My Moon, Chapter 1 pg 1
My Moon, Chapter 1 pg 1
Chapter 1:
A small figure dressed in the signature navy suit of an aviation business student walked into the photography exhibition room, a joint event between the Faculty of Communication Arts and the Faculty of Digital Media. Klai chose to come here in the evening, thinking there would be fewer people. As expected, he was the only one in the spacious room filled with photographs.
His almond-shaped eyes glanced at a large sign on the wall. The word “Shadow” on the sign revealed the concept of this exhibition: every photograph conveyed the theme of shadows. However, there was one image that Klai liked the most.
He stopped in front of a particular photograph... Klai gazed at a full moon prominently floating in a dull sky, its soft yellow light casting a reflection on the sea, creating an illusion of another moon in the water. But in truth, it was merely the moon’s shadow.
The moon... there is always only one.
Klai gave a faint smile before shifting his gaze to a small white information plaque next to the image. The photographer was a student from the Faculty of Digital Media, majoring in Graphic Design, and the photograph was titled...
Lost in the Moon’s Shadow
He thought the photographer was quite creative and highly skilled to produce such a beautiful image. Klai didn’t know how academically accomplished the photographer was, but because of an event from that day, he had a sense that...
The person who took this photograph... was kind-hearted.
And because of the kindness of the creator of Lost in the Moon’s Shadow, it made him recall that day once again...
KantHimself: It’s almost 9 p.m. Have you reached the place yet?
glaijai: Just turning at the next intersection, and I’ll be there.
KantHimself: If I didn’t have to help my mom with shopping early tomorrow, I’d have gone with you.
glaijai: No need to worry, Kant. After we cleared things up that day, I think all three of them have become much nicer.
KantHimself: They haven’t become nicer. They’re just trying to act nice to you because you’re useful to them. The one who’s genuinely good to you is Mai. She’s been good to you from the start.
KantHimself: I know you know who’s truly good to you.
glaijai: Like I said, I want to give everyone a chance to adjust one more time. But if things go back to how they were, this time I’m done.
KantHimself: If they act like that again, you really should be done. For real.
KantHimself: I get you.
KantHimself: I understand that everything’s tough for you right now, but I believe you’ll get through it.
glaijai: Thank you so much, Kant, thank you for always being by my side.
KantHimself: Anyone who could abandon you must be crazy.
glaijai: sent a sticker
KantHimself: That cute smiling rabbit sticker, it really suits you.
glaijai: Kant, we’re almost at the place, let’s talk later, okay?
KantHimself: Okay, take care of yourself.
glaijai: sent a sticker
Klai sent a sticker to say goodbye to his close friend, whom he’s known since high school, before glancing at the taxi meter. He pulled out his wallet from his pants pocket to prepare the fare. When they arrived, he handed the driver some money, told him to keep the change, and got out of the car.
Today, his friends invited him to celebrate at a bar after a grueling exam period. Honestly, Klai isn’t too fond of places like this. He doesn’t drink alcohol and isn’t into nightlife at all. Lately, though, his relationships with his friends haven’t been great. Last week, Klai gathered everyone to clear up some issues within the group. Since then, everyone has been trying to adjust, and their relationships have been improving.
Klai admits his lifestyle is quite different from his friends’. They love regular get-togethers, but he always declines their invitations. This time, though, he agreed to come because he wanted them to see he’s trying to meet them halfway.
Even though he wants to maintain these friendships, Klai hasn’t forgotten to stay true to himself. This adjustment, he thinks, has to be something he can handle. It’s about meeting each other halfway, like what he’s doing now. He’s chosen to join his friends for a night out, even if he doesn’t drink or come out often. At the very least, he gets to spend time with them outside of university.
This is Klai’s way of adapting.
“Klai, over here…”
And this must be his friends’ way of adapting.
Klai, now inside the bar, nodded to the group waving at him. He quickly walked to their table, pausing to notice two empty chairs next to Kant.
“Klai, sit!” Mai patted the wooden chair loudly, inviting him to sit beside her.
Klai raised an eyebrow slightly as he looked at the group. Everyone was here, yet there were still two empty chairs. He figured it was normal to have extra seats and sat down without asking anything.
“What’s you drinking? I’ll order for you…” Mai asked.
“Got any Coke, Mai?”
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