. He finds what he is looking for but must be taken aback by Kenzi's presence with a woman. The two of them seemed to be talking and so familiar, plus seeing them hugging each other that even he himself had never felt it.


The desire to find answers simply vanished into disappointment. Nea hoped that she would never see a person who looked like Kenzi today. Then it's better for him to leave now.


Not far from there, he saw Danish back. Her feelings are hard to describe and how much she wants to cry.


He's so stupid, he likes people who never like him.


He was so stupid, still wishing for a gap for him in Kenzi's heart after such a long time.


He was so stupid, imagining the boy now.


Danish who saw the ugly look on Nea's face just exhaled. He had no idea what was going on, though so kept entertaining as a friend by driving Nea home.


"You're so rich, why choose to walk?" ask Nea.


"Do you want to take a taxi? We can stop one."


"That's not what I meant."


Danish was silent for a while, thinking that Nea's question was not an important topic to discuss. But because the boy now needs to be entertained, so he will obey for this time only.


"Because I'd rather walk."


"That's all?"


"Why am I not satisfied with your answer, huh?"


Danish shrugged both shoulders. He glanced at Nea who was looking straight ahead, greatly making him curious.


"I think I'm gonna die of curiosity."


The walking Nea raised her head, watching Danish walking beside her. "Dying curious?"


"You didn't answer my question at all about who the kid was."


Nea slowly turned her head towards the front back. "I have a friend who now lives abroad. The boy looks a lot like him."


"Everyone has seven twin brothers in the world, he said. Maybe you saw it wrong. As you said earlier, he lives abroad, it is impossible to come here in the blink of an eye."


"You're right."


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Kenzi had looked towards the wall, not finding anyone there. His heart said that someone was peeping. Was that the girl? If it was true, then he didn't have to pay attention to it.


"Kenzi, are we leaving now?"


Kenzi turned his head. "Alright," he said, to the girl he hugged.


"Finally we can meet too. Oh, see! I was wearing the hairpin you bought me back then. Do I look pretty?"


"Pretty."


They walked away talking, for it had been a long time for them not to meet.


"By the way, on campus we have a kid with a bump. She is very rich and also beautiful. Unfortunately, he fell into a bad relationship. Nea should be friends with a kid like me."


Kenzi frowned. "Noe?"


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...Doesn't anyone miss Renko? Why is DBS so bad?...


...Sorry, yes. Renko has just written again. Hope you enjoy this work. The word thank you is never absent...


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