[For those with whom we are not destined, no matter how hard we try, it will be in vain. But for those who are meant to be, just their presence can awaken all your senses...]

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[The second Impression]

It was during that jogging, Faris was standing there long enough until a little boy tugged on his sleeve and asked:

"Uncle, would you like a share?" - The boy, about 7 years old, was holding a bag of toys and a large bag of essentials, looking up at him.

"So, if I say yes, will you share it with me?" - He bent down and asked.

"Brother James told us to share with those in need!" - The kid replied quickly, it seemed like he was happier when he mentioned James' name... But wait! Calling him "Brother James" but calling him "uncle" and saying "in need," did I look like a miserable old man to him just now?

Just kidding around with the little boy, but unexpectedly, the little one plopped down on the sidewalk, opened his bag of toys, and searched for a long time. He repeatedly picked up toys and put them down. His eyebrows furrowed tightly, much like when Faris was contemplating whether to invest in Bangkok's East Side or West Side! One big and one small, sitting by the side of the roadside waiting for the boy to make his decision.

"Take good care of it, no need to thank me, I have an important thing to do!" - The boy said, handing Faris a toy, his clear eyes sparkling. Then he turned and ran into a long line—oh, his important task was queuing up for lunch!

Looking at his hand, Faris's smile faded. It was a plush cat, about 20cm tall, it's pink, with a pink nose, pink lips, and a pink bow. Its eyes were particularly large, taking up half of its face @@!.

"So, the little boy didn't want to play with a pink plush cat and decided to 'give' it to me, right?" - Not to know whether to laugh or cry, as he took the toy and continued on his way.

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[The third Impression: A Stalker?]

Learning his name was an unexpected "achievement" in himself, but Faris had no idea what to do with it next. There seemed to be no reason for him to actively seek out or inquire further about James.

But Faris never imagined that a 30-year-old man like him would be checking out a Gen Z boy's IG every day.

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In the bustling evening of Bangkok, casting an orange glow on the Illuminate Power tower amidst the vibrant Sathorn district. On the 63rd floor, where the luxurious Moonlit-SD Residences "super condos" were located, Faris is drying his hair while scrolling through his phone, catching up on the news about his friends.

Suddenly, Faris's finger accidentally swips over P'Aof's story. The word "Bed Friend" catches his eye, along with an image of the poster for James's new movie with his partner, and of course, James is tagged in the story. Hesitating for a moment, Faris taps on the @james.spmk account.

"I'm not looking for you, you're the one who came to my IG na!"

The words were quickly forgotten because, in truth, he had actually spent hours scrolling through all of his photos and videos on James' personal page. The more he saw, the more curious he became about this kid.

Startled – or rather, out of posts to look at – he turned off his phone, leaning back on the sofa, lightly massaging his temples.

"James, it's not just your eyes that linger in my memory, but now is your entire presence!"

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